Hidden God·Dawn

The moon is as cool as water, and the breeze is blowing.

Except for the ruined stone paths and flower bushes, and the red slurry covering the ground, everything is as peaceful and peaceful as it was at the beginning, without any change.

Before running to the wide stone steps, Mu Qing finally slowed down, looked up at the grand hall at the end of the stone steps, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

On the top of the tall temple, the quiet moonlight shines between the eaves and tiles, reflecting the clear outline of the dragon's head, like thin lightning.The beam of light that passed over the dragon's tooth became a little bit cold, shining under the sky together with the surrounding stars.

"It's so high!" Looking at the dragon's head shrunk to the size of a bird's egg because it was too far away, he couldn't help sighing.

Even though the road ahead is confusing and good and bad are unpredictable, it is better to have someone who is neither human nor demon by your side, than to face these endless crises alone.

But... what is this place, what does he want to do?Where do you want to take yourself?How should I get out of trouble and leave this weird island?

Many doubts echoed in his mind, but there was still no answer.

Subconsciously looking at the strange boy who had reached the middle of the stone steps, Mu tilted his head and thought for a while, worried that he would slap him to death before he finished his conversation, so he curled his lips and angrily dismissed the question idea.

"Alas!" Sighing slightly, he braced himself up and stepped up the stone steps.

The wound on his body has gradually ceased to ooze blood, and the feeling of pain has also eased a little, but his body is still tired. Thinking of the scene of those muscles shrinking into Hancheng's palm just now, Mu Qing couldn't help shivering. Climbing up, frowning, muttering depressingly: "What's the origin of this guy?"

After climbing eighty steps like this, Mu Qing was so tired that he was out of breath and wanted to sit down.

Since entering the island, his mind has been tense and depressed, and he was treated like that by Han Cheng, and now he can only follow him like a dog. Mu Qing, who has always had a bad temper, can't help but feel a little irritable.

At the moment when Hancheng was not by his side, he finally couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Fuck, I'm almost exhausted, you don't know how to come down and help me up? You don't have any grace at all! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! . . . "

He scolded his mother very vigorously, but he didn't know that his appearance was so fucking incompetent, Mu Qing bowed his body and gasped for breath, his feet trembled slightly and seemed disobedient.

"What the hell, is this stone step fine?" When she reached the 1th step, Mu Qing looked at the first step in front of her, which was almost a person's height, and was suddenly a little dumbfounded.

"Fuck! Bully me?" The irritability in his heart took the opportunity to spread, and the "fuck" came one after another, and he couldn't stop. He stared at the steps in front of him, Xu Yu took a deep breath, He jumped up on his toes.

However, he didn't know that this was where the face appeared just now.

At this moment, a blowfly came out of nowhere, buzzing and rushing towards me!

"Ah!" Mu Qing blurted out, but the little thing just crashed into the throat.

The breath of zhenqi he forcefully raised dissipated in an instant, and his body immediately fell from mid-air, and fell heavily on the stone steps. Then, the figure rolled straight down like a ball, and it took a long time to hear the sound of "bang" There was a muffled sound, and the whole earth seemed to tremble again.

"Cough...cough...fuck! Where are the flies...cough...cough...seeking death...also...cough...don't look for me either! Fuck...a whole body of bones... It fell apart...cough cough...cough...cough...that's bad luck! If it weren't for the deep foundation, an ordinary person would have fallen to his death!" Another fall on his back, Mu Qing hissed and gasped, his face writhing in pain In a ball, holding his throat with his hands, he coughed and cursed angrily.

After a long while, his breathing finally calmed down. He groaned and climbed up, looked down at the broken gravel road under his feet, and then looked up at the long stone steps. His face instantly fell down, and he shook his head, feeling extremely frustrated.

However, seeing Han Cheng's figure drifting away, he still had a bitter face and raised his right foot.

At that moment, a strange sound suddenly came from a distance, as if some kind of insect was flapping its wings and buzzing in the air.

Another fucking dead fly?

Just a momentary hesitation, Mu Qing's right foot fell back to the ground with a "click". However, when he raised his head angrily, he froze suddenly, and his face changed drastically in an instant.

A wasp the size of a human head had already rushed to the front, and the moment it raised its head with a strong wind, its buzzing sound suddenly rang in the ears like thunder. Those bloody eyes further proved its unusualness.

Its speed was very fast, it was more than ten feet away just now, and it was approaching in the blink of an eye. With his current physical condition, it was impossible to dodge it, and it was too late to even draw his sword.

At that moment, Mu Qing's eyes widened when he saw the double jaws that opened and closed slightly like sharp pincers, and before he could scream, his body instinctively fell backwards.

The wind suddenly became fierce, whistling from behind, blowing the hair full of black hair high.

At that moment, Han had just stepped on the last stone step, but he didn't even turn his eyes sideways when he heard the strange movement. He just quickly stretched his five fingers backwards, and the crimson muscle tendons shot out like an arrow. When the hornet's six slender legs were about to pounce on Mu Qing's face, it pierced into its head with a "poof".

In an instant, the black sticky juice exploded in the air along with the head, and the headless bee body fell to the ground sadly.

At the moment when the muscle pierced the hornet's head, it was only two inches away from Mu Qing's eyebrows, but at the next moment like lightning, it suddenly separated from it, like a pair of open hands, wrapping around his waist, and then With a "swish", it retracted extremely quickly, passing hundreds of feet of high steps in an instant.

"Thank you!" Mu Qing stood in front of the main hall, leaning against the white jade railing beside her, panting heavily from shock.

The moonlight was like water, gently swaying, the young man stood silently, his expression unmoved, his upright figure was calm and determined like a stone sculpture.

He didn't speak, and he didn't turn his head to look at him. His empty eyes were indifferent and stagnant, and he was quietly staring ahead.

Mu Qing slowly stood up straight and followed his gaze curiously, but she suddenly perked up.

In front of the tall palace gate, a person was standing in the shadow under the eaves, facing the two of them.

With the bright moonlight, Yixi could see that the man's hair was messy and slender, it seemed to be covered with blood, covering the whole face, but one eye, a blood-red eye, was exposed.

This person was dressed in bright red brocade clothes, as if soaked in blood, gorgeous and noble but full of bloody breath, his figure was obviously a man, and he was staring at them coldly at this moment, with a strange and chilling aura rushing towards his face.

Mu Qing slowly raised her hand and held it on the hilt behind her back.

After a silent confrontation for a moment, Han Cheng suddenly stepped out and walked towards him.

Mu Qing followed silently, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with her right hand.

Hancheng's footsteps are calm, his breath is steady, and he walks slowly on the clear moon, as if there is nothing in front of him.

The distance between the two sides was not far, and soon, he walked into the shadow under the eaves and walked in front of the man.

However, facing the man in brocade clothes right in front of him, he didn't stop at all, and continued walking calmly, as if he didn't see this man at all!

However, the moment he passed by the man in brocade clothes, he quickly glanced at the back of the man from the corner of his eyes, and there was a long knife with the handle slanted upwards.

Mu Qing, who was following behind, was a little vigilant, and his footsteps were slower than Hancheng, but at this moment, he looked at the motionless man in surprise, hesitated for a moment, took a few steps around, and ran towards the boy.

"It's just a sculpture!" Suddenly, Han Cheng spoke in a low voice, his calm voice could not tell the emotion, he didn't know if he was speaking to the young man behind him, to himself, or to the enemies in the hall.

"Ah?" Mu Qing's steps slowed down, and only then did he notice that the man was not wearing shoes, and his feet were connected to the floor.

"...It's really a statue!" He secretly exclaimed in his heart: "The sculpture is so realistic, I don't know which great god's masterpiece it is!"

After passing the statue, the chilling and strange aura became stronger in the darkness, like invisible tentacles, creeping out from the gap of the closed temple door.

The dark palace is like a sleeping monster, and this door is its bloody mouth, waiting for its prey to throw itself into the net.

Han stopped, raised his hand and gently pressed his palm on the cold doornail, but did not push it away immediately, but slowly closed his eyes, carefully distinguishing the noise inside.

The ubiquitous oppressive atmosphere spread everywhere, and the bone-piercing cold leaked out from the hall, eroding everything around.

What is hidden behind this closed door?

The touch in the palm was cold and hard. As expected, the hall separated by the door was filled with slight and dense trembling sounds, as if the wings of some kind of insect were vibrating at high speed, and they were constantly moving. Nothing out of the ordinary.

Listening carefully to those high-frequency vibrations and their moving range, Han Cheng silently counted the number of poisonous insects inside.

With a "boom", suddenly, the closed palace door opened by itself!

At that moment, countless wasps the size of a human head rushed out, but Han Cheng's attention was not distracted by them, and his sharp eyes caught more than a dozen dim gray shadows in an instant, flashing among the poisonous insects, If it hadn't been prepared early, it would never have been discovered!