Reborn as a Poisonous Woman

Chapter 145 Bringing the Blood Demon Cult's Lair 2
However, at the age of 25, this martial arts prodigy suddenly went mad and died.

Rumor has it that the appearance of death is extremely terrifying, only his wife and children can recognize it, and no one else can recognize it.

Zhou Qiqi stared at the tablet for three seconds, then stretched out her hand.

I took it, but didn't pick it up.

Zhou Qiqi looked thoughtfully, glanced around, and finally landed on the altar.

"Push that altar, push it over there."

The two soldiers quickly stretched out their hands, and according to Zhou Qiqi's intention, pushed the altar away.

After pushing for about one and a half meters, it seemed to be stuck by something and could no longer be pushed.

Zhou Qiqi looked at the tablets in front of him, knocked down one of them, and turned the other one, before turning his gaze back to the tablet of Lu Zhen.

"Go away." Zhou Qiqi said.

The two soldiers pushing the table hurried away upon hearing this.

After Zhou Qiqi confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the top, she picked up the tablet in her hand.

A little heavy, she exerted a little strength.

The tablet looks light and fluffy, but there is a rope tied underneath it, and as the rope is pulled, the ground where the altar table was pushed away sinks, revealing a passage.

The passage had just been opened, and a word came out of it: "It's time to burn incense again."

This should be some kind of secret signal. The soldiers were confused and didn't know what to do when they saw their Highness Wang Ji take out a bottle, pinched his nose and poured some powder down the passage.

What the hell is that a gust of wind blew up on the flat ground, and all the powder was blown in.

Zhou Qiqi put away the bottle calmly, and was about to walk into the passage first.

"No, Your Highness." The soldiers' expressions changed, and they quickly stopped Zhou Qiqi.

With them here, how could His Royal Highness Wang Ji go first.

If something happened to Her Royal Highness Wang Ji, how many heads would they have to chop off?

Zhou Qiqi didn't fight to go down first, this is a very normal thing, although they are all born as human beings, the distinction between high and low has always been like this.

Even in the modern society before the end of the world, there is not much fairness to speak of, and employers will never take risks for bodyguards.

Even if she was worried that these soldiers would be in danger, she would not break this inherent rule.

A few soldiers walked in front, and soon found two Gorefiend cultists who had fainted on the ground, obviously drugged.

Realizing that the opponent was a member of the Gorefiend Sect, several soldiers raised their knives without hesitation, intending to kill him.

"Don't kill them."

Zhou Qiqi stopped them and explained, "The Blood Demon teaches people to be particularly sensitive to blood. Once something is wrong, it will be very difficult for us to save them."

The eyes of the soldiers lit up when they heard the words, and one of the soldiers asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, but are all our captured brothers here?"

This soldier had a younger brother who happened to be among the captured soldiers, so he was very anxious.

Zhou Qiqi didn't finish talking, after all, it was her first time visiting this place, and even the switch to enter this underground palace was just heard.

"It's very possible." That's all Zhou Qiqi could say.

Although the bloody smell in the air lingered for a long time, Zhou Qiqi didn't smell much fresh blood. If something happened to so many people, it would be impossible to have this bloody smell.

"...Be careful in all things. I'm afraid there will be a lot of institutions here. I don't want to see you guys not rescued, but put myself in it instead."

Seeing that it was almost time for everyone to come in, Zhou Qiqi gave an order for them to split up.

And she led a group of people towards the direction with the strongest smell of blood.

Although I don't know what will be encountered in this direction, but the smell of blood is so strong, it is definitely not a good place.

At this time, the members of the Gorefiend Sect didn't know that the underground palace had been broken into. Most of them had already accepted the mission and left, leaving only a small part of them here to guard.

They are very confident that this place will not be discovered, the entrance is so secret, and the mechanism is so clever, they think it is difficult to find anything.

Therefore, when Zhou Qiqi brought a group of people to the opposite side of the blood pond, he surprised a group of high-level officials of the Blood Demon Cult who were arguing.

Just now they were discussing how to bring Zhou Qiqi in, but they saw someone.

Senior members of the Blood Demon Cult: ...

Zhou Qiqi was wondering why there were so few people in the Blood Demon Cult, and they thought they all got the news and ran away, but they didn't expect all the important people to be here.

She observed, frowning.

The blood demon leader is not here.

"Yo, they're all in a meeting, what are they talking about, can you tell me about it?" Zhou Qiqi didn't look at the opposite side when she spoke, but looked down at the blood pool.

There is blood accumulation all the year round, and the blood pool stinks badly, worse than septic tanks.

However, such a smelly place is the treasure land of the Gorefiend Cult. They will gather here once a month to practice.

"Zhou Wangji, if there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and if there is no way to hell, you choose yourself. It seems that you don't need to spend any more effort to bring you in today. It's really a gratifying thing." Ouyang Jing couldn't stop laughing. The sword pointed at Zhou Qiqi.

When the soldiers saw it, they immediately raised their knives.

"Don't you Zhou Wangji boast that you are powerful, why did you bring a group of people to die?" Ouyang Jing looked behind her and found that there were many soldiers, so his face was not very good-looking.

Have all those guards eaten shit?With so many people coming in, there wasn't even a single one who could send a message.

Unexpectedly, just as he was thinking this way, he heard his subordinates come to report.

"Lord Blood Envoy, a group of soldiers has broken in." The Blood Demon Cultist was deeply injured and knelt on the ground.

Ouyang Jing kicked it over: "Do you still need to say it? Can't I see it by myself?"

The Gorefiend Cultist who was kicked flew upside down a few meters away and fell to the ground. Their eyes fell on Zhou Qiqi and his party, and they felt that something was wrong.

But before he could say anything, he passed out.

With a gloomy face, Ouyang Jing raised his hand and said, "Give me the blood envoy to kill them."

Hua Luo turned his head and looked at the colleagues beside him: "Everyone, since Wang Ji has appeared, why don't we work together to take her down?"

Naturally, several senior members of the Blood Demon Sect would not object, and immediately drew their weapons and killed Zhou Qiqi.

The Gorefiend taught people to take shortcuts in cultivation, so their martial arts cultivation was not low, and one could defeat a hundred of the soldiers she brought.

Such a high price is really a loss.

But Zhou Qiqi wasn't too worried. Seeing the blood demon cultivator killing towards her, she calmly took out the bottle.

At the same time, the soldier over there also took out the bottle, just like the dime in her hand.

The disciples of the Gorefiend Cult looked at the soldiers with bloodthirsty and cruel eyes, and flew over with a sneer.

"No, this stench is poisonous. Hurry up and call..." A Gorefiend cultivator found out and immediately yelled, but before he could finish his words, he rolled his eyes and fell unconscious on the ground.

It was a bit late to say this, and by the time the Gorefiend Cultists realized something was wrong, most of them had already accidentally inhaled the stench.

(End of this chapter)