Chapter 18: In the Wind and Clouds of Jinchi

A face-faced woodcutter was breaking out of the next room, and the phantom of the crane just now was released by him.

The three of them originally hit Lan Yuer with all their strength, but they didn't expect that the yellow finch was disturbed by the crane shadow, which made it impossible to attack or retreat at this time.

Lan Yuer was charming. She didn't expect that Ruiyun would come out to help. Even if Ye Guhong and the three of them had excellent swordsmanship, they were by no means her and Ruiyun's opponents.

Zeyu gritted his teeth and simply risked his life. The sword spirit on the sword plummeted violently, rushing like a mountain torrent, and the sword light was even more **, rushing to Lan Yuer with the momentum of pounding the yellow dragon.

Shen Xinyu was shocked by Ruiyun's sudden attack, withdrew the original attack of the sword spirit, bullied the frost sword and swing the sword front, and went against the winged shadow crane. The snow-like sword gas spewed out, blowing the shadow cranes into a mess, and the sound of bursting was endless. The surrounding residents thought that there were some firecrackers in the Jinchi Inn.

Ye Guhong quickly weighed the pros and cons in his heart. The attacker was surprised. If he wanted to attack Lan Yuer recklessly, he was afraid that if he could not hurt her, he would be hurt by the attacker. The gains would not be worth the losses. He quickly put away the moon sword like Shen Xinyu. The bright light was shining, the moon arc was cut repeatedly, and several shadow cranes burst into smoke.

At this time, only Zeyu cut his sword to Lan Yuer. Lan Yuer sneered in her heart. His strength alone could not constitute any threat at all. Although his sword was fierce, his strength was far from deep enough for her.

Lan Yuer's feet suddenly floated, and her red sleeves were wild. She was no longer as agile as before. She became full of evil spirits and staggered each other, as if she had gone crazy.

"The devil is in chaos!" As soon as Lan Yuer's words fell, the red sleeves were even crazier. They were angry on the left and right sides of Lan Yuer, as if they had turned into two ferocious faces of monsters, spitting out blood and hiss and hiss.

The strong wind suddenly rose, and the sword light that Ze Yu tried to pierced was suddenly be wiped away like ice and snow melting. Only the dragon Xiaojian pointed straight at it and could not enter.

There is a gem-like red light in Lan Yuer's eyes, covering up the original charming color. It is extremely mysterious, with long hair floating straight, like a demon in the wild red sleeves.

Zeyu took the initiative to attack, and naturally took the brunt. His mirror-like eyes were full of red dance sleeves, and his long sleeves fluttered as if to be inserted into his eyes. For a moment, all kinds of fierce demons appeared in his mind, with sheep's horns coming out of his brain, blood overflowing eyes, and fangs shining with cold light, all kinds of appearances. At the same time, there was a coolness pene into his heart, encroaching on his mind, and the magic dance in his mind made him unable to move.

Ye Guhong and Shen Xinyu both had the same situation. They were deterred by Lan Yuer and couldn't move. It should be known that this "Magic Chaos" is the most proud illusion in the Red Devil Altar, especially Lan Yuer, with the help of red sleeves to disturb the opponent's vision first, and then erode her mind, and naturally achieve success. But if the unstable person casts this trick, I'm afraid he will fall into madness before disturbing people's minds.

Lan Yuer's red eyes converberated, and the red sleeves slowly returned to her side and rolled back on her delicate jade hands.

With a gentle wave of their hands, the three fell and fainted.

"Thank you, Ruiyun, for your help. The little woman is very grateful here." Lan Yuer bent slightly to salute.

Ruiyun, dressed as a woodcutter, snorted disdainfully and looked at the three people who fell in the corridor, "What are you going to do with them?"

"Let's lock them up first, but we can't let them ruin my big deal."

"It's better to kill them directly." Ruiyun said coldly.

Lan Yuer's eyes seemed to laugh at Ruiyun's ignorance and short-sightedness, but said, "All three of them are excellent disciples of Qianjianmen, and one of them is Ze Kunyun's son. Once they are killed, can you expect the consequences?

Ruiyun sneered and said, "What about Qianjianmen? What about Ze Kunyun? It is always a hidden danger for you to keep them in the world.

Lan Yuer has a set of thoughts and is too lazy to talk to him. Wen Zicheng came out of the room and heard the sound of fighting just now, but he didn't expect that the three people of Qianjianmen came.

"Carry them in and tie them up." Lan Yuer ordered a few words, and Wen Zicheng hurriedly did so.

When Chen Rufeng saw that Wen Zicheng had brought Zeyu into the room first, he couldn't help showing surprise. He was about to take action, but he was first pressed on his shoulder by Ruiyun and made him unable to move. Ye Guhong and Shen Xinyu were also moved in one after another. Chen Rufeng's face had long been pale and bloodless. Seeing that they closed their eyes and were in a coma, they were anxious and did not know whether they were in risk of life.

"What did you do to them?" Lan Yuer finally stepped in and was questioned by Chen Rufeng. The three were thrown in the corner by Wen Zicheng, and the worry in Chen Rufeng's eyes was looked at by Lan Yuer. The corners of her mouth raised gently, stroked her hair, and ignored Chen Rufeng's question.

The more Chen Rufeng looked at their faces, the more inappropriate they felt. They seemed to be trapped in great fear and couldn't extricate themselves, resulting in fainting so far. In a hurry, they did not notice that they were slaughtered in other people's hands at this moment. They said fiercely, "Say it!"

"They have nothing. They just got my illusion and had a nightmare." Lan Yuer said lightly.

"Meizun, I'm afraid that someone will investigate here. Why don't we move the position first and discuss it in the secret altar?" Wen Zicheng quickly made a clear statement and proposed to Lan Yuer.

Lan Yuer raised her eyebrows, thought for a moment, and said, "As you said, let's go to the secret altar."

"You, carry her!" Wen Zicheng pointed to Shen Xinyu and ordered Chen Rufeng. Chen Rufeng was a little hesitant, and he threatened to laugh, "If you want them to be safe, you have to listen to me!"

Chen Rufeng is now at an absolute disadvantage. He can only whisper, gritted his teeth, and carried Shen Xinyu up. Wen Zicheng rudely carried Zeyu on his shoulder like a cargo. Ruiyun picked up Ye Guhong in one hand, and everyone followed Mei Zun and led her way to the so-called "secret altar".

The secret altar is actually in the golden pool of the patio.

Lan Yuer gently rolled up her red sleeves and walked to the golden pool. Under the light of the stars and moon, the golden light in the golden pool flows brilliantly, as if to spewing out the golden spring. The beautiful appearance of Lan Yuer is reflected in the pool, which is like being coated with a layer of gold, which adds more nobleness.

She inserted one hand into the pool, causing a ripple expansion. Her hand seemed to pull some mechanism in it, and she faintly heard a "squeak" from the pool, and was soon covered by the sound of water.

A floor next to the golden pool slowly moved away, revealing a dark passage entrance. A staircase extends into the ground. The entrance is not very spacious and can only allow one person to pass through at a time.

Lan Yuer went first, and Chen Rufeng was sandwiched between Ruiyun and Wen Zicheng, holding Shen Xinyu down the dark ladder.

The slippery stone walls seem to have several water droplets attached to it. These stone walls are used for lighting and emit blue fluorescence. However, the further down, the cold is getting deeper. The people present are all masters, so naturally they will not be afraid of this cold.

The ladder is not long, and it will soon reach the end. Walking here, there is a large underground hall with bright torches on the four walls. Except for being more spacious, the rest of the layout is similar to the living room on the ground.

Chen Rufeng slowly put down Shen Xinyu, and Lan Yuer went straight to the main seat, put one foot on the seat, and half lay and half sat in a very seductive posture.

"What the hell did you do to them?" Chen Rufeng questioned harshly, completely ignoring the truth in his body, and there was no bargaining capital at all.

Lan Yuer rubbed her flame lips with her hand and smiled, "They were sent by Ze Kunyun to inspect our Red Devil Altar. Unexpectedly, they bumped them straight, and I had to do it."

Chen Rufeng moved his hand to the angry wind sword and stood in front of Ye Guhong. Although he was the power of ants, he would do his best to save their lives.

"Originally, it's impossible not to kill them." Lan Yuer looked at the refined ring in her hand, looked at Chen Rufeng's tense face, and smiled, "Only the alliance leader is willing to agree to my previous request, and I will let them go."

Chen Rufeng trembled and stared at her and said, "Are you using them to blackmail me?"

"You are a smart person. If you promise us one request, you can get back three lives. You will definitely make no profit." Lan Yuer said cunningly.

Chen Rufeng chok and couldn't make up his mind.

On the one hand, there are three human lives, and on the other hand, it promotes the revival of the evil way of the demon family. Where can he go?

Looking at the three people of Qianjianmen who fainted, Chen Rufeng's eyes flashed with hesitation.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes first, and looked at Lan Yuer, "Okay, I'll do what you want. But you have to swear first, don't go back on your word, and don't wait for me to sign the edict against them.

Lan Yuer smiled and said, "Of course, I, Lan Yuer, swore that day that if I break my promise, my face will be ruined and I will die."

To know that appearance is more important than life for a woman, especially Lan Yuer, who is known as charming. She swears by her beautiful face that Chen Rufeng has no reason to believe it.

"B get paper and pen." Chen Rufeng's voice was as deep as a pool. Lan Yuer waved her hand, and Wen Zicheng took out the pen and white paper dipped in ink from a dark room in the hall. Chen Rufeng took the pen and paper, and his hands were like being crushed by a thousand pounds of stone. Every time he wrote a word, his hands would be red and painful, and his heart was more solemn. But human life was at risk. He took another look at the three people of Qianjianmen, bit their teeth, and continued to write.

After signing, his hand holding the paper was still trembling. Wen Zi grabbed it with one hand and looked at it. He was very satisfied and respectfully handed it to Lan Yuer.

Lan Yuer took a sweep, smiled at the corners of her mouth, and said happily to Chen Rufeng with a stiff face, "A promise, I will let them go, but I must take the unique 'memory water' of our Red Devil Altar to erase their memories of the past two days." After saying that, she motioned to Wen Zicheng with her eyes. Wen Zicheng took out a bottle and shook it. There was ** shaking against the wall of the bottle.

"Wait!" Chen Rufeng stopped Wen Zicheng, and his eyes were full of suspicion.

Lan Yuer saw through his mind and smiled, "Do you think I will give them poison?"

"Your Red Devil Altar has always been vicious, which makes people suspicious." Chen Rufeng said and stared at Wen Zicheng, "Try it first. I want to see if this so-called 'memory water' is fraudulent!"

Wen Zicheng sneered, "You mud monster still show off to me in this situation? Let me tell you, even if I ask them to drink poison, you can't stop me!" With that, he had pried open the mouths of the three people, poured the water from the bottle into their mouths and sent them into their throats.

Chen Rufeng looked at Wen Zicheng, angry and helpless, and had to hope that the bottle was really not poison.

After feeding them with memory water, Wen Zicheng took them to the ground one by one.

The firelight is faint, and the light and dark fireworks seem to be burning on the faces of Lan Yuer, Chen Rufeng and Ruiyun.

Chen Rufeng suddenly took out a brocade box from his arms, took out a pill in the brocade box, and said righteously, "This is the last magic elixir!"

As soon as the hand was pinched, the Danwan broke into pieces, the palms opened, and the pieces fell to the ground.

"From now on, there will be no arrears between you and the Red Devil Altar!" Chen Rufeng shouted sharply, and his voice echoed in the hall. Although he was a little angry, he was also quite determined.

Lan Yuer put one hand on her neck and smiled leisurely, "Since Master Chen Meng has made up his mind, I can't give more opinions."

"There is no arrears between you and the Red Devil Altar, but you owe me, now it's time to settle it." Ruiyun's voice sounded, and a murderous intention suddenly surged towards Chen Rufeng.