In a flash, Yue Weimo's eyes turned red in an instant, and he howled Yan Zhuo's name like a mad beast!

The sound was so loud that Yan Zhuo finally slowed down his movements a little bit.

Seeing this, she stopped hesitating and ran over. With some strength that came from nowhere, she kicked Yan Zhuo into the black bowl!

Finally, he clapped his hands handsomely, "Foolish prince, if you really hurt Sister Jiang, you won't even have time to cry when you wake up!"

After saying this, he raised two fingers and muttered something.

It was unclear what she said, but after she finished, her finger quickly touched Jiang Ying's forehead. However, a moment later, Jiang Ying's dull eyes gradually regained focus.

When he came to his senses, he saw Yan Zhuo rolling around in the bowl for a few times. When he stood up again, his clothes were completely dirty.

The black robe he wore before was now on Jiang Ying. The inner garment was relatively light in color, and was stained with a thick layer of black ash, even on his nose and face.

When Jiang Ying thought about the black ash, which might have been left by poisonous cockroaches, he swallowed hard and didn't know what to say.

Yue Weimo laughed and mocked, "My Lord, even if you feel pity for those pregnant women, you don't have to sacrifice yourself like this."

Yue Weimo was the only one who was not controlled by the illusion. Now, Jiang Ying and Yan Zhuo's control was lifted by her by accident.

Both of them regained consciousness.

But others, such as Kunan and his twenty Demon Guard brothers, are still in the illusion.

I don't know if it was because the ghost had no time to pay attention or what, but at this moment they were just standing or sitting in a daze, and they didn't kill each other like Jiang Ying and Yan Zhuo just did.

Yan Zhuo realized that the scene before him had returned to its devastated state. He came to his senses very quickly and ignored Yue Weimo. The gleaming dagger in his hand turned into a hidden weapon and flew out!

After a series of shocking sounds of breaking through the air, the sharp dagger hit one of the blood figurines. With a clang, the violent impact caused the blood figurine to break into pieces in an instant and fall from the high wall!

At the same time, Yan Zhuo quietly borrowed the force, flew over the eaves and walls, and successfully returned to the ground from the sea bowl.

He subconsciously wanted to grab Jiang Ying's waist, but when his hand was halfway out he realized the predicament he was in at the moment and pulled it back helplessly.

He asked softly, "Ying'er, are you okay?"

Jiang Ying stared at the broken blood figurine with a pair of eyes, as if he was watching a small mountain, and shook his head, "It's okay."

"Is it rotten already?" Yue Weimo murmured in surprise, as if he had not expected that the blood figurines would be destroyed so easily?

After waiting for half a day without finding any terrible consequences, the whole person immediately became very excited. He turned around and looked at Yan Zhuo eagerly, "Prince, don't stop, continue. Quick! There are eleven more. If we kill them all, we won't be trapped here!"

In fact, Yue Weimo had some guesses in his mind.

But apart from the red one with a baby figurine inside, which is quite powerful and scary, the others are pretty ordinary.

That's why Yan Zhuo easily destroyed it with his dagger!

Hearing this, Yan Zhuo frowned unexpectedly, "I only have that dagger on me."

The implication is that a good cook cannot cook without rice.

Of course, he also wanted to end the Gordian knot, and even regretted agreeing to bring Jiang Ying along.

Look, what has happened since I entered this cave? Now I don't even know if I can get out safely.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhuo was also looking for suitable help. Jiang Ying stared at one of the pregnant woman figurines, not knowing what she was thinking. Fortunately, she was not looking at the baby figurine, otherwise she might be trapped by the illusion again.

Yue Weimo was desperate and came up with a quick idea. He ran forward and pulled out a candlestick. This thing was very heavy. After walking a few steps with it, he felt his hands were sore. "Prince, do you think this one is okay?"

The inner voice shouted: Hit! Hit quickly! It would be best to get rid of the baby figurine in one move. It is the cause of all this. As the saying goes, to catch a thief, you must first catch the leader.

Perhaps Yue Weimo's plan was too obvious. Dark energy was colliding and turbulent inside the pair of black eye holes of the red figurine.

Seeing this, Yue Weimo became more confident and urged Yan Zhuo, "Prince, please hurry up. Why can't you do it without Sister Jiang to cheer you up?"

The man absolutely cannot stand others saying that he is not capable, and Yan Zhuo is not incapable, he is just wondering if there will be any problems if he acts so rashly.

But since Yue Weimo was so impatient, he stopped hesitating and grasped the metal candlestick tightly with his fingers...

Yue Weimo was so excited that he jumped up and down, pointing his finger accurately, "Hit that one! Yes, the second red one on the left. If you hit it, the rest will be no threat anymore!"

Yan Zhuo didn't waste any words. He mobilized his internal strength to his arm and shouted. The sturdy candlestick flew straight towards the red figurine like the dagger just now.

When the two collided, there was still a loud bang.

After waiting for a while, just when Yue Weimo was celebrating his success, the blood figurine on top of him remained motionless...

Not only did it not fall into pieces, not even a single crumb fell off!

Yue Weimo held his head in his hands, filled with hatred, "Damn it! I knew it was you who was causing trouble, and I didn't believe I couldn't deal with you!"

Now, Yan Zhuo and Jiang Ying both heard something unusual and asked, "What's going on? Is there anything special about that blood figurine?"

Yue Weimo looked everywhere for something that could be used as a weapon. "Among the twelve blood figurines, the others may not have such heavy resentment after death because they were not pregnant for a long time, but the one that the prince just beat must have been on the verge of death before she died. She was sealed in the mud and struggled to give birth to the child with her last breath, so..."

When she said this, both of them had strange expressions, because such a tragic scene made them feel sick just thinking about it.

Jiang Ying calmed down and continued Yue Weimo's words, "So, there are not only the souls of pregnant women in the blood figurines, but also the souls of children, right?"

“Yes.”

Yue Weimo's face also looked unhappy. He didn't know which bastard would do such a heinous thing.

"As you can see, this mother and daughter are filled with resentment and murderous intent. This is just an illusion created by them. Perhaps, they are no longer satisfied with leaving here and reincarnating, but want revenge!"

After hearing this, Jiang Ying understood.

Yan Zhuo sighed, "But Ying'er is not their enemy."

Yue Weimo raised his head, looked at the two of them, then looked at the red figurine whose eyes were already emitting black energy, and said helplessly, "There's nothing we can do. This formation seems to be specifically aimed at Sister Jiang.

The blood warriors can kill Sister Jiang first, pretend to complete the task, and wait for the one who set up this formation to show up, and then find a way to kill her for revenge! "

"As long as I am here, no one can touch Yingying at all!"

Yan Zhuo said in a cold voice, completely releasing the pressure from his body, causing the black energy spreading from the red figurine to stagnate hesitantly.

Just when they were both silent, Jiang Ying stood up, looking surprisingly relaxed, "That's easy, isn't it just revenge, Sister?

I don't know what to call you, so I'll just call you Sister 꺶. How about I help you get your revenge?"

Yue Weimo, "?"

Emma, ​​you are worthy of being Sister Jiang, you can even think of such a counter-intuitive method!

Yan Zhuo smiled faintly, looking proud.

His son Ying'er is very smart.