The ghost-faced old man still didn't feel relieved. His dark green eyes were bloodshot due to anger. He slowly stretched out his almost dry palms and took out an extremely sharp dagger from his arms to cut open the black liquid-filled liquid. nail.
Facing Qingling Emperor's bloody wound, a few drops of unknown liquid dripped, and a strong rancid smell could be seen coming from the fingernails, as well as a few squirming insects as thin as hair. As soon as the liquid came into contact with the wound, it burned his skin. The squirming insects were as happy as if they had found food, gnawing at his flesh and blood, and finally turned into a few fat worms the size of soybeans. Then he was satisfied and took it back.
A heartbreaking pain burst out, attacking Qing Ling Emperor's western limbs, making him miserable and rolling on the cold ground! Half of the Qingling Emperor's face was almost eaten away by bugs, and only half of his wilted face was left with a pit full of insect infestations. The white bones were visible in shock, and countless blood seeped out from the pit with carrion. fear.
At this time, the silver light of the teleportation circle flashed past, and a black object jumped out from it, exuding bursts of rancid smell, and a lot of black liquid kept oozing out. He must have been seriously injured! The ghost-faced old man frowned, stretched out his withered hand, activated the spell, and a black deathly aura shot out from his body and attached to the dark object.
In an instant, the dark thing was like a spring rain, and the wound healed like a rebirth, regaining its previous peak strength.
The dark thing was so happy that it was like a marshmallow, rubbing softly against the ghost-faced old man's body, and enjoying the touch of its master as if it had intelligence.
The ghost-faced old man held a skull scepter with cold eyes: "This black object is a ghost wizard. He collected thousands of resentments and refined his own essence and blood to become a ghost. It can transform into countless extremely hard tentacles to attack, and it can also launch attacks." It can directly absorb the flesh and blood of the souls of living creatures. It is also immune to all physical and spell attacks, and is not restrained by the five elements. It can travel through various magic circles at will. Although its ability is average, the damage it receives is obviously the attack of the Holy Light of the Eldar.
Qing Ling Emperor, how can you quibble? If you hadn't neglected your duty and lost the magic circle token and let Princess Qing Pheasant go, Master Ghost Wizard's plan to resurrect the evil god would not have been interrupted! "
After saying that, the ghost-faced old man supported the skull scepter, limped up to the prostrate Qingling Emperor, raised his right foot and stepped hard on his palm, put his ghostly face close to the Qingling Emperor's ear, and whispered. : "Nothing will happen next. You can choose whatever you want, but you only have one life!"
The Qingling Emperor, who was in agony, could only lower his head: "Yes, subordinate, I accept the order."
"Hmph, trash!" The ghost-faced old man sneered, then he refused to let go, limping with the black ghost on his back, and slowly left the teleportation circle.
Just when the Qingling Emperor gradually lost sight of the ghost-faced old man with his dark eyes, his eerie voice came from the distance: "I almost forgot to remind my respected Lord Qingling Emperor, that woman in the coffin, I am If I leave it in the hands of the Ghost Wizard, I won’t be surprised or surprised!”
The Qingling Emperor climbed up tremblingly and with difficulty, his angry eyes full of unwillingness, and he was extremely angry at the moment. Even the wounds on his face could not feel any pain. The surging power gathered from his right hand, and countless elves clung to it.
Then he aimed at the teleportation array in front of him, and struck with a bang. There was a loud "bang" sound, and the ground shook. The teleportation array, which was originally emitting light, stopped functioning at this time, and some of the runes on it almost fell off. But it didn't take long for the teleportation circle to move on its own and shine again.
The burning pain on his cheek still attacked Qing Linghuang's nervous system. He endured the pain, dragged his extremely heavy body, and slowly walked towards the pool not far away. Through the reflection in the water, he saw that the once stunningly beautiful man had instantly transformed into Ugly things that are neither human nor ghosts.
He raised his right hand, grabbed the limp face and pulled hard, tore off half of the face and threw it into the pool. When the fish smelled the strong smell of blood, they turned into ghosts and swarmed up to chase after them. That piece of face that was riddled with holes was one of the few foods in the pool. In an instant, it was all eaten up by the fish.
Emperor Qingling then took out a bottle of potion from his arms and washed the wound bitten by the insect. The wound scabbed instantly, but it was obvious that he saw a large sunken pit and thick cheekbones. Then he took out another bottle from his arms. The golden mask that I had already prepared.
From the moment he put on the golden mask, I didn't know whether his face was happy or sad. Only a disappointed sigh echoed in the sky: "Pheasant, are you still angry at your father?"
In the hazy night, before there was a bustle of people, the garden became very quiet. There were only a few bright lanterns hanging under the eaves, dancing with the wind, quietly waiting for the rising sun in the east.
In the guest room, a dark yellow candle was placed on the table, illuminating the entire room in miniature. Some unburned wax tears slid down the base of the candle, and the base was a layer of yellowed and dried wax tears.
The candlelight flickered, and a figure appeared in front of me. A woman in green clothes took off her thin veil, revealing a very delicate face. Her face was peerless, without makeup, she was so beautiful that she could even compete with the Jiutian Fairy for her beauty, which would captivate the country. Allure.
Her arms were weak and she lay on the table, her eyebrows were furrowed, as if she couldn't figure out something, and she said to herself: "Why did my father let the Eldar people go to such a dangerous and desperate situation? Did my father have any ulterior motives? Or? Bewitched and threatened by ghost wizards? And the woman in the coffin who suddenly appeared ten years ago looks so strangely like me! Is she the key to breaking the curse of the spirit race? But her three souls and seven souls have been lost long ago, and only one of her souls is hidden like a bell. Let his body not rot.
For ten years, I have continuously nourished her weak body with my spiritual blood, giving her the conditions for resurrection. With the ghost wizard's magic, she will be able to be resurrected, but..."
A series of questions made her head explode. She was frowning and she didn't know how to deal with them. They kept her up all night and couldn't think straight. She whispered: "Ah, it's so annoying!".
First of all, she remembered what her father once said to her. To restrain the ghost wizard, you must first find the soul-catching stick. But where in the world can you start to search for it? Besides, the soul-catching stick is just a wooden stick in ancient times. It was originally a sacred object to suppress the ghost clan. Time has gone so long that I don’t know where it was lost.
"Alas" Qing Pheasant sighed involuntarily, and the sound was melodious and melodious, which was very nice to hear. He then took out a jade-like token as big as a fist from his arms. It was clearly engraved with dense runes. There was energy flowing through it as the runes flickered. It was the only key to the teleportation circle. He whispered. : "Father handed it into my hands, and then let me and Tian Kuang go away. I must have suffered a lot again, right!?"
