Throw a stone to decide your fate, escape this dungeon,

"Linghu Luoxi and the other two should send two stronger disciples to sneak in secretly. We can't let the demons find us. A head-on confrontation is not a good idea now."

Qin Ling was somewhat dissatisfied that his favorite disciple was actually going to save a little girl, but he had no choice. Meng Fu turned around and arranged for Nangong Wanqing to go.

Yan Hui clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and stepped forward, saying, "Sect Master! I want to go too! My father is the lord of the southeastern city. After rescuing Miss Linghu and the other two, you can go to my father's place!"

Lu Heng nodded, and the three of them immediately got ready after receiving the order. Shen Chuwei took out Jiuchenjun and threw it upwards. The red umbrella spun several times in the air. In the blink of an eye, the two of them were teleported to the vicinity of the Demon Clan, and Yan Hui came to the City Lord's Mansion.

Nangong Wanqing pulled a magical weapon from his mustard seed bag. It flapped its wings and flew to the right, with the two following closely behind. The environment was dim, and they couldn't use the fire control talisman. They groped their way into a secret room. As soon as they entered, the door behind them slammed shut.

Jiang Yeqing quickly drew his Wujue Sword and observed cautiously. Nangong Wanqing conjured a ball of fire from his palm, illuminating the surroundings.

The two were surrounded by thorns, and the door behind them disappeared. The thorns were full of blood-red roses, bright and plump, mouth-watering, each flower representing a person.

Jiang Yeqing frowned, raised his sword and slashed fiercely, but only left a deep mark, "What is this thing?! Why is it so hard!"

"I've seen it in the library, but I only know that it is bloodthirsty and the tip is easier to cut off." Nangong Wanqing replied, waving his sword.

"Then how do we get out?"

"Do you see the red light over there? Let's go there first!" Nangong Wanqing stopped and pointed at the faint red light in front of him.

The two men cleared the thorns ahead, slowly carving a path. The closer they got to the red light, the brighter it became. Nangong Wanqing made a final blow, splitting the thorns and looking towards the red light.

Thorns surrounded the red light, protecting it but also trapping it. There was always a voice in the two men's hearts, urging them to take the red light away.

Just as Jiang Yeqing was about to chop with his sword, a thorn came flying towards him. Nangong Wanqing's eyes flashed, and he chopped it off with his sword. Jiang Yeqing paused, "How about you come and take it, and I'll protect you?"

Thorns rushed towards them one after another, but Nangong Wanqing cut them off with his sword and stood behind Jiang Yeqing, "No need! Hurry up!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yeqing turned around without hesitation and continued to cut thorns. As if in danger, more and more thorns came towards him. The thorns swung fiercely, and Nangong Wanqing turned sideways, and his arm was scratched by another thorn.

Jiang Yeqing's hands were also covered in blood, but he didn't dare to stop for a moment. A thorn tightly wrapped around Nangong Wanqing's ankle, and the sharp spikes pierced into his flesh.

The thorns surged like waves, and Nangong Wanqing was unable to move. At this critical moment, Jiang Yeqing threw away the sword, forcibly pried it apart with both hands, and quickly took out the red light. In an instant, the thorns stopped, and the red light slowly turned into a red bead.

Nangong Wanqing endured the pain and cut off the thorns on his feet. Jiang Yeqing took out the rejuvenation pill from his sleeve and was about to hand it to him. Nangong Wanqing took out his own intermittent life-saving pill and swallowed it. The wounds on his body gradually healed.

“…”

"Boom—"

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw a stone door appeared beside them. Jiang Yeqing put the red beads away and stepped in, followed closely by Nangong Wanqing.

Shangguan Yi moved his ears and asked, "Did you hear any sound?"

"No."

"My ears are indeed deaf."

“…”

Linghu Luoxi turned her head away angrily, as if she was no longer surprised by the evil spirit.

"This is the first time I've seen such a noisy cultivator, and he's a direct disciple from one of the five major sects."

"Don't make any more noise, baby! Or we'll really eat you up!"

The two of them looked over and said in unison, "Shut up!"

The evil spirit shut its mouth in grievance. Linghu Luoxi glanced at the big lock outside the iron cage, snapped his fingers, and produced a key, but it was still wrong.

"No! Why is this demon's lock so special? We don't need special ones, so we just let the demons do it!"

Shangguan Yi leaned against the side leisurely, "Let's just wait and wait for someone to come!" Suddenly he woke up, "Wait! Someone is coming!"

Linghu Luoxi quickly sat in the middle, pretending nothing had happened. The two slowly approached, and Shangguan Yi took a glance. Sure enough, it was Junze and Guiling.

Shangguan Yi suddenly had an idea and leaned close to Linghu Luoxi to whisper a few words. Linghu Luoxi rolled her eyes almost to the sky. Shangguan Yi looked at her with an expression that said, "I believe you." Linghu Luoxi sighed and made an OK gesture.

Junze and the other man entered the iron cage again. After a moment of silence, they finally spoke, "How about staying here?"

"Boring~ So boring~" Linghu Luoxi stood up, dusted herself off, and slowly approached. "Should I say you're busy? Or should I say you're idle?"

The puppet spirit looked sharp and tried to stop him. Linghu Luoxi blinked her big eyes. Jun Ze slowly raised his hand and frowned in his heart: I want to see what you have up your sleeve!

The puppet spirit had no choice but to put down its hand. Linghu Luoxi took the opportunity to pull Junze over and imprison him next to the iron cage. Junze's pupils shrank slightly, "You!"

The puppet spirit was filled with disbelief and stepped forward to protect Jun Ze, but Shangguan Yi grabbed the puppet spirit in time. The puppet spirit shouted, "Let go of the young master!"

Linghu Luoxi slowly approached. From the perspective of the puppet spirit, it was indeed a bit disrespectful. The puppet spirit quickly turned its head away, still cursing: "Despicable!"

Jun Ze looked at Linghu Luoxi who was so close to him, and turned his head away. Linghu Luoxi whispered in his ear: "You are very good..."

After saying that, he loosened his grip. Jun Ze covered the lower half of his face with his sleeve and fled in a hurry. Shangguan Yi finally let go. Gui Ling glared at the two of them fiercely and hurriedly followed.

"How about it?"

Linghu Luoxi smiled evilly, raised her hand and shook the key in her hand, "But you should come next time!"

"That won't do! Xiao Yuanyuan will be jealous." Shangguan Yi said with a smile.

Linghu Luoxi rolled her eyes and twisted her hand, unlocking the iron lock. They both leaped and landed safely. They immediately entered the door that Junze had forgotten to close when he escaped.

"Ms. Linghu! We are here to rescue you!"

The stone door on the side slowly opened, and Nangong Wanqing and the other person walked out. Looking around, they only found an open iron cage.

“…”

"Uh...it seems we still underestimated them..."

Jiang Yeqing was walking and observing when he noticed the opened stone door next to him. The two looked at each other and stepped in.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Linghu Luoxi and the others came to a fork in the road, one on the left and one on the right. Linghu Luoxi put her hands on her hips and asked, "What should I do now?"

"You choose!"

Linghu Luoxi was thinking, and looked down to see the stones on the ground. Linghu Luoxi squatted down, picked up two stones, wrapped them with both hands, shook them a few times, and threw them on the ground.

One stone bounced to the left, and the other was slightly to the left of the center. Linghu Luoxi pointed to the right and said, "We are cannon fodder villains, so the Heavenly Dao will kill us sooner or later! We should not listen to the Heavenly Dao and choose the right side!"

Hearing this, Shangguan Yi felt that it did make sense. Linghu Luoxi stood up and walked to the right, and Shangguan Yi followed closely.

Just as the two of them left, Jiang Yeqing and the others followed, looking at the fork in the road, not knowing what to do. Nangong Wanqing looked around and found two stones leaning to the left. "Look! Could they have gone left?"

"It's possible! Let's go!"

Looking at the white light not far away, Jiang Yeqing and the other two came out of the dungeon. The demon soldiers at the door just left, and the two looked at each other. Not far away, two more demon soldiers came to take over the shift. Nangong Wanqing and the other two hid in the grass.

"What should we do? They must have chosen the right one! Is there any way we can go back?"

Nangong Wanqing saw that no one beside him spoke, so he turned around and saw that Jiang Yeqing had already changed into the clothes of a demon soldier and gave Nangong Wanqing a set.

"...I didn't expect that the number one genius in sword cultivation would be like this. It's really eye-opening." Nangong Wanqing couldn't help but sigh.

The two changed their clothes and went out openly. Seeing the two soldiers hanging around, the puppet spirit became dissatisfied and walked over to shout angrily. But Jiang Yeqing and the others didn't understand at all. The puppet spirit cursed as it handed them lunch and pointed to the palace not far away.

Nangong Wanqing understood instantly and walked in with the plate. Jiang Yeqing didn't understand, but still did as he was told. Sitting on the main seat in the palace was Junze, and the two of them quickly set the food on the table.

The door of the secret room behind the main seat opened a crack, and Linghu Luoxi and the others saw Jiang Yeqing and the others at a glance. Shangguan Yi raised his eyebrows in confusion, Linghu Luoxi shrugged, and finally nodded at the same time.

“Puff, puff~”

Nangong Wanqing glanced over, his eyes narrowing slightly. Linghu Luoxi and the other man put their fingers to their mouths and shook their heads. Nangong Wanqing immediately shut up, thinking to himself: How should I get him out?

Jun Ze's ears turned red as he slammed his head, muttering a few words before leaving. Shangguan Yi and the other two took the opportunity to crawl out. "Let's go! There's some paper and a pen here. Let's draw the teleportation talisman."

"But the distance from here to the sect is too far, and I don't have the ability to do that yet."

"Then let's go to the City Lord's Mansion!"

Linghu Luoxi nodded, picked up the paper and pen on the table, and started drawing without hesitation. Shangguan Yi's ears moved, "Oh no! He's back again!"

Linghu Luoxi sped up the drawing of the talisman, but due to her impatience, she repeatedly failed. As the sound gradually became clearer, Junze's foot had already stepped in.

“!!!”

“???”

Jun Ze didn't notice anything unusual and remained silent. Linghu Luoxi finally finished the painting at the critical moment, and the few of them were teleported away in an instant.

"Everyone!"

Yan Hui looked at the four people who suddenly appeared in surprise. Linghu Luoxi vomited while holding onto a nearby pillar. Shangguan Yi patted his chest, still in shock and complaining, "'Luo'! Your talisman drawing skills are not very good! You should practice more! Do you know how scary it was just now?! If you had been slow, we would all be finished!"

"I... Ugh~ know... Ugh~..."

Jiang Yeqing changed his clothes and said, "Let's go back to the sect!"

"Wait!"

An old man walked over slowly, and Nangong Wanqing and others bowed to greet him. The city lord pointed at Jiang Yeqing and asked, "What is this?"

Everyone looked in the direction they were looking. A faint red light flickered near Jiang Yeqing's heart. Jiang Yeqing took out the object, and the red bead emitted a faint red light. The city lord thought for a moment and said, "You must take good care of this object! It's best to give it to your clan leader to take a look. Demonic items are not good things."

"yes!"

"Well! Let me give you a ride!"

"Report—Lord City Lord, something bad has happened! The demons are coming with an army of 10,000!"