novelones Chapter 695 Underground Palace
Chapter 695 Underground Palace
Ye Lige sneaked all the way, following the big zombie and a group of skeletons towards the depths of Qiuwu Mountain.
After walking around and walking through two rocky hills, Ye Lige was surprised to find that there was actually a formation in front of him.
Because of the existence of the formation, ordinary people from the outside world would not notice anything even if they accidentally bumped in.
If you can't get out, you will become a snack for zombies.
There was absolutely no way to escape. Even the fluctuations in space when Ye Lige arrived could arouse their vigilance, not to mention those mere mortals.
After passing through the formation, a bare landscape suddenly opened up.
"Well, is there really a foggy well?"
Eight skulls, carrying a large sedan, ran straight to the well mouth one meter away from the rising thick fog.
The strange scene once again refreshed Ye Lige's world view, but he saw that a cloud of mist suddenly enveloped the sedan.
In just one breath, all the eight skulls carrying the sedan disappeared.
Xiao Ke, "Little Fairy, is this really the way to the underworld?"
His eyes were unblinking and he was staring with good eyes.
"Giggle..."
Suo Bao laughed in the space, "You idiot, they are using a blind trick!"
Ye Lige comforted Xiaoke and said, "You have been poisoned by smoke!"
But I felt a little more wary in my heart.
The ordinary members of the Wuyu Mountain Worship Cult have Dabai and Suo Baoer who can charm the Golden Fairyland.
The fog in the foggy well of Qiuwu Mountain can actually affect Xiaoke.
Anyone who thinks that Xuanyuan's small world is an ordinary mortal world is really stupid.
The reason why Suo Baoer could see clearly was because he was in space and was not affected by the poisonous fog from the outside world, nor did he lose his correct judgment.
Ye Lige was not affected because of Xuelian who was spinning happily.
Under such circumstances, it is normal for Xiao Ke to be affected and make mistakes in judgment.
Xiao Ke:......
"Okay, but do we still want to follow?"
If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch the tiger's cubs?
If you don’t go in, how can you save Immortal Lingyu?
Ye Lige: "Shh, don't worry!"
After a while, a person walked out of the fog, the big zombie who was riding in the sedan before.
This guy was like a hound, sniffing around.
Ye Lige hid behind the stone, and even once, this guy almost walked past her.
However, this guy only relies on the red light in his eyes to identify, supplemented by the sense of smell in his nose.
Therefore, the existence of Ye Lige has become a perfect blind spot for zombies.
After the people left, Xiaoke twitched the leaves and said, "It's so exciting!"
In fact, Ye Lige said that if he didn't want him to lead the way, he would have killed this guy outside.
About a quarter of an hour later, the big zombie finally felt at ease. He shook off the dust on his body from smelling everywhere, and stepped out to the place where the sedan disappeared.
Still doing the same operation, a wisp of mist drifted over and he disappeared.
What the big zombie didn't expect was that when he brushed off the dust on his body, there was another dust-like particle stuck on his head.
With this dust-like thing, after a while the world was spinning, it was transported to another dimension.
That's right, that rotten dust is Ye Lige's portable space.
At this time, Ye Lige had brought Xiaoke back to the space.
The big zombie's feet did not touch the ground, and it floated directly forward.
Xiao Ke became more and more excited. As a sacred plant, he actually likes to read thrillers, suspense and ghost stories. Who can explain this!
The real version of desolation and ghostly atmosphere is more deeply rooted in people's hearts than the description in the novel.
"Ahhhh," Xiao Ke screamed, "Don't zombies want to live in coffins? Why are there still houses and villages?"
Zuo Baoer wrinkled his little nose and stuffed the half-eaten, drool-filled spiritual fruit directly into the middle of Xiao Ke's mouth-shaped leaves.
"Eat it!"
If you close your mouth, you won't yell anymore, and it won't affect everyone's viewing of third-level ghost movies.
The large zombie passed through the stone forest and floated directly to a courtyard in the center.
He knocked politely three times on the door, then hunched his head and hugged his shoulders, waiting for the door to open.
Not long after, there was a creak and the stone door opened silently.
The big zombie did not enter immediately. Instead, he straightened his clothes and even straightened the hat on his head.
If Ye Lige hadn't been prepared, he would have almost been pulled down.
A long and empty male voice came from the door, "Ha..., the general is back?"
The zombie man lowered his head and lowered his eyes, bowed three times and kowtowed, "General, I have seen my king!"
The king inside was very satisfied with his obedience and said, "I love you, I will be free without any courtesy!"
Asked: "But are there still bold people?"
The answer: "Everything is business as usual!"
The king inside sighed with regret, "What a pity!"
Why aren't there more of such high-quality blood food?
The big zombie man lowered his head. Although he did not speak, Ye Lige felt from his emotions the frustration of not being able to perform a meritorious service and not being able to capture more blood for his king.
"The general is incompetent!"
The people in the space who were about to watch the show looked at each other in confusion, "Could it be that there is an emperor living here?"
Ye Lige: "The dead king is still a king!"
Although he had penetrated into the enemy's interior, his second uncle had not yet been found, and Ye Lige did not want to be exposed for the time being.
Without using more means, it is natural that the world inside the gate cannot be seen.
The king said again: "Well done, reward!"
Then a high-pitched voice came from inside, "The king has a decree, reward me!"
Click, click, and a thin skeleton walked out from inside, holding half a cup of Yin Hong's liquid in his hand.
"Blood?"
Ye Lige frowned, "These things are isolated from the world, where can they get fresh plasma?
Could it be that the second uncle's blood was drawn?
No, I want to find my second uncle as soon as possible. "
The zombie man drank the plasma with tears of gratitude and handed the transparent cup to the little skeleton's hand again.
Some fine dust was stirred up during the action, and without anyone noticing, something as big as dust appeared on the little skeleton man.
The door slowly closed, and with the movement of the little skeleton, several people in the space felt that their eyes suddenly became brighter.
Xiao Ke: "Underground Palace!"
Suo Baoer: "So beautiful!"
Who would have thought that a door has an inside and an outside.
There are a dozen ordinary wooden houses scattered outside. The first impression is that of an ordinary village.
Stepping in, the golden walls are brilliant, the surrounding walls are inlaid with white moonstones, and the jade-paved floor is shiny.
The most valuable thing is that there is a large amount of fairy spiritual energy stored in jade.
The carved beams and painted pillars are extremely exquisite, and the golden dragons on the pillars of the main hall are lifelike, with each dragon holding a luminous pearl in its mouth.
Zuo Baoer pointed at the dragons and shouted, "Live, live!"
Ye Lige held him in her arms and took a bite on his little face, "It's not alive, but it's made of real dragon bones."
Not only are the dragon bones real, the treasures here may actually have been plundered from the Dragon Clan.
After all, there once were four great beasts in this world.
The Dragon Clan loves to collect all kinds of shiny treasures, and now these zombies are all cheap.
In the center of the main hall, there is an unexpected ten thousand year ice bed, with a person sitting on the bed.
Different from the zombie man with a big head that Ye Lige had seen before, this was a living person with blinking eyes and flesh and blood.
He is about thirty years old, wearing a jade crown on his head and a dragon robe embellished with gold threads. He has a lifelike complexion and an elegant posture. He holds his chin in one hand and holds a scroll in the other.
If it weren't for the basin of fresh plasma in front of him, anyone would regard him as a normal person.
The little skeleton man who was waiting on the side said softly: "Your Majesty, it's getting late. I'll let you rest while I serve you!"
Ye Lige: ...Mother, do you still need a palace concubine to sleep with you?