The shadow guards wanted to use their own internal force, but they found that the more injuries they had, the faster the loss of martial qi!
“Don’t waste your time, old devil. Get rid of them all as soon as possible.” The other old man in the black robe came over. He held the weapon in his hand and looked down at the Retired Emperor. A demonic air painted the corners of his mouth.
The Retired Emperor deserved his title, he did not panic at this time of danger, “If you kill me, you also cannot escape.”
“Ha ha ha.”That gruesome laughter rang again, “We never thought about killing you. We only want to replace you.”
While saying this, that elder’s long sleeve waved and several figures appeared behind him.
The build of those people was similar to those of the ministers who accompanied the Retired Emperor.
They even found a matching figure for Eunuch Sun who stood by the Retired Emperor.
These figures had a human skin mask in their hands.
Obviously, they wanted to kill these people, then… replace them!
Bang!
Outside the window, the second drumbeat echoed!
As the old man said, the martial artists were so busy competing that no one looked back at them.
Even if someone saw them, he would think that the Retired Emperor was resting or discussing important matters with his ministers.
Plus there’s no sound of fighting here, so no one would notice…
The sky was getting more and more overcast, the clouds moved like a surging torrent.
In the cave, Helian Wei Wei looked at the mark she had carved before, her willowy eyebrows wrinkled.
People who didn’t know would think that they had met a ghost and walked in circles.
But Helian Wei Wei clearly understood that this mystery had been set up in order to prevent the people who come here from leaving easily.
“There’s something strange about this place.” Helian Wei Wei paused her footsteps, and the indolent little face brought out the cautiousness that did not ordinarily show up.
The old man did not say that there would be any mystery around the exit.
It should have appeared later.
Helian Wei Wei faced the left side of the wall and observed it with the help of the morning light.
That was…a dead body?
Baili Jia Jue also stopped, not because he had seen anything, for his eyes were still covered with white cloth, but because the smell of the dead body around him made him frown.
Helian Wei Wei walked over, not getting too close to the dead body, but crouched on the ground “It looks like a picture has been carved here,” she said.
Baili Jia Jue raised his eyebrows and looked down at Helian Wei Wei, his expression unchanged.
Helian Wei Wei blew off the dust on the ground. Sure enough, there was a picture drawn on the top of the marble. The painting depicted the most famous sutra where Buddha cut his own flesh and fed it to eagles.
It’s just that the flesh here was a bit bloodier.
Because, when it was pressed, there was a small bloody groove.
Underneath the mural, a sentence was inscribed, “If I don’t go to hell, who will?”
Helian Wei Wei stared at the bloody groove. Her eyes squinted, she immediately slashed a stroke with a dagger, and the blood ran down the palm of her hand, drop by drop in the bloody groove in the picture.