Fang Zixuan's request was really beyond Liu Qinghuan's expectations: "Kill someone, who do you want to kill?"

The guqin let out a loud startle, and Fang Zixuan's mood seemed to fluctuate a little: "The teleportation array you are looking for is in the depths of the General's Tomb, which used to be the palace of the Zhao State, but now it has probably been reduced to the territory of General Wu." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoSo if you want to get close to the teleportation circle, you must face General Wu. ”

"Zhao Guo, General Wu?" Liu Qinghuan was curious about the name that Fang Zixuan brought out.

The history of the ruins of no return has been submerged in the passage of time, and he has tried to explore it, but he has only obtained some fragments that cannot distinguish the true from the false. The only thing I know is that someone once found a large teleportation circle in the depths of the ruins.

Fang Zixuan looked at the darkness that was gradually receding, stood up with the qin in his arms, and said hurriedly: "These are all old things, I don't have much time left, you will know in the future." The person I want to kill is General Wu, or the remaining ghost of General Wu. After killing so many people, Zhao Wu still dominates one side after his death, which I will never allow!"

At the end, he shouted hoarsely, his eyes full of pain, and it was clear that he had a bitter hatred for General Nawu.

Liu Qinghuan frowned and asked, "What realm is General Wu's cultivation?"

Fang Zixuan calmed down slightly: "I only know that he used the Blood Pill before he died, and he arrived at the Fake Dan Realm. ”

"Fake Dan Realm ......," Liu Qinghuan thought with a dew's eyes.

Fang Zixuan said with a hint of pleading: "Yun Daoyou, I only hope that when you are ready, you can help me kill Zhao Wu, so that his soul will be scattered, and he will never be able to live forever!"

Liu Qinghuan looked at him for a while before he said, "You should know that although the other party is a fake Dan, there is a big gap between the strength of the real Jindan monk and the real Jindan monk, but it is not something that a foundation building monk like me can compare, right?"

Fang Zixuan hugged the piano tightly, his face full of bitterness.

Both of them fell silent, and Liu Qinghuan thought about it before he said slowly: "However, I promise you that I can help you solve him if you have the chance." But if you don't have a chance, you can't help it. ”

For the sake of the other party telling him the correct position of the general's mound, and the fact that he may indeed have to pass the level of General Wu, Liu Qinghuan made this non-binding promise.

A smile appeared on Fang Zixuan's translucent face: "That's enough, thank you Yun Daoyou." ”

As he spoke, he walked deeper into the ruins, and before leaving, he remembered something, stopped and said, "That teleportation circle was built in the original underground secret room of the Yongshou Pavilion, in the northeast corner of the palace. ”

Fang Zixuan's figure gradually disappeared between the remnants of the wall, and Liu Qinghuan regretted that he couldn't get more information from him.

"Are you going to the General's Mound?" a crisp voice sounded behind him, and Yue Xi, the younger sister of the sisters surnamed Yue, walked over, followed by Yue Weiyang.

The two are no longer as embarrassed as last night, not only have neat appearances, but also have gorgeous makeup.

Liu Qinghuan turned around and only nodded lightly.

When he was talking to Fang Zixuan before, the two women were listening not far away.

Yue Xi pouted: "Hey, I apologize to you, I was a little rude last night." But you're a big man, you don't have to hold a grudge like that, do you?"

Liu Qinghuan said flatly: "Fellow Daoist said that you are not rude. ”

Yue Weiyang pulled his sister, who was too straightforward, behind him, approached Liu Qinghuan with a fragrant breeze, and said with a smile: "We are also going to the general's tomb, why don't you go with us, and we can take care of it on the road." ”

"We're not on the same path. Liu Qinghuan said, looking up at the sky, although it was still very gloomy, it was like this during the day in the ruins.

He arched his hand to the two of them, looked in the right direction, and flew south.

The reason for refusal was that Liu Qinghuan didn't want to walk with strangers in such a dangerous ruin. It's hard for people in temporary groups to trust each other, and sometimes they may even hurt themselves, so it's better to be at ease alone.

After the two sisters waited for him to fly away, Yue Xi said in a low voice: "Sister, the general's mound is in the west, but he is flying to the south. ”

"Hmm...... I'm afraid there is an error in our map. The ghost seemed to know a lot last night, maybe the man got some information from him. ”

"What kind of broken map is this, he sold us more than a hundred spirit stones in the first place, that profiteer! Then should we follow him? That guy is so fast, he ran away in such a short time!"

"Hehe, little girl, when you think about it, the daylilies are cold. I was very close to him when I first spoke, and the faint scent of flowers on my body must have been stained on his body, and it could last for more than ten days, enough time for us to track it all the way to the general's grave. ”

As he spoke, a colorful butterfly appeared in Yue Weiyang's hand.

Liu Qinghuan didn't know that he had been locked by a butterfly. As the night passed, the black-red mist in the air had cleared a lot, so he hurried south at great speed.

The ruins of no return have only been open for a month, and Fang Zixuan said again that he can't hurry at night. From time to time, there will be a bloody rain, and it will be half a day, so Liu Qinghuan can only seize the time during the day.

After five or six days in a row, he was ready to find a place to rest when the weather was getting late.

There are patches of dense forest growing around here, and there is probably a bloody rain that has just fallen here, and there is still blood-red rain on those leaves, which looks very eerie.

Liu Qinghuan really didn't want to fall, so he flew forward over a few mountains and found that they were all such dense forests.

He took out the broken golden lotus, and the golden lotus turned into pieces of golden feathers with the essence of the sun in a blink of an eye, like an extremely sharp blade, and rushed into the dense forest below, and it didn't take long to clear a small clearing, revealing a mountain wall.

He also used the Blue Shadow Sword to cut into the hard stone wall and dig quickly. He had done this very well now, so he quickly dug a cave where he could stay, set up a protective circle, and drilled into it.

Liu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, and was finally able to relax his tense nerves.

Along the way, you must not only resist the erosion of the spirit by the wind of mourning, but also guard against the sudden arrival of the blood rain, and sometimes encounter the attack of demon beasts.

It's not that there are no demon beasts in the ruins, but those demon beasts are extremely tyrannical, and they can survive in such an extreme environment, their strength is strong, and the ferocity of killing is all stimulated.

Liu Qinghuan fought with an eagle for a long time today, and he was so tired that he rested for half an hour and ate something before he began to meditate and recover his mana.

When night falls, everything is dead and silent.

"Booming ......"

Liu Qinghuan suddenly opened his eyes, and he felt that the protective array had just fluctuated. As soon as my ears moved, I heard a dense rustling sound.

When he looked at it, he saw that white roots were sticking out of the walls of the cave, and the sound of the loose rubble was coming from the fall.

Because the cave was covered with a protective circle, the roots of the trees began to attack the circle, pumping and drilling, as flexible as snakes.

Speaking of this set of protective arrays, it is naturally no longer the set of four-elephant gossip arrays that Yun Zheng gave back then. He had used the Four Elephant Bagua Array for many years, but for him, who was already a foundation building monk, he could no longer keep up with his requirements.

But a good magic circle is not so easy to buy, and now this set is a big road commodity he bought, the offense and defense are very ordinary, and he doesn't know how long he can withstand these roots.

Almost a dozen breaths passed, and the outside of the circle was full of white tree roots, densely staggered and squeezed, forming a circular root sphere.

The circle began to shake violently.

Liu Qinghuan's face was completely black, and he could only keep playing the magic trick to keep the magic circle unbroken.

It's midnight outside, and if the protective circle is broken, not to mention how to escape the encirclement and suppression of the tree roots, what is more serious is to face what is hidden in the dark, which is the deadliest place.