Chapter 117 Qi Lao's Request

Xiaobai held the jade token in his chubby little hand and pressed it against the cold stone wall of the tall building.

A blurry shadow slowly condensed in front of her.

It was still the old man with white hair and beard, with anxiety and majesty between his brows, Mr. Qi.

It’s just that his whole temperament is different from when he was in the underworld.

"Little ghost, I knew you could open my Qi family's keepsake and save my granddaughter. I am really grateful." The shadow's voice was ethereal, but full of urgency.

Xiaobai blinked his big black eyes, said "hmm" in a baby voice, and nodded.

This old Qi looks even more anxious than the one in the scroll.

"My real name is Qi Zhengyuan, and I would like to ask a favor of your Highness the Goddess." The shadow bowed, keeping a very humble attitude.

"Please save my granddaughter, Qi Songlan. I have no way to get out, but I know that no one will save her. I will really be left without any relatives."

"She should be trapped in the secret room on the top floor of this building. Her life is in danger. I learned this when I risked my life to spy on the secrets of heaven. But I cannot change it."

Xiaobai's heart skipped a beat; something had indeed happened.

"Song Lan was born with a mutated wood spiritual root and was born in the Golden Core stage." Old Qi's voice had a hint of pride, which then turned into sorrow.

"I have been protecting her since she was a child, but in the end, I still had to leave. Although I tried my best to arrange everything before I left, she must have been harmed by a villain and used as the center of an evil formation."

"Please ask Her Highness the Goddess to take her away from here and send her to settle somewhere else..."

"I have very little soul power left. This is my last hope. Your Highness the Goddess begs you to save her."

"After the matter is accomplished, the goddess's great cause will be accomplished, and the day I leave the underworld will be the day for me to repay my gratitude."

After the shadow finished speaking, he looked at Xiaobai deeply, with endless worry and expectation, and gradually turned into a point of light and dissipated.

There was only a faint sigh in the air.

Xiaobai clenched the jade token tightly, with no expression on his face, but he took note of the task in his mind.

Save people first, then find a place to settle them.

As she was looking down in thought, a green vine that had been dormant on the edge of the third-floor window sill suddenly came to life.

call out.

The vine stretched out like a snake and wrapped around her white wrist with precision.

It didn't hurt, but instead there was a faint and urgent pulling sensation, as if urging me.

Xiaobai tilted his little head and looked at the green vines on his wrist with a little curiosity.

"Young master, there's something strange about this vine. It seems to be related to Mr. Qi's granddaughter. Let's follow it and take a look." The voice of the Heavenly Book sounded at the right time in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Yeah." Xiaobai responded obediently.

She stretched out her short legs, letting the vines lead her, and ran up the stairs.

The vines meandered upwards, shining with green light, and finally pointed to the door of an inconspicuous secret room on the top floor.

The door was ajar, leaving a gap.

Xiaobai stretched out his little hand and pushed gently.

With a creak, the door opened.

An extremely rich scent of grass and trees, mixed with a sickening faint smell of blood, hit my face.

Xiaobai wrinkled his nose and looked up.

On the stone platform in the center of the secret room, a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old was locked tightly around her limbs and neck by several dark black iron chains as thick as her arms.

Dark red runes flickered on the chains, emitting an aura of confinement.

The girl's eyes were closed, her long eyelashes covered her eyelids, and her face was so pale that it was almost transparent.

But her body was surrounded by a layer of rich, indissoluble green aura, full of vitality, yet suppressed by an invisible force.

It was Qi Songlan.

The stone platform beneath her feet was engraved with a huge and complex blood-colored formation totem.

Countless strange runes flowed and flashed, emitting an evil and cold aura, as if they were continuously draining something from Qi Songlan's body.

Xiaobai took small steps and approached cautiously.

Qi Songlan had no reaction, as if she had fallen into the deepest nightmare and had lost all perception of the outside world.

Like a delicate but soulless puppet.

"Sister." Xiaobai looked at her pale face, feeling a little uncomfortable, and called out softly.

No response.

She stretched out her little hand, and a tiny wisp of colorful spiritual power gathered at her fingertips, tentatively touching the black iron chain.

clang.

There was a muffled sound and sparks flew everywhere.

The chain didn't move at all, but instead caused Xiaobai's fingers to become slightly numb.

"Young master, this black iron chain is specially made. It is blessed with a blood sacrifice restriction that restrains wood spiritual roots. Breaking it forcibly will hurt the people inside." Tianshu immediately explained.

Xiaobai puffed up his cheeks. What should he do?

Just then, there was a sudden sound of footsteps and low voices of conversation downstairs.

"Young Master, the time is almost up. The master of the family is urging us to come." A flattering voice sounded.

"Got it. Tell them to prepare the reception formation." A male voice, as gentle as jade but inexplicably carrying a chill, responded.

It was that Zhuang Mohan, the son-in-law the maid was talking about. Xiaobai felt a tightness in his heart.

"Young master, hide quickly. This person has evil intentions." Tianshu's voice also became a little hurried.

Xiaobai reacted very quickly, and his big black eyes quickly scanned the secret room.

The heavenly book instantly marked an extremely hidden depression on the wall behind the stone platform in her sea of ​​consciousness, which was just big enough to accommodate her small body.

She flashed and slid in like a little civet cat, perfectly hidden by the shadow of the stone platform.

She just hid and held her breath.

The door of the secret room was pushed open again.

A young man dressed in luxurious brocade robe, with a handsome face and a gentle smile on his lips walked in.

It was the Qi family’s “good” son-in-law, Zhuang Mohan.

Behind him, there were two formation masters who were covered in black robes, with only a pair of sinister eyes showing.

Shen Mohan's gaze swept across Qi Songlan who was trapped by chains. There was no warmth in that gentle smile, only cold calculation.

"Get started." He ordered in a flat tone, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

A black-robed formation master immediately stepped forward and took out a few silver needles that were shining with cold light from his sleeves.

Phew.

Without hesitation, the silver needle accurately pierced the Yintang acupoint between Qi Songlan's eyebrows.

Xiaobai suddenly covered his mouth in the secret compartment, his eyes widened.

It looks like it hurts.

One drop, two drops... the blood essence, which was deep red with a hint of emerald green, was slowly drawn out from between Qi Songlan's eyebrows by a silver needle and floated in the air.

Another man in black robe immediately made hand gestures, muttered something, and cast out strange spells that penetrated into those drops of essence and blood.

Buzz...

The essence of blood suddenly glowed and shot towards the blank wall facing the stone platform.

The light exploded, and the wall rippled like water waves. Then, an extremely clear three-dimensional light and shadow was projected!

In the light and shadow, there is an ancient and solemn ancestral hall!

Inside the ancestral hall, there are densely packed spirit tablets of countless Qi family members.

What was shocking was that on the spirit tablets of at least dozens of core disciples, a green vine mark that was extremely similar to the blood-colored formation under Qi Songlan's feet clearly appeared.

Those marks were like maggots on the tarsal bones, tightly entwined on the phantoms of the spirit tablets representing those disciples.

"Oh, it's done." Shen Mohan looked at the scene in the light and shadow, and a sinister arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"As expected, the Qi family's core luck is connected to Qi Songlan, the 'natural furnace', through this bloodline formation."

"As long as we continue to extract her original wood spirit and blood essence, we can transfer the luck of these geniuses of the Qi family to our side little by little without anyone noticing."

"Marriage? What a joke.

Those old fools in the Qi family would never have dreamed that the marriage partner they were so proud of was actually digging up the foundation of their Qi family.

”

The cold words echoed in the secret room.

In the secret compartment, Xiaobai's little fists were clenched tightly, and for the first time, a flame of anger burned in his big black eyes.

It turns out that Grandpa Qi’s granddaughter and so many members of the Qi family were all plotted against by this bad guy named Zhuang Mohan and the people behind him.

This marriage was a huge conspiracy from beginning to end.

[Young master, I have a piece of news that may be of interest to you. The head of the Qi family has actually been replaced. This means that the current head of the Qi family is the third master of the Zhuang family.

I'm sorry, little master, I can't see clearly who the third master of the banker is trading with. It's the body possession technique. 】

[No need, I know who the fake Tiandao is, and he can't wait to have his pawns everywhere.]