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Qin Yang sat where he was, and what Uncle Meng once said emerged in his mind.
"Any one of us can die, as long as you live."
"It's good that you're fine"
Regarding the matter of stealing the door, he has always been relatively indifferent, and he doesn't care too much about good or bad. The only relationship that is considered good is Junior Brother Zhang and Uncle Meng.
Junior brother Zhang is such a cheap brat, tossing back and forth, every time Qin Yang wants to beat him to death first, anyway, he won¡¯t be really dead anyway, first kill him twice to put out the fire, but if one day, Junior Brother Zhang He's really dead, he died outside, and he will never show up again. He will definitely be sad too.
As for Uncle Meng, everything he did was for stealing the door. It can be said that he devoted himself to the door and died for the door. He sacrificed too much for the door. He always tried every means to keep Qin Yang. Said it was also for stealing the door.
But people, good or bad, there is a steelyard in my heart, the original purpose, sometimes it is not important, people's hearts are fleshy, you can feel who is true and who is false.
Regardless of the original reason for someone, when they are willing to sacrifice their lives just to keep you from taking risks, no matter what, this friendship cannot be repaid.
Qin Yang now wants to use the compass left by Uncle Meng to pry the two opposing forces, let them turn a little while maintaining balance, and reveal a gap again, so that he can follow in.
But if he went in so unscrupulously, Uncle Meng's painstaking efforts would be in vain, he could only calm down, believe in Uncle Meng, wait for ten days first, as long as Uncle Meng's soul lamp is not extinguished, ten days will come. Days later, according to the agreed time, do a good job in the response work.
And during this period of time, he has to think about it carefully and figure out what is going on here.
What on earth did that Miaozhu want to do, and what was suppressed in this huge bronze coffin? Is it the so-called evil dragon transformed by resentment and evil thoughts, or the body of Yinglong, who was buried in the huge bronze coffin.
Everything has to be revisited, especially the things that Uncle Meng did, and that Miao Zhu didn't show up, let alone intervene.
Either, 90% of what he said is true, and he really doesn't have the strength to do other things now, so he can only watch helplessly, or the things that Uncle Meng did are still beneficial to him, which also depends on He expected it.
He has to make all the preparations now.
"Mother, there is something I want to tell you."
"What's wrong?"
"I will tell you how to control the compass, draw the power here, and pry itself. The compass has been fixed and adjusted, and there is no need to deduce it. You only need to know how to operate it. It is not difficult."
The demon mother frowned slightly, and looked at the huge bronze coffin above her head with a shimmering light.
"Are you going in too?"
"Now that I've come here and gone through so much, I can't just think about myself, and I can't live up to this trust. If he doesn't come out when the time comes, I must go in. Since you trust me, I can only trust now you.
If we are lucky and can leave alive, our previous grievances will be canceled. I will not kill that three-eyed monster, and I will not blame you for taking me away. "
The demon mother looked at the compass, pondered for a moment, and nodded slowly.
"I said a long time ago, if we can go back alive, I will let you go."
"Okay, it's a deal."
Qin Yang told the demon mother how to control and how to twist the compass.
"After ten days, if things go well, that's fine. If things don't go well, I will go in for ten days. You wait outside for ten days, twist the compass, and open the gap."
"good."
Previously, the demon mother had no choice, but now Qin Yang has no choice.
He can only trust the demon mother. Even if he uses the power here to leverage the power here, he needs to have enough strength to do it.
? Qin Yang's deity is barely able to do it, and his strength is not enough to make up for it, so he broke out.
But if it turns into a clone, it's not enough.
Everyone has no choice but to trust each other. The demon mother needs Qin Yang to find a way out, and Qin Yang also needs the demon mother to meet her. Similarly, the demon mother still needs Qin Yang to take her away.
Everyone is indispensable, if we don't work together, we will all be trapped here to death.
Time passed bit by bit, and on the top of the mountain, except for the still huge coercion, there was no change at all.
The soul lamp held in Qin Yang's handIt's gone.
He stepped forward in the air, with a faint smile on his face, glanced at the demon mother, and then flew into the crack.
"Boom!"
The giant bronze coffin closed again, and the surging power fluctuated like ripples on the lake, slowly dissipating, and everything returned to calm.
The demon mother's complexion changed, and her hands were shaking.
False, it is indeed false. Of what Miao Zhu said, only 10% may be true, and the remaining 90% are false.
If that comes true, there may indeed be an evil dragon transformed by resentment and evil thoughts inside, but it must be false to completely suppress the evil dragon, otherwise why would he enter the huge bronze coffin? Can't get out.
Thinking of this, the demon mother's face froze.
She looked at the compass on the ground and understood everything.
This is all a bureau, from the beginning it was a bureau, what I said to them, to the present stage of development, it's all a bureau.
Those brainwashing words, after thinking about it, can detect the flaws, as well as those rhetoric, threats and temptations, all are just foreshadowing.
Miao Zhu knew that none of them could fool them, but he still guided the three of them, who were not descended from dragons, to come here.
Later, I didn't know how to guide Meng Yi to come here first. Maybe at that time, what Meng Yi did suddenly jumped out of Miao Zhu's control.
I'm afraid that Miaozhu didn't even expect that Meng Yi had a magical method. Although there was a huge difference in strength, he was still able to pry open a crack and enter the huge bronze coffin without affecting the balance.
Now that Meng Yi has not escaped, it is absolutely inseparable from Miao Zhu, and Qin Yang will not give up on Meng Yi.
So it developed to the present stage, and everything returned to Miao Zhu's control, and followed Qin Yang along the way, and jumped in on his own initiative.
Because he is not afraid at all that he will never come out again.
After ten days, the demon mother will definitely pry open a crack again.
Whether the demon mother is keeping her promise, or the demon mother is doing it for herself, she has no other choice.
The person who might make her escape here, besides Qin Yang, is the totally untrustworthy Miao Zhu.
But now, these two people have all entered the giant bronze coffin.
The demon mother's complexion was pale. She felt that the matter had completely exceeded the limits of her control, and also beyond the limits of her imagination. She stood there, at a loss, looking at the compass blankly.
Ten days later, she had to pry open a gap again, but the result at that time had nothing to do with her, so let's look at Qin Yang's now.
But since Miao Zhu dared to go in, it means that he is definitely not going to suppress the evil dragon, so what is he going to do?
The black air all over the sky filled the space between the heaven and the earth, and above the sky, there was a crack. These pervasive black air turned into wolf smoke, billowing up, heading straight for that crack.
But after a short period of time, a blue light swayed from the sky, and the light became stronger and stronger, entangled with the black air.
When the crack above the sky completely disappeared, the blue light also flourished, suppressing all the black energy and falling into the earth again, disappearing without a trace.
As the black air slowly receded, Meng Yi's figure also appeared in mid-air, wisps of black air turned into ropes, binding his limbs and torso, preventing him from leaving.
At this time, those ropes crumbled and dissipated, turned into black air, submerged into the earth again and disappeared.
Meng Yi's complexion was pale, with a thin layer of black air covering his face, he lost consciousness and fell from the sky.
At this time, I saw a ray of divine light descending from the sky, carrying Meng Yi, and falling to the ground together, turning into the appearance of Qin Yang.
"Uncle Meng, are you okay?"
When Qin Yang touched the black air on Meng Yi's face, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and the cold breath instantly flicked his hand back.
Qin Yang thought for a while, took out the branches of the Three Lives Ghost Willow, and lightly swept it over Uncle Meng's face, the trace of black air, like a piece of dust, was swept away by the branches of the Three Lives Ghost Willow.
After a while, Meng Yi slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw Qin Yang, he smiled wryly.
"It's really wrong."
"What's wrong? Uncle Meng, are you okay?"
"I'm fine" Meng Yi sat up, his face still showing a trace of paleness: "It's right for me and my reflection to deduce the good and bad luck of divination together, but I misunderstood it. The result of my divination, my vitality lies in You, so I believe that you will definitely rush to the top of the mountain and take care of it, but I was wrong, you will not do a good job of taking care of it, but will come down in person when I can't get out."
"Uncle Meng, didn't you say that the fate lies with me, and now it's not the worst situation."
"You are wrong." Meng Yi shook his head and smiled wryly.
"My divination is just to determine good or bad luck, but I can't point out more specific things. No one can do it more specifically. Just divination is already a way of stealing the sky. I can tell the fate of you, but none of us can do it." I don't know where that trace of vitality is, the affairs of the world, the people of the world, even this piece of world, will leave a trace of vitality, but 99% of the time, no one will be able to find where that trace of vitality is." (Note Website website: www.hlnovel.com)?It¡¯s good to take care of me, but I was wrong. You will not do a good job of taking care of me, but you will come down in person when I can¡¯t get out. "
"Uncle Meng, didn't you say that the fate lies with me, and now it's not the worst situation."
"You are wrong." Meng Yi shook his head and smiled wryly.
"My divination is just to determine good or bad luck, but I can't point out more specific things. No one can do it more specifically. Just divination is already a way of stealing the sky. I can tell the fate of you, but none of us can do it." I don't know where the trace of vitality is, the affairs of the world, the people of the world, even in this world, will leave a trace of vitality, but 99% of the time, no one will be able to find where the trace of vitality is." (Note Website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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