Fang Qingyu said calmly, "I didn't stay here. I watched when you and Xiao Yichen fought, and I followed quietly all the way."

He raised his head and looked around, and said with an expressionless face, "There are one hundred and eight mountains in this place, arranged according to the Qimen Dunjia, and there are eight gates, eight trigrams, nine palaces and nine colors, and there are countless changes in the stars in the sky. The entire secret realm is one sky.

In the star formation, without the guidance of the lotus lantern, others would not be able to find Dangling Lake."

Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they didn't want to take down this level.

Si Xueyi held the lotus lantern, looked at the other party and said, "Should I call you Mei Zihua or Fang Qingyu?"

For some reason, Si Xueyi didn't feel too surprised when she saw Fang Qingyu's appearance.

Fang Qingyu exhaled, the plum blossoms on his head moved slightly, and he said softly, "Just call me Mei Zihua. I like this name better than Fang Qingyu."

He glanced around and saw several people with wary expressions, and said in a deep voice, "Don't be nervous, just listen to what I have to say first."

Mei Zihua said slowly, "When the Dragon Emperor fell, his disciples withered and scattered, disappearing from the world. They have disappeared for nine hundred years. I originally thought that this place really has the inheritance of the dragon family, but now looking at the layout, it is hard to say whether there is the inheritance of the dragon family.

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"It's more like a secret realm set up by Master Kanyu, just to wait for the person who should come. The so-called inheritance may only be a few words. Even if there is a treasure, it won't have much to do with others."

Si Xueyi was calm on the surface, but there was a turmoil in his heart.

This plum painting is really not simple. Just by guessing, you can guess almost exactly.

Feng Yueyu raised an eyebrow and said, "So, what do you want?"

Mei Zihua took a deep breath and said with an indifferent but domineering expression, "I don't want to do anything. Give me the dragon bone relic and take me to the secret realm within the secret realm. I am still your senior brother. Anyone who bullies you will have trouble with me, Mei Zihua.

Just looking for death!"

Fu Hongyao held the Tianshang Spear in both hands, raised his head and said, "I don't care about you being our senior brother. If you are really our senior brother, why would you secretly poison us? Well, you are a bad guy, Hongyao is not afraid of you!"

Duanmuxi was not convinced, and said in a deep voice, "You are so loud. The blood-clothed guards are not here, and the people from the five demon sects of Luoyue City are not here. You, alone, dare to let us listen to your orders?"

Mei Zihua's expression was calm, and there was no trace of sadness or joy. Only when Fu Hongyao said those words about senior brother, some waves arose in his heart.

"Perhaps, I am really enough on my own."

The plum painting was with his left hand at the bottom and his right hand at the top, forming some kind of secret seal. The next moment, the strong wind howled, and five long scroll paintings appeared in the mist behind him.

The scroll unfolds little by little from top to bottom, and each picture has a vague but clear outline of a human figure.

These people do not have clear facial features, only rough outlines, but their expressions can be clearly seen.

Their expressions were desperate and painful, and they opened their mouths and let out shrill screams, which were the wails before death.

These wailings seemed to pass through the drawing paper. Just a glance, and the shrill and sharp sounds resounded in everyone's ears.
Chapter completed!