In the blink of an eye, Yue Weimo's eyes turned red in an instant, like a mad little beast, and he howled Yan Zhuo's name!
The sound was so loud that it finally slowed down Yan Zhuo's movements a little bit.
Seeing this, she stopped hesitating and ran over. She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she kicked Yan Zhuo into the black bowl!
At the end, he clapped his hands handsomely, "Foolish prince, if you really hurt my sister Jiang, you won't even have time to cry when you wake up!"
After saying this, he raised two fingers and muttered something.
I couldn't hear what she said clearly, but after she finished, she quickly tapped Jiang Ying's forehead with her finger. But after a moment, Jiang Ying's dull eyes gradually regained focus.
When I came to my senses, I saw Yan Zhuo rolling around in the bowl for a few times. When he stood up again, his clothes were completely dirty and looked terrible.
The outer black robe he wore before was now on Jiang Ying. The inner garment was relatively light in color, but it 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, "Your Highness, even if you feel pity for those pregnant figurines, there's no need to offer yourself up like this."
Just now, Yue Weimo was the only one who was not controlled by the illusion. Now, she accidentally broke the control of Jiang Ying and Yan Zhuo.
The two men regained consciousness.
But others, such as Kunan and the twenty younger brothers of the Demon Guard, were still in the illusion.
I don't know if it was because the ghost thing was too busy to care 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.
Realizing that the scene before him had returned to its devastated state, Yan Zhuo quickly came to his senses and ignored Yue Weimo. The dagger in his hand, which was shining coldly, turned into a hidden weapon and flew out of his hand!
After a terrifying sound 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 stone wall!
At the same time, Yan Zhuo quietly used the force to climb over the eaves and walls, and successfully returned to the ground from the sea bowl.
He subconsciously wanted to hold Jiang Ying's waist, but when his hand was halfway out, he realized how embarrassed he was at the moment and pulled it back helplessly.
He asked softly, "Ying'er, are you okay?"
Jiang Ying's eyes, like Yue Weimo's, were fixed on the broken blood figurine. He shook his head and said, "I'm fine."
"It's rotten already?" Yue Weimo muttered in surprise, as if he didn't expect that the blood figurine would be destroyed so easily?
After waiting for a long time without seeing any dire consequences, he immediately became very excited and turned to look at Yan Zhuo eagerly, "Your Highness, don't stop, keep going. Quick! There are eleven more. If we kill them all, we won't be trapped here anymore!"
In fact, Yue Weimo had a vague guess in his mind.
Maybe 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 could easily destroy it with a 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 cut the Gordian knot, and even regretted agreeing to bring Jiang Ying along.
Look, what has happened since entering 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. But fortunately, she was not looking at the baby figurine, otherwise she might have been trapped by the illusion again.
Yue Weimo, desperate, came up with a quick wit. He ran forward and pulled out a candlestick. This thing was very heavy, and his hands felt sore after walking a few steps with it. "Your Highness, do you think this will work?"
My heart screamed: Hit! Hit quickly! It would be best if I could get rid of the baby figurine in one move. It's the one who did all this. As the saying goes, to catch a thief, you have to catch the leader first.
Perhaps Yue Weimo's plan was too obvious, and black air was colliding and running around in the pair of black eye holes of the red-colored figurine.
Seeing this, Yue Weimo became more confident and urged Yan Zhuo, "Prince, please hurry up. Why can't you do it without my sister Jiang to cheer you up?"
A man can never stand outsiders saying that he is not capable, and Yan Zhuo is not incapable, he is just wondering if there will be any problems with such rash behavior.
But since Yue Weimo was so impatient, he stopped hesitating and tightened his grip on the metal candlestick...
Yue Weimo jumped up and down excitedly, pointing accurately with his hand, "Hit that one! Yes, the second red one on the left. If you hit it, the rest may be no threat at all!"
Yan Zhuo didn't waste any words. He mobilized his internal strength to his arms and shouted loudly. The sturdy candlestick flew straight towards the red-colored figurine like the dagger just now.
When the two collided, there was still a loud noise.
After waiting for a while, just when Yue Weimo was about to celebrate his success, the high-topped blood figurine remained motionless...
Not only did it not break into pieces and fall off, not even a single stone chip was knocked off!
Yue Weimo held his head in his hands, filled with resentment. "Damn it! I knew it was you who was causing all this trouble. I don't believe I can't deal with you!"
Yan Zhuo and Jiang Ying both sensed something unusual and asked, "What's going on? Is there anything special about that blood figurine?"
Yue Weimo searched everywhere for something that could be used as a weapon. "Among the twelve blood figurines, the others might not have such a strong grudge after death because they were not pregnant for long. But the one I just asked the prince to beat must have been about to give birth 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, the expressions of both of them were very strange, because such a tragic scene made them feel sick just thinking about it.
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