Chapter 458

Name:Heavenly Curse Author:纳兰坤
Behind the stone gate is a long ladder, which continuously winds deep into the ground, and the more it goes down, the more dead it is. Muyi meets such a strong dead gas for the first time. No wonder there will be no grass on the ground. Even if human animals live on it, they will soon be assimilated by the dead gas and die.

"Da! Da!"

When Mu Yi's feet left the steps and stepped on the hard ground, the whole man stood there directly, his face showed a shocked look, and his eyes stared at the front.

In front of him was a continuous, endless sarcophagus. At a rough glance, there were thousands of sarcophagus, and an oil lamp was placed on each coffin, but all of them were extinguished.

Moreover, Muyi also found the residual smell of the murderer before, but when he came here, he didn't notice it anymore. I think the murderer should hide deep.

"What the hell is this place?" Muyi returned to his mind for a long time, and then guessed in his heart, not to mention how much human and material resources it would take to open up this huge underground world. If there were people in these thousands of sarcophagus, it would be thousands of people, but no one knew what was deeper.

"Do you want to explore?" Mu Yi hesitated. After all, this place is too dangerous. Even with his perfect strength, he can't guarantee anything. As Lao Jiaohua said, the water in the Jianghu is far deeper than he thought.

In particular, knowing the existence of the quadrupole Jedi, or the secrets of ancient times, and the end of the law catastrophe, makes Mu Yi believe that even the fourth difficulty is difficult to last forever, not to mention that he is only perfect now.

If he is only in the Jianghu, with his strength, there are not many things he can worry about, but there is a big secret in front of him. If Mao rushes in rashly, he may lose his life in it.

A gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall. Muyi thinks he should learn this.

"Young man, leave. This is not where you should come."

Just when Mu Yi hesitated, an old voice came from the deepest place. For a while, countless sarcophagus trembled at the same time, and the oil lamp placed on it was also about to be lit. However, a gust of Yin wind blew at this time, so the sarcophagus was silent again.

The sudden sound and change startled Muyi. His mind almost merged with the salary lamp at the first time, and a light wheel loomed behind his head. In this way, Muyi had a sense of security in his heart.

"Excuse me, sir, where is this place?" Mu Yi did not retreat immediately, but bowed his hand and asked.

"The dead rest in peace, this is just a resting place for a group of homeless people." the old voice sounded again.

From this voice, Muyi obviously heard two key questions. One is that there are dead people here, but if they are all dead, who is talking at the moment? And what do the shaking sarcophagus and the oil lamp that almost lit just now mean?

The other is homeless. What kind of people are homeless? And we have to concentrate and open up such a place?

"Did you see the murderer who just came in?" Muyi continued to ask. Although he didn't intend to intervene at the beginning, he naturally wanted to eliminate the future trouble at one stroke since he had done it. Moreover, if the murderer went out, it would be a disaster to the world. If the cause and effect were counted on him at that time, it would be a great injustice.

There was a moment of silence, and Muyi didn't rush, and waited quietly.

Finally, the old voice said again, "he's dead!"

In a word, Muyi felt a deep breath, and there was no more movement.

"Thank you, master." Muyi didn't doubt the other party's words, because the other party didn't need to deceive him at all. A fierce object is absolutely worthless in the eyes of those levels. Even if Muyi didn't appear and his strength reached perfection, I'm afraid the other party wouldn't talk nonsense with him and kill him directly.

Since it is a place of rest, it can't be disturbed.

"By the way, is this the elder's?" Mu Yi then raised the immortal rope in his hand and asked.

Although he hasn't had time to check carefully, Muyi vaguely feels that this immortal rope seems to have been sealed with a part of its power.

"Immortal rope." the old voice inside whispered softly, as if with a call. Then the immortal rope in Muyi's hand seemed to suddenly live and flash away. The speed was so fast that even Muyi could only see an empty shadow.

"I own this thing, but it's also in my hands for a period of time. The immortal rope is refined after the ancient immortal rope. Although its power can't compare with the immortal rope, it can't escape under heaven and man. Even if you can find the soul of Jiaolong and refine it into it, even heaven and man can't escape." the voice continued, but Muyi was in a cold sweat, Fortunately, Zhu Xianglan can't play the real power of the immortal rope, otherwise he will be unable to escape.

As for the dragon's soul, Muyi doesn't know where it is. Moreover, it's not easy to provoke anyone who brings a dragon character. As for the dragon soul, the other party didn't say it, Muyi didn't dare to think about it. It's estimated that the immortal rope may not be able to bear the dragon soul, so it's useless to say it.

Just listen to each other's meaning and seem to want to give the immortal rope to yourself. Is it possible?

When Mu Yi was suspicious, the immortal rope suddenly flew back from the depths and fell directly into his hands.

"I have removed the seal of immortal Suo. Now that you have it, it means you are destined to be with you. I just hope you can treat it well and don't be evil." the old voice was reluctant to give up.

"Thank you, master." Muyi sincerely thanked him. According to the other party, it is difficult for the gods to escape under heaven and man, which means that even the perfect level can be tied. In this way, it is definitely a great help to Muyi.

However, if you want the immortal rope to wield its power, you have to refine it all. Moreover, the immortal rope is a magic weapon. If you want to refine it all, it won't happen overnight. Even if it costs a big price, Muyi thinks it's worth it.

"Go, young man."

The old man's voice fell, and then there was no movement. He seemed to fall into a deep sleep. Muyi took a deep look and turned away with niannu'er.

Just after Muyi left, the oil lamp on one of the sarcophagus suddenly lit up, and the lid of the sarcophagus gently slid open to one side.

Under the light, a figure sat up slowly.

However, Muyi obviously didn't see all this. He returned to the upper stone chamber, glanced and walked out of the magical wall again. As for the gold, silver, jewelry, names and famous paintings here, he couldn't attract him at all.

When Mu Yi came out, she just saw Zhen Ping'er bury her master's body. At the moment, her hands were blurred, but her face was numb, as if the pain in her body could no longer make her move.

"Are you ready?" Muyi looked at each other and asked.

Zhen Ping'er knelt on the ground and knocked several heads before he stood up, "OK."

"Then let's go." Mu Yi said and led the way in front. Zhen Ping'er immediately followed. Although she looked very embarrassed at the moment, most of her injury had already recovered. With the strength of four rounds, this injury can't affect anything physically.

Leaving this fierce place, Zhen Ping'er kept silent and said nothing all the way. He just followed Muyi. No matter which direction Muyi went or where he was going, there was no problem.

Zhen Ping'er didn't speak, and Muyi naturally didn't bother to speak. When the two came to the previous Town, the sky was already lit. This was because Zhen Ping'er was too slow and delayed a lot of time. However, this kind of rush was easy for Muyi, but it was a little hard for Zhen Ping'er.

She hasn't recovered yet, and she is almost on her way with all her strength. Being able to stick to it is a manifestation of her strong will, which makes Muyi look at her with new eyes.

Moreover, Mu Yi was also observing Zhen Ping'er, and an idea gradually came into his mind.

After entering the inn, Zhen Ping'er also fainted. Mu Yi shook her head and directly sent her to Yan unparalleled room. In fact, that room should have been his, but now it is no longer necessary. Anyway, the bed in the room is very big and the two people are very spacious.

After the midnight rest, Yan Wushuang's spirit is obviously much better, but Muyi didn't play the rejuvenation charm on her, so it will take some time to recover. Although Zhen pinger seems to be in a coma at the moment, the real situation is better than Yan Wushuang.

"Muyi, ah, my Lord, how's the bottle?"

Yan Wushuang saw Mu Yi coming in with Zhen Ping'er in her arms and asked anxiously. After all, Zhen Ping'er looked a little miserable at the moment, her long skirts were broken, and even her skin was exposed in many places. After the wind and snow all the way, she had already become blue and white, and her hands were blurred with blood and flesh, which seemed to be suffering from inhuman torture.

"Don't worry, she's fine and can't die." Muyi said faintly.

"Thank you, sir." Yan Wushuang said immediately. Naturally, she wouldn't think that the injury on Zhen pinger was caused by Mu Yi. However, Mu Yi rushed hundreds of miles late at night to save people. Naturally, this kindness can't be forgotten. Even she was saved by Mu Yi.

"Well, I'll stay here for one or two days if you take care of me." Muyi hesitated. He originally planned to leave directly, but he decided to stay for two more days considering the situation of two women. What's more, he still had an idea waiting to be implemented in his heart.

"Thank you." looking at the back of Muyi leaving, Yan Wushuang said softly. In her heart, Muyi is undoubtedly a cold faced and hot hearted person, and she is not old, nor those cruel and cunning people. It is precisely because of this that she chose to come to Muyi at the beginning, and it is clear that her guess is correct.

"Ping'er, you're right. He's a good man."

When Muyi completely disappeared, Yan Wushuang looked at Zhen Ping'er, who was still unconscious, lying in bed.