Chapter 58: The Cat Raising Manual for Sanxian (19)

The mastermind behind Yuming who wants to harm Yuming is actually his own father?

Miao Ling moved forward two steps, put his big ear on the door and continued to listen to the grand achievements of the two old men inside, while unable to help but sighing at the magical reality in his heart.

He pretended to die on the surface and threw the huge country to his eldest son, secretly attempting to harm his youngest son to increase his strength, and wanted to wait until his skills were completed before kicking his eldest son down and sitting back to that position?

It's really a good plan.

I won’t let you succeed!

Bang bang bang

A slow knock came from the door, accompanied by a specially lowered male voice: Lord, Lord Pan!

The knocking sound echoed in the confined space, which seemed a little abrupt.

Feeling that the person sitting behind the gauze tent not far away was emitting an unhappy atmosphere, Historian Pan hurriedly stepped forward and whispered to the outside of the door: Didn’t you tell me that you could only wait on it?If it interferes with the sacrifice, what crime should it be?

My subordinates should be damned, but urgent news came from the palace...

What's the matter?

The immortal invited from the palace set off with a group of immortals, as if he was rushing towards this side. The imperial guards in the capital had already taken action. Perhaps they had some clues... I don't know how long it will take to find this place.

It's the cold time!

Finally hearing the news of reinforcements, Miao Ling, who was eavesdropping through the door, shook her tail excitedly.

...I know, you go down first.

When his subordinates left, Historian Pan turned around and conveyed the news respectfully, but he did not hear any response for a long time.

He quietly looked up and glanced: Your Majesty...?

Let's go ahead.

But the best effect is to sacrifice according to the past time...

The figure in the gauze tent slowly stood up, it was not a big problem. If the sacrifice was disturbed halfway through, it would be a bad thing.

Yes, I'm ready now!

Hearing the footsteps coming towards this side, Miao Ling realized that he had just escaped. If he was discovered and was caught back, he had to find a place to hide.

She ran back a few steps, but found that there was only the straight walkway connecting the room and the secret room in front, back, left and right.

Isn't there even a corner?

While Miao Ling was still spinning, there was a clear sound of unlocking in the door.

The people inside are coming out.

AhAh, right!

At a critical moment, Miao Ling finally remembered that the magic weapon that Han Shi had given her before was hidden.

She hurriedly hugged her long tail and stroked it, touched the slightly hard part, pulled out the fog demon tail feather that was shrinking inside, disguised as cat hair, and stuck it on her forehead.

Change quickly!

Scream

The door slid opens.

Historian Pan came out of it.

He looked at the bright and empty passage, reached out and turned around the candlestick on the wall on the right. With a slight clicking sound, all the candlelight on the right instantly extinguished, forming a road that divides light and darkness.

Your Majesty, that's OK.

The wooden door opened wide.

One of them slowly stepped out, and even though he was wearing a black robe and a hood, he could not hide his cold aura.

The man in black robe raised his feet and wanted to move forward, but he paused as if he had noticed something and stood there.

Your Majesty...what?Seeing this, Historian Pan couldn't help but ask, and only gave him a gesture to quiet.

The pair of turbid eyeballs under the black hood were rotating, scanning the passage back and forth, as if looking for something, and then the eyes suddenly focused on one place.

Miao Ling, who suddenly bumped into those eyes, shook for a moment and almost made a sound.

With her excellent night vision, she could see that face clearly.

His former Majesty's eyes were red, and the whites of his eyes were almost filled with blood. His originally round black pupils became narrow and long, unlike humans, but closer to the vertical pupils like beasts.

Not only that, there were many strange black and red patterns on his face, growing from the left cheek to the upper right corner of his forehead, like a tangled branch blooming on his face.

At this moment, this ugly and terrifying face looked towards Miao Ling without moving.

Why look here... Can you see her?

Miao Ling covered the feathers above her head and shivered.

The promise will not be seen through!

Just when Miao Ling thought she was going to be finished, the next second, the forcing eyes turned away.

It seems that this sacrifice will be very good, and I seem to feel the spiritual energy here.

The old face smiled, and squirmed with the black patterns on it, as if several crawlers were wandering on it, which seemed very terrifying.

He walked to the side where the lights were turned off and stepped in the shadows.

With heavy steps, unknown black objects continued to overflow from under the robe, sticky, like gas and liquid. Even the places where they walked were left with a long trajectory, emitting a faint fishy smell.

This smell stimulated Miao Ling and brought her to her senses.

By the way, she still wants to run away!

However, when she turned to the exit, she found that Shi Guan Pan had already crawled back to the room at some point. The originally open wooden door closed and closed her way out.

...Damn old flattery!

Miao Ling looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer to the secret room, hesitated for a while, and followed quietly.

There is still a road in the secret room!