Ji Yao took a tentative step forward.

Unexpectedly, the blood jade pounced towards her like a dog smelling a bone.

The speed was so fast that even Ji Yao had difficulty dodging.

"If you have something to say, please talk to me nicely. Don't act so worthless..."

While running wildly in the spiritual ball.

Ji Yao tried to persuade this strange blood jade with kind words.

We chased each other for a long time.

A sudden flash of inspiration came to Ji Yao's mind. This thing was placed here by the ancestor of the Shenmu clan.

It's like she put it here.

So, will she harm herself?

I don't think so...

Ji Yao immediately slammed on the brakes.

Unexpectedly, he was hit by the Blood Jade who was pressing him step by step.

She watched helplessly as the blood jade pierced through her chest.

In the last second before he fainted, a Chinese quintessence flashed through Ji Yao's mind.

Just when Ji Yao fell into coma.

The blood jade that had disappeared suddenly turned into a drop of bright red blood and disappeared on Ji Yao's forehead.

In an instant, the golden spiritual power ball turned into golden spiritual power and penetrated into her body.

Like a weary bird returning to its nest...

As the golden spiritual power ball disappeared into the empty space.

Everything that was originally in Ji Yao's eyes fell apart in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the simple space turned into a palace painted with golden forbidden spells.

The whole body is decorated with white jade, with colorful roof ridges and glittering mandarin duck palace tiles...

It also adds a bit of vitality to this space.

The wind blowing from somewhere gently brushed Ji Yao's face.

Like a naughty child, he gently moved her tightly closed eyes.

A moment later.

Ji Yao, who was lying on the ground, had his eyelashes trembling slightly and opened his eyes.

What comes into view is a silent and magnificent palace...

What rings in my ears is the sound of gurgling brook.

Looking at this familiar scene, Ji Yao was shocked.

He jumped up from the ground like a carp and looked around warily.

Illusion?

Otherwise, how to explain the palace in front of me.

This was the mysterious palace she had seen in the Wuwang Palace of the Shenmu Clan...

Ji Yao was just about to reach out and push open the door of the palace.

Suddenly, there was a creaking sound, and the palace door seemed to be pushed open by an invisible hand.

The scenery inside the palace seemed to be free of charge and she was looking at it...

Literally.

Ji Yao's eyes bore a weight that they shouldn't have to bear.

She squatted down, covering her eyes which were swollen and painful.

After a long time, Ji Yao raised his head and glared at the palace in front of him.

You are such a fool, you are living in such a dangerous world.

He actually laughed at her for not opening the inherited memory!

Stuffing all these messed up memories into her head.

When she recycles trash?

This is simply too much!

For some reason, Ji Yao seemed to feel that the palace in front of him shook.

This illusion is so timid?

Are you scared just because you stare at me?

Ji Yao instantly moved at lightning speed and rushed into the palace.

Standing in the familiar place in his memory, Ji Yao looked up at the empty wall.

Then he laughed arrogantly:

"Dog Fantasy, do you have the ability to make that mural as well?"

"I can't even copy anything, I only care about the beginning and not the end..."

Speaking of this, Ji Yao felt the wine jug in the storage ring constantly banging.

As she observed the place, she comforted the wine pot: "Little brother, this is fake! Do you know it's an illusion?"

Seeing that Jiuhu was determined not to turn back until he hit the wall, Ji Yao sighed slightly.

Whatever.

Today, let you accept the whipping of society...

With a thought, the wine jug appeared before his eyes.

Watch as it injects life force into the blank wall just as it did before.

Ji Yao grabbed it in a hurry.

"You can't be blinded by one thing! This..."

Having said this, Ji Yao glanced at the changes on the wall and suddenly got stuck.

The same mural...

But...the bright red blood in the lower left corner of the mural has disappeared.

Only then did Ji Yao put away his indifferent attitude and slowly looked at everything in the palace.

This is not an illusion.

She could come to this place again.

There is a high probability that it is related to the blood jade.

So, why did Blood Jade bring her here?

While Ji Yao lowered her head in thought, the wine jug in her hand flew up uncontrollably.

He crossed the courtyard and flew quickly along the corridors carved with dragons and painted with phoenixes, heading deeper into the palace.

Ji Yao frowned and watched it disappear in the blink of an eye, then resigned himself to following it.

If you tell others about this, they will laugh their heads off.

Those around her who have a little self-awareness all have their own ideas.

He doesn't take his master seriously at all.

He followed with curses, not even bothering to appreciate the surrounding scenery.

When Ji Yao hurried to catch up with the wine pot.

It was found parked under an independent building - Sacrifice.

Sacrifice?

What to offer sacrifice?

This name is too weird.

Could this be the ancestral hall of the Shenmu clan?

The doubts in Ji Yao's heart grew like a snowball.

Too bad the door is closed.

It's obvious that outsiders are not welcome to enter.

Ji Yao had just thought of this and was about to grab the wine jug and go somewhere else.

Suddenly, she found that the door in front of her slowly opened its arms towards her...

Ji Yao paused.

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