Li Dou and the others stood at the valley exit, looking inside.
"What are those people doing? Why are they acting so aggressively?"
"Yes, it seems the princess didn't give them anything, so why did they let them pass?"
Lian'er, who was originally anxious, raised her chin with immense pride upon seeing this.
"Our young lady is amazing; she must have used magic to trap them all."
At that moment, someone exclaimed "Huh?"
"The carriage is coming straight at us, why isn't it stopping?"
At this moment, Ye Shisan stood on the carriage shaft and shouted, "Get in the carriage quickly, let's go!"
The group of people hurriedly started running again.
They ran until they reached a wide open space before stopping to rest.
The guards surrounded Ye Shisan and Ye Shiwu, asking them what had happened.
Ye Shisan told the story in a vivid and engaging manner.
Finally, he pointed at Night Fifteen and said, "This guy was under an illusion spell. He stuffed a handkerchief into his mouth and ate it like snow. He even told me that snow smelled like sweat."
Everyone burst into laughter.
Inside the carriage, Jiang Qingwan was feeling extremely uncomfortable.
She didn't know why, but she felt very hot.
It's not my whole body that's hot, it's my back.
It felt like being pressed against a scorching pillar of fire, yet there was no burning sensation; it was as if the heat was seeping out from within.
But when she reached out to touch it, the skin's temperature was perfectly normal.
What exactly happened?
The illusion I saw in the haunted building suddenly flashed through my mind again.
The girl who was called the little princess was running on the blood-stained stone steps.
She frantically called out for her father and mother, surrounded by crimson, gruesome severed limbs.
These images flashed through my mind, disappeared, flashed again, and disappeared again.
Jiang Qingwan's head was in excruciating pain, as if it were being sawed open.
All the problems stemmed from her back, so she lifted the curtain and called Lian'er in.
"Miss, do you need to use the restroom? Or are you thirsty or hungry?"
Jiang Qingwan shook her head. Although she was very hot, she didn't sweat at all, and her face didn't flush at all.
"What do you see on my back?"
As she spoke, she untied the belt around her waist, slowly pulled open her top, and slid it down to her waist.
Her skin was smooth and flawless, and her waist dimples were alluring.
On it, a crimson-gold talisman suddenly appeared, covering almost the entire back.
Lian'er gasped, covering her mouth in surprise, "Miss, you... how did you draw a talisman on your back? And from this angle, how did you do it?"
"symbol?"
Jiang Qingwan frowned slightly.
When she was a child, her master did draw a talisman on her back using rootless water, saying it could temper her body, making her immune to all poisons and cure all diseases.
The talisman drawn with rootless water could not possibly appear, let alone be seen by an ordinary person like Lian'er.
She pointed to the box under the table.
"There are writing implements in there, so you can draw the talismans."
Lian'er nodded quickly.
Although she didn't understand Taoist magic or know how to draw talismans, she was a meticulous person and drew every detail very accurately.
After finishing the drawing, she quickly handed it to Jiang Qingwan.
"Miss, that's roughly how it is."
Jiang Qingwan straightened the clothes before taking them.
I looked at it for a long time but still didn't understand it.
This talisman was one she had never seen before.
Her master said she was a cultivation genius. She had learned all the Taoist scriptures and celestial books in the sect, and even the sect's forbidden techniques.
But now, a talisman she couldn't understand appeared.
But one thing she was certain of was that this was definitely not the "Hundred Elimination and Thousand Refinement Talisman" that her master had mentioned.
What exactly did her master draw for her?
What images kept flashing through her mind?
Qing Sui's voice came from outside the carriage.
"Your Highness, let's hurry to Xuanling Mountain and meet up with the Prince. Who knows if those assassins will come to ambush us again?"
Jiang Qingwan composed herself.
Try your best to ignore the scorching heat behind you.
"Alright, let's set off."
"Lian'er, go take care of Xiaohong and Xiaohua, I want to sleep for a while."
Lian'er bowed in agreement and stepped out of the carriage.
...
Mo Yunhan and Ye Qi rushed to the Spirit Guard camp at the foot of Xuanling Mountain.
By this time, the camp gate had already been kicked open, and the two corpses had died a gruesome death, their blood staining the surrounding ground red.
Looking inside, all you could see were corpses lying haphazardly.
A deathly silence.
Ye Qi punched his leg in anger.
"Your Highness, it seems we are too late."
With a gloomy face, Mo Yunhan dismounted and carefully stepped over the corpses, quickly walking inside.
Almost all of the guardian spirits were dead, and everywhere there were severed limbs and heads, cut off by sharp blades, a scene comparable to the deepest hell.
The further they went in, the more even the seasoned Ye Qi struggled to withstand the onslaught.
A wave of nausea washed over me.
"These people are ruthless."
Mo Yunhan said in a deep voice, "Go to the imperial mausoleum."
The two quickly crossed the mountain path behind the military camp and arrived at the imperial mausoleum, only to find that it too had been the site of a massacre.
The scale of the devastation was comparable to that of Xuanling Mountain.
Mo Yunhan's heart tightened.
Rushing into the imperial mausoleum, Ye Qi thought for a moment and, disregarding the rules of hierarchy, quickly followed.
The two arrived at the Nine Dragons Formation.
The massive stone dragon was completely destroyed by gunpowder.
Broken stones were piled up in the mercury pool.
It has already been submerged by more than half.
Mo Yunhan's face paled instantly.
"The Nine Dragons Formation... is shattered!"
Ye Qi asked urgently, "Your Highness, did they break into Xuanling Mountain and slaughter everyone in order to completely destroy the Nine Dragons Formation?"
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