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Chapter 952 Hold the wat with both hands, as if facing the heaven

Cheated?

This was the first thought that flashed through Ah Qing's mind.

So he subconsciously looked at Liu Zhenying.

He looked at her with her eyes lowered and tapping on her fingertips very seriously. She was exactly like those swindlers in the TV series, but in the next second she frowned fiercely and said in a cold voice: "They moved.

Zhang Netyi’s life will be in danger after forty minutes.”

"Then where are we going now?"

"To the northwest, three kilometers away, is the iron warehouse."

The four cars in front and behind set off again.

But this time, for some reason, the distance that can be reached in three or four minutes actually took six minutes without seeing the corresponding building.

Ah Qing immediately sensed something was wrong and arranged for everyone to stop the car.

"Miss Liu, we seem to be lost."

He got out of the car and looked around, then handed over his cell phone: "Look at the position, we've been spinning in circles for the past few minutes."

Liu Zhenying had no results and didn't look at it.

She glanced around, her little palm-sized face was expressionless, and her figure had an unusually cold look, and she said firmly: "I'm not lost, this is the Eight-door Golden Lock Formation."

"Eight-door Golden Lock Formation?"

"right."

Compared with the original Nine Palaces Bagua array in the ancient tomb, this array is a combination of Qimen Dunjia from astrology. Zhuge Kongming once drew the famous Bagua diagram based on this array.

Eight gates: Xiu, Sheng, Shang, Du, Jing, Death, Jing, Kai.

From Sheng, Jing, the door is open to life; from injury, Jing, the door to rest is injury; from Du, the door to death is death.

After a brief explanation, she tugged on Qu Xiaojue's sleeve, raised her face, and her voice softened slightly: "Our car is leading the way. You will drive as I say in a moment."

Having experienced it once in the ancient tomb a long time ago, Qu Xiaojue seemed unusually calm.

He raised his hand and caressed her face, comforting her softly: "Okay, don't worry, someone will be able to save her in time."

The biggest feature of the Eight Gate Golden Lock Formation is that the formation of the eight gates is constantly changing.

In other words, if you are not careful in this formation, you may turn from life to death without even having time to react.

Therefore, Liu Zhenying's nerves were highly concentrated along the way. The compass in her hand was spinning rapidly, and the densely packed words were overwhelming. This also caused her to constantly adjust her position in the changing formation.

As long as the formation position changes, the compass will also change.

But slowly, she discovered that Qu Xiaojue seemed to have an excellent sense of direction. Occasionally, he could respond immediately without her command.

Subconsciously, she glanced at him.

It was the middle of the night, and everything was pitch black. Only the faint moonlight poured down and fell on the side of his face. Compared with the usual ruthlessness, it added a bit of invisible chill, like a cold and chilling voice.

The danger of having a knife pointed at your throat.

Liu Zhenying was distracted for a moment, and then he felt the car's brakes being suddenly stepped on, and Qu Xiaojue's big palms on the steering wheel also tightened subconsciously.

Just as she was about to speak out, the compass in her hand started spinning again.

"Turn left."

"good."

Qu Xiaojue immediately reacted according to her words.

When the car turned the corner, Liu Zhenying had the time to look back, and immediately discovered that the position he had just changed from Jingmen to Dumen.

She was startled for a moment, and a faint thought came to her mind.

Qu Xiaojue can't be... also aware.

Otherwise, how could he stop the car before his position changed.

Even she had to rely on her position to change before she could figure it out, so she could make temporary changes to avoid danger.
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