Chapter 128 Little Kirin, Broken

After a while, there was a slight "sizzling" sound, and the runes on the door gradually dimmed, and the restriction slowly loosened.

Zhao Feng pushed the door lightly, and it slowly opened, and a chilly breath blew towards him.

They sidestepped in. The villa was dark and eerily quiet. Only the sound of their footsteps echoed in the empty hall.

Jia Luo looked around vigilantly, and suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a secret compartment in the corner of the wall, emitting a faint light that was out of tune with the surrounding darkness.

"Fourth brother, Uncle Zhao, please look." Jia Luo reminded softly.

Several people immediately gathered around and took a closer look. They saw that the secret compartment was engraved with complicated runes.

Zhao Feng snorted coldly and said, "It seems that he has done too many things that he has to resort to such means!"

At this moment, a sinister laugh came from upstairs: "How dare you come here and walk into our trap. No one will get out alive today!"

Immediately afterwards, several dark shadows rushed down the stairs like ghosts. They were the puppets controlled by the evil cultivator.

Zhao Feng and Qiao Hui quickly drew their swords, and the short swords flashed a cold light in the darkness as they rushed towards the puppet.

Wan Yan was not to be outdone, with talismans flying in his hands, he engaged in a fierce battle with the puppet.

Jia Luo seized the opportunity, ran to the stairs, and shouted, "You guys play first, I'm going to check out the ugly guy hiding upstairs!"

As soon as he stepped onto the stairs, a black aura came towards him. Jia Luo dodged the aura with a flash and threw out a talisman at the same time. The talisman instantly turned into a golden light curtain, dispersing the aura.

When I got to the second floor, I saw a room with a tightly closed door and a gloomy aura seeping out from the crack.

Jia Luo took a deep breath and kicked the door open. A man in a black robe stood with his back to them, holding a bone staff similar to the one the evil cultivator had seen before.

"Hmph, it's you meddling guys again!" The man in black robe snorted coldly and turned around abruptly, revealing to be the accomplice of the evil cultivator from before.

Without waiting for the opponent to make any move, Jia Luo quickly formed seals, and as he waved his hands, several golden blades slashed towards the man in black robe.

The man in black robe swung his bone staff to block. For a moment, the room was filled with flashing light and spiritual energy surged.

After a few moves, the man in black robe was gradually defeated and became angry out of shame. He stomped his bone staff on the ground, and black smoke instantly emerged from the four corners of the room, spreading out and blocking everyone's vision.

"Want to run? Not that easy!" Jia Luo shouted loudly, and threw out talismans in his hand one after another, trying to disperse the black smoke.

Zhao Feng, Qiao Hui and Wan Yan also rushed over upon hearing the noise, and the four of them trapped the man in black in the middle.

As the black smoke gradually dissipated, the man in black took advantage of the chaos and ran towards the window, trying to escape.

Jia Luo was quick-witted and quick-handed. He threw out a binding talisman, which accurately stuck on the back of the man in black robe. The man in black robe was immediately unable to move and let out screams.

"Tell me, where did you hide those photos and videos? Also, how powerful is the force behind you?" Wan Yan asked loudly.

The man in black robe snorted coldly and kept silent.

Zhao Feng stepped forward, put the short knife in his hand against the black-robed man's neck, and said coldly: "If you don't confess, today will be the day you die."

"Well, then just kill me!"

"Tsk, you ugly bastard, you're not going to tell me, are you?"

After saying that, Jia Luo walked forward and punched the man in black robe with his sandbag-sized fists!

The man in black robe initially endured the pain, clenched his teeth, and tried to maintain a stubborn appearance, but Jia Luo's fists were full of spiritual power, and every hit made him feel pain deep in his bones. Soon, he was sweating coldly from the pain, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

"Stop, stop! I told you, isn't that enough?" The man in black robe finally couldn't bear it anymore and begged for mercy.

Jia Luo put away his fist, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were full of pride: "You should have said no earlier, but you had to take this beating. What do you call this, what do you call this... Fourth Brother, what do you call this?"

"This is called not accepting a toast and then drinking the wine of punishment!"

"Yes, if you don't accept my toast, you will be punished. Tell me now, or I will beat you!" Jia Luo threatened in a baby voice.

Zhao Feng and Qiao Hui looked at each other, obviously shocked by Jia Luo's operation.

The man in black robe showed fear on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he finally spoke: "In... the basement, there is a safe in the basement, and the things are in it..."

Several people escorted the man in black robes to the basement, only to find that the basement was dark and damp, filled with all kinds of strange magical instruments and bottles and jars.

In the corner, a huge safe stands out.

"How to open it?" Wan Yan asked.

The man in black robe took out a key from his arms tremblingly. Qiao Hui took the key and inserted it into the keyhole. With a "click", the safe door slowly opened.

It was indeed filled with photos and video materials, as well as an account book that recorded many shady transactions.

Jia Luo stretched his neck to look, but Wan Yan covered his eyes and said softly, "Lolo, don't look!"

Zhao Feng picked up the account book, flipped through a few pages, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, "These people... scum, beasts!"

The account book not only records in detail the various evil deeds they committed against the actresses, but also involves some powerful forces secretly backing them up. No wonder they are so arrogant.

"These evidences are enough to catch them all in one fell swoop." Zhao Feng said in a deep voice.

Just as everyone was preparing to leave with the evidence, the basement suddenly shook violently and a black breath blew over their faces.

Zhao Feng's face changed and he shouted, "Oh no! They actually activated the formation and want to trap us to death here!"

Wan Yan quickly protected Jia Luo behind him, holding the talisman in his hand, trying to block the black aura that was coming towards him.

Jia Luo poked his head out from behind Wan Yan, holding a few pieces of talisman paper in his little hands, his face full of stubbornness: "I'm not afraid, we can definitely get out!"

At this moment, strange red lights began to appear on the walls of the basement, interweaving into complex patterns that trapped them.

"Hmph, that's it. I'll break his formation." Jia Luo said angrily.

Having said that, Jia Luo shouted loudly, and the talisman in his hand shone brightly, turning into golden streams, flying towards the intertwined red light patterns.

Every collision caused ripples and made the formation flicker, as if it had suffered a considerable impact.

Then, suddenly, a mist shrouded everyone's eyes, and they heard ghostly howling sounds in their ears, which seemed far and near, making people feel creepy.

In the mist, there were faint black shadows moving around, and from time to time a dry hand stretched out and grabbed them.

"It's actually an illusion!" Wan Yan said in a deep voice.

Zhao Feng's eyes darkened, and he shouted, "Don't panic, keep your mind focused. Although this illusion can confuse your five senses, it is not invulnerable!"

Jia Luo snorted coldly and said in a crisp voice: "It's not that easy to trap me, little Qilin, break!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the jade pendant on Jialuo's chest emitted a dazzling light.

After the light disappeared, the scene before them shocked several people and their eyes widened.