Chapter 205

Chapter 200

Dong...

Perhaps because Yu Miaomiao's bone and muscle density far exceeded ordinary people, the sound of her head hitting the ground was more muffled.

It landed and stayed put, not even rolling a little.

The girl died, dying at the hands of the person she had personally chosen.

Zhao Yi took a breath. Although on the Jianghu path, death is normal, seeing a member of the Dragon King's family die like this in front of him was still quite impactful.

However, is it over for now?

According to the rules, he didn't call anyone, so there was no opponent, which should mean he wins and has passed this crisis.

At this moment, the woman in the black skirt lowered her head, her left hand palm open, her right hand holding a sword downwards.

The edge of the sword slowly swayed, and the emerald ground beneath her feet actually turned into a liquid state at this moment.

And below this layer of hers was Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi: "..."

Young Master Zhao was very flustered.

Although Yu Miaomiao was heavily injured when fighting, she clearly used some kind of secret technique in the last few moves and did her best, but she still ended up like a pig for the New Year, being sliced piece by piece.

His current state is much worse than Yu Miaomiao's many times over. If the woman above really comes down, he definitely has no chance of survival.

The next moment, the woman's sword tip lightly picked up a pool of green liquid and dropped it into her palm.

She was applying this liquid to her injured face.

The skin on her face that had been peeled open by the cat's claws began to wriggle and quickly recovered completely.

She recovered to her original appearance, sitting on the couch on the eleventh floor, elegant and ethereal.

With a hook of her finger, the bell that had fallen beside Yu Miaomiao's body parts flew back to her hand, held by its string.

Zhao Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the woman was not coming down to kill him; she just wanted to fix her makeup.

Zhao Yi lowered his head and looked at the boy on his next layer.

The boy was also looking up.

Zhao Yi stroked his chest and said with his mouth shape:

"That was really scary."

Li Zhiyuan shook his head.

Zhao Yi's eyes widened. He understood the meaning of this action, which was to say that he had relaxed too early.

"Ka cha..."

Three sounds of a large door opening came from three underground floors simultaneously.

"Weng!"

The sound of the bell rang again at this moment.

The tower door, which had just opened a finger-wide gap, stopped.

This width was clearly not enough for the three people to return to the tower.

The face on the top floor of the high tower revealed a smile. Although its image was different in different people's eyes, the smile was real, no longer silent like a deceased person as it was at the beginning.

Li Zhiyuan couldn't see his smile because to the boy, he had no face.

But his attempt to express emotion was captured by Li Zhiyuan.

What are you smiling at?

Do you want to create a sense of atmosphere where you are completely in control here, and our fates are all in your hands?

Earlier, when going downstairs, Li Zhiyuan mentioned the metaphor of tossing a coin to Zhao Yi.

In fact, many things and situations in this world, when you have to face them, can be decided with a coin.

The array here is the most powerful, exquisite, and perfect array Li Zhiyuan has ever seen, bar none.

With his current array level, he can only do some petty theft things and fundamentally hasn't thought about breaking it because it's fundamentally impossible.

A grand construction, years of accumulation, even including the will of the people who died here, has merged into this array, including the powerful Xuanmen deceased inside the tower.

The person who designed the array here fundamentally didn't want to control it, and thus, wouldn't leave any backdoors for exploitation.

But the one on the top floor, now, has stopped the tower door that should have opened.

Two sides of a coin: front, he is already powerful enough to easily knead and modify the rules here; back, he is forcibly destroying the rules.

If it's the front, he can completely give up resistance.

Therefore, as long as he wants to struggle again, this coin can only be the back.

"Ding ding dang..."

The bell in the black-skirted woman's hand rang.

Blocked by the wall, Li Zhiyuan couldn't hear the sound of the bell, but because she was holding the string, he could see the bell swaying.

The boy felt that it shouldn't be just the bell in her hand that was making a sound.

In fact, it was indeed so. Inside the high tower, from the second floor to the eleventh floor, all the bells hanging in front of the deceased shook and made a sound at this moment.

However, this movement was all blocked by the high tower, but it clearly fell into the ear of the person on the top floor.

That person let out a sigh, turned around, and faced the big bell.

The big bell was covered with dense blood-colored patterns, condensing fate and luck inside.

These were the offerings of so many people, actively or passively, over so many years.

Originally, only the last two strokes were left to completely supplement this big bell. Now, only one stroke is left.

The prophecy in the mural on the bottom floor could have succeeded, only lacking one. As long as it could be supplemented, it would be a three-choose-one situation, and the last survivor with great luck could ring this ascension bell.

Now, there was a little problem.

Three choose one, eliminate two; but only one died, still lacking one.

Then he can only forcibly take action and supplement it back.

The unrest inside the high tower continued.

When the faceless person shook the big bell again, the unrest became more intense.

Especially on the eleventh floor, where an old man in a dao robe, with a whisk on his knee, moved without wind.

The crane-haired, childlike-faced scholar lying on the opposite couch even had a slight tremble in his fingertips. His anger was definitely greater because his book was stolen.

"Calm down!"

The faceless person stretched out both hands. His ten fingers were very long, and his black nails were even longer.

The unrest inside the high tower finally gradually subsided.

The faceless person lifted his head through the window and looked up at the sky.

Ascension was indeed subjected to the jealousy of the heavenly way, but this little wave was nothing.

This place, isolated with magic, is naturally independent and can isolate the decay of the world.

Moreover, his ancestor, when designing this place at the beginning, had already calculated how to guard against the interference of the heavenly way.

Including the sudden mountain rock eruption, this natural punishment was also within the ancestor's calculations, and instead, it was borrowed to supplement the last important link in the creation here.

He already knew that the heavenly way would stir up trouble at the last critical moment, but he didn't care. This small variable could not affect the overall situation.

"Just lacking one, take action."

"Ding ding dang..."

The bell in the black-skirted woman's hand was still ringing.

Her sword tip was pointed downwards again. With a light sway, the wall below began to melt. Unlike before when she only took a scoop to restore her face, this time, the entire area at her feet began to melt.

She was coming down.

Zhao Yi's whole person was not good again.

In this urgent moment, Young Master Zhao did not look at the wall above that was about to melt and fall, but again lowered his head towards the boy on his next layer.

He very much wanted to say to that black-skirted woman, after killing me, you must continue down to kill, bring the one on the bottom floor with you, otherwise the road will be too lonely for him alone.

But he knew that this was probably impossible. The mural on the bottom floor of the high tower painted a three-choose-one scenario.

He had just made such a big decision and gamble, but still couldn't escape this situation where he was destined to die.

Should he really die?

...

"You, want revenge?"

A voice appeared in the ear of A Yuan, who was in a rage because he witnessed the tragic death of his young lady.

This voice seemed to have some kind of magic, completely suppressing his negative emotions.

"Give me your body, willingly give it to me, because I need to unleash all the potential in your body.

My surname is Yu."

Actually, only the last three words were needed.

But these three words were the ones Yu Cangsheng least wanted to say.

He didn't recognize in his heart that Yu Miaomiao deserved the surname Yu.

Fortunately, the person was not good, but this ape monkey was not bad.

Even if placed within the Yu family of the past, demon beasts like A Yuan, while not absent, were very rare.

Loyal demon beasts are actually many, but those who are both loyal and have great potential to serve as companion demon beasts for excellent direct descendants are very few.

Because the demon beast with greater potential is harder to guarantee loyalty.

A Yuan knelt down, his hands open and pressed to the ground.

He actively offered his body, everything, to this Yu family ancestor who possessed him at some unknown time, only to avenge his young lady.

The next moment, the red in A Yuan's eyes receded, replaced by a touch of depth.

Yu Cangsheng stood up.

A completely different aura rose.

This couldn't help but scare Tan Wenbin and others on the same ground floor.

Everyone's first reaction was that the teacher suddenly chose not to pretend at this moment.

The four people immediately assumed a stance, preparing to fight.

Runsheng was in front, Tan Wenbin at the side, Yin Meng at the back, and Lin Shuyou, who was still relatively weak, silently put his hand into his backpack and grasped the talisman needle.

Yu Cangsheng glanced at them, then opened his palm and pointed downwards.

The wall beneath his body began to flow, then rapidly expanded into a large hole.

His whole person fell down.

His speed was much faster than the black-skirted woman's.

After all, having been a teacher here for so many years, he was more familiar with the rules, especially with this emerald barrier, and now that the rules were loosened, he could be more at ease.

Tan Wenbin: "Go, we also go down."

The four people didn't hesitate and jumped down from the hole.

At this time, the emerald at the black-skirted woman's feet had also almost melted, and her body shape fell down.

Zhao Yi began to retreat.

Subsequently, a pit appeared in the place above his head, and A Yuan's body shape appeared, blocking between the black-skirted woman and Zhao Yi.

Soon, Runsheng, Tan Wenbin, and the other four people jumped another pit and came to Zhao Yi's layer.

Zhao Yi looked at Tan Wenbin and the others, his heart settled a lot.

Tan Wenbin used his foot to step on the ground and very politely opened his mouth to Yu Cangsheng, who was standing in front:

"Teacher, trouble you to help us open another layer."

His little Yuan brother might still be below.

Although they knew it was dangerous here, permeated with an irresistible strangeness, they still wanted to stay with little Yuan brother.

Yu Cangsheng heard, but did nothing.

Zhao Yi opened his mouth and said: "He stays at the bottom now, which is the safest."

These words sounded very reasonable, but in fact, they made no sense at all.

Reopening a hole, letting himself and others go down or bringing little Yuan brother up, no matter what, his side could have one more powerful helper. If the fight here was lost, little Yuan brother staying below by himself would still not be an end, what meaning was there?

Yu Cangsheng's action of not opening this layer can only explain one thing: the enemy of an enemy is not necessarily a friend, everyone's position is not consistent.

Zhao Yi gave Tan Wenbin a look, obviously, Zhao Yi also saw through this point.

Tan Wenbin immediately pretended to suddenly realize and said: "Right, that's right, it's indeed like this, I overlooked it."

Li Zhiyuan, who was standing one layer below, could not hear the dialogue of the people above, but when Tan Wenbin's gaze fell down, the boy pointed in a direction.

This direction, falling on Tan Wenbin's side, pointed to Zhao Yi.

Tan Wenbin understood: "Runsheng, Yin Meng, Lin Shuyou, get ready, listen to Young Master Zhao's command."

Runsheng raised his Yellow River shovel and stood in front of Zhao Yi. The rest of the people formed a formation to protect Zhao Yi in the middle, similar to the way they protected little Yuan brother before.

Zhao Yi opened his mouth and shouted: "Listen to my command, be ready to enter the field at any time!"

Listening to the command to enter the field meant not entering the field, but sitting on the mountain watching the tigers fight.

Li Zhiyuan saw that Tan Wenbin and the others had followed his meaning and also put his heart down.

The boy believes in the ability of Young Master Zhao. This is also the most suitable method currently. His team has a characteristic, which is that without a command center, their strength simply cannot be fully utilized.

Subsequently, Li Zhiyuan looked up at Yu Cangsheng again.

He was deliberately not letting himself out, deliberately continuing to lock himself inside.

To this, Li Zhiyuan didn't feel strange. Everyone has their own interests, and these interests determine everyone's position.

At this time, Li Zhiyuan perceived Zhao Yi's gaze being thrown towards him from above.

The boy turned his line of sight and faced upwards.

Zhao Yi deliberately opened and closed his mouth at a high frequency, while at the same time, his left hand pointed downwards, making a "three" gesture.

Li Zhiyuan knew that Zhao Yi was silently scolding people, venting his dissatisfaction.

Zhao Yi also saw through that the black-skirted woman killing Yu Miaomiao and then coming down to this layer to kill him was an abnormal rule-breaking behavior.

But this rule-breaking behavior was definitely not a temporary idea.

And he, Zhao Yi, along with the boy, didn't call anyone down to the lower floors. This definitely couldn't be hidden from the one on the top floor.

But when arranging the floors, Yu Miaomiao was on the negative one layer, he was on the negative two layer, and the boy was on the negative three layer.

Zhao Yi felt that if Yu Miaomiao was arranged on the negative three layer, then the boy would be the one on the negative one layer. Anyway, he was destined to be arranged on the negative two layer, responsible for separating the two, acting as a filler!

Really according to common sense, Yu Miaomiao called people, she should die; the boy also pried a book down, this is a great disrespect ah, shouldn't the boy be put on the negative two layer?

Furthermore, the black-skirted woman is now blocked, the correct approach shouldn't be to continue to the next layer and try to kill the unprotected one? Why did she just not have any follow-up action, only staying on this layer to kill him?

So, this floor arrangement is absolutely not random, it is definitely controlled by someone, and that person still doesn't want the boy to die.

Surname Li, you still say you have no relatives here, all your family relatives live on the top floor!

That's two people with very good brains, who can mutually clarify meaning through these few actions.

But the boy knew that his relatives here might not be relatives, but ancestral enemies.

As for why it's arranged like this, it's also very easy to understand.

In front of the descendants of the enemy family, ascending to immortality should be an extremely refreshing thing.

People are taking themselves as a source of pleasure.

You all took the "invitation" pushed over by the Jiang water, while he here is the opponent's real "personally sent" invitation.

The bell in the black-skirted woman's hand continued to emit sound.

However, the black-skirted woman herself, after standing opposite Yu Cangsheng, no longer took any action.

Tan Wenbin and Zhao Yi could not see because they were tightly protecting Yu Cangsheng in front.

Li Zhiyuan could move freely. He just walked a distance forward, then looked up again, and could see in front of Yu Cangsheng.

His eyes were just emitting a gray and white light. This was the reason the black-skirted woman didn't move.

Li Zhiyuan immediately looked at the black-skirted woman: Yu Miaomiao, is she still not dead?

"Ding ding dang!!!"

The sound of the bell rang more intensely.

The black-skirted woman's body began to tremble, forcing herself to dance sword flowers.

The moves were the same as when she killed Yu Miaomiao earlier. Her body shape instantly disappeared from her original place, but Yu Cangsheng didn't dodge. He raised his hand.

"Pu!"

The black-skirted woman's sword pierced Yu Cangsheng's right hand, but soon, Yu Cangsheng grasped the sword edge with his palm.

His right hand emitted an ear-piercing trembling sound. Flesh had already flown everywhere, and white bone quickly turned into powder.

Only A Yuan's physique could withstand this kind of torment. Even if it were Yu Cangsheng in his life, he wouldn't dare to receive this sword in this way.

The distance between the two sides was temporarily fixed at this moment.

The gray and white light in Yu Cangsheng's pupils instantly enlarged.

The black-skirted woman opened her mouth, and an ear-piercing scream came from her throat.

Li Zhiyuan couldn't hear the sound, but in the ears of Zhao Yi and Tan Wenbin, they seemed to hear Yu Miaomiao's tone again.

Fresh blood flowed out of Yu Cangsheng's eyes, and pus flowed out of the black-skirted woman's eyes.

Finally, the woman's head lowered.

The anxious sound of the bell also stopped at this moment.

On the top of the tower, the faceless person let out a sigh: "It's been hard for you, hiding here for so long."

Below, the black-skirted woman slowly lifted her head.

Her originally always closed eyes also slowly opened.

Although she was an adult female, there was a sense of a young girl in her eyes.

Earlier, Yu Miaomiao was killed, and her essence and fate were absorbed.

But Yu Miaomiao had one body and two souls, and only one was sucked away, one still remaining in this body.

Because the black-skirted woman herself didn't have much self-awareness, she just handled matters according to the rules, killed one person, absorbed one person, and then returned to the high tower.

Yu Cangsheng stared at the black-skirted woman with bloody eyes. He hoped that the absorbed one was the cat demon's, and the remaining one belonged to the Yu family.

"Who are you, why am I here..."

The black-skirted woman opened her mouth and emitted a delicate and panicked sound.

Yu Cangsheng put his finger to his throat and opened his mouth:

"Are you a person or a cat?"

The black-skirted woman was a little bewildered, seemed to examine herself a bit, and said in surprise:

"That cat, how did it disappear, it always suppressed me and made me sleep."

Yu Cangsheng nodded, his face showing relief: "Very good."

Then he said in his heart:

Acting so exaggerated, really a fool.