A heavy friction sound suddenly rang out, and then the wall where the statue was enshrined suddenly flipped over with a "boom".
In a few breaths, a dark, deep and narrow corridor suddenly appeared in front of the two.
"Do you want to come in?" Shen Wuyou asked.
"Come in." Bai Yumo said affirmatively.
She left a mark on the wall to ensure that Yan Qingli could find her, and then walked in carefully holding a fish oil lamp on the wall.
The stairs going down are not very long in general, but they are so winding that they can make people dizzy.
The air inside was a little turbid, and the eternal candlelight made a crackling sound from time to time. The swaying flames made the shadows of the two people sway like ghosts, sometimes big, sometimes small, sometimes bright, sometimes dark, and constantly swaying.
As they went deeper, they could faintly hear the sound of heavy breathing...
They looked at each other, and then silently changed their positions. One of them was in front, carefully groping and exploring with a candlelight, while the other was behind, ready to fight at any time.
The candlelight flickered, the shadows were vague, the feet were covered with muddy and sticky rotten soil, and the pungent smell announced its unusualness.
“Help…Help…Help…Help…”
The voice became louder and louder, and it seemed to be that of an elderly person, with a hoarse and weak voice.
The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw a disheveled man tied to a bloodstained stool.
"Help...help me!" he shouted suddenly, probably because he noticed their intrusion, and used all his strength to call for help.
After just this one sound, he seemed to be completely exhausted. He collapsed powerlessly on the mat and gasped heavily.
Bai Yumo stepped forward and gently used the candlelight to illuminate his face. Beneath his disheveled hair, his noble features startled her.
Looking at his clothes again, although they are old and wrinkled, it is not difficult to tell that they are indigo python robes that only the royal family wears.
"Are you...Prince Ao?"
She asked this, but her tone was 90% certain.
Hearing this, the old man on the stool suddenly opened his eyes excitedly, his lips moving: "But the Immortal... home of Xuwang Mountain?"
Bai Yumo nodded, swung his sword, and the chains broke with a "click".
"I'll take you out of here first."
She supported the disabled Prince Ao and walked back without saying a word. As a result, when she looked up, she saw Shen Wuyou standing there in a daze, holding his head with a look of pain.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
Shen Wuyou's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and he looked thoughtful: "I seem to hear a voice, very faint and miserable, asking for help."
"Which direction?" Bai Yumo asked. Why didn't she feel anything at all?
"I don't know..." Shen Wuyou shook his head and tapped his head with his hand. "It's intermittent in my consciousness. I can't detect the direction. No one answers when I ask."
Hearing this, Bai Yumo fell into deep thought. Just as she was about to say something, Prince Ao on her back suddenly started coughing. Bai Yumo was so frightened that she didn't have time to think too much and walked back directly past Shen Wuyou:
"I'll take him upstairs first. He can't stay here any longer."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of fighting outside, which was very intense.
Seeing this, the two of them no longer had the heart to talk about these things, and simply raised their feet and walked back quickly -
"Alan! Prince Ao has been found!"
She called out, and the sound also stopped the entire fight.
An Lanqing and the others had already caught up with them. As for the tall man who was fighting with them, she had never seen him before.
And the aura on his body...
Bai Yumo frowned slightly. If she was not mistaken, this aura should be another evil spirit?!
Before she could speak again, the man possessed by the evil spirit suddenly rushed towards her.
"Bang!"
An Lanqing teleported in front of her, and the cold weapons collided, creating intense sparks.
Only then did Bai Yumo see the man's face clearly. His face was not particularly handsome, but he was tall and majestic. His azure court robe was a little damaged at this time, and his eyes were bloodshot, staring at them with anger.
Or to be more precise, he was staring at Prince Ao behind her with hatred.
Such strong hatred is really frightening.
"There's an evil spirit in this man, and it seems to be controlled by him."
Bai Yumo spoke rapidly.
At this moment, Prince Ao behind her suddenly screamed, and then growled angrily -
"Xiu Ren! You actually hate me so much that you're willing to make a deal with an evil spirit to get rid of your father?!"
When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.
? !
Ah who?
Xiuren? Prince Ao? Father and son?
This person is Prince Ao’s eldest son and his only biological son - Ao Xiuren?
It is said that Ao Xiuren is majestic and heroic, with a powerful spirit that is unmatched by ten thousand men.
But the man in front of him... apart from the gorgeous robes that showed off his identity, he was filled with terrifying murderous aura, completely different from the legendary Ao Xiu Ren!
Without thinking much, Ao Xiu Ren was suddenly hit by a gust of wind with immense power. The deafening roar almost broke the stone wall above him.
An Lanqing held him tightly, not giving him the chance to get close to Prince Ao. However, he didn't expect that the man would just make a feint and throw away his sword. The huge impact made An Lanqing unable to take care of anything else, and he was thrown directly against the wall.
Immediately afterwards, Ao Xiuren jumped over the wall and pounced, his target pointing directly at Prince Ao behind Bai Yumo, without any deviation.
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