Chapter 130: Bloody Pavilion

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  Leng Shiqi walked into the stone room and found that it was unusually rudimentary, with nothing but a stone bed and a pair of tables and chairs.
  There are several sets of clothes neatly placed on the stone bed.
  Leng Shiqi first lowered his head and looked at his body. Originally, he was wearing a flowing ink robe and a large white robe.
  However, when he fought fiercely with the fusion blood beast, he activated the beast element war pattern and broke the white robe to pieces. Later, the venom of his hard anti-snake head also destroyed the flowing ink clothing.
   At this time, Leng Shiqi still had a few rags hanging on his body, looking very embarrassed.
  He shook his head with a wry smile, and then looked at the clothes on the stone bed. Maybe he had been wearing black for a long time, so he picked a black robe.
  After a while, he changed his clothes and walked out of the stone room, and found that Yushu and Xiaoming had already come out.
  Xianming was dressed in dark green clothes and hugged her arms without saying a word.
  Yushu is wearing a white robe, but his expression is slightly deep, a bit different from his usual.
  The last one that came out was Gu San. She was dressed casually in Tsing Yi, without any fan, but she looked more delicate and refined.
  After all four of them came out, they returned to the pool together, and Lao Mu directly said: "Let’s go with us first, let’s go while we have something."
  The four had to keep up.
   "Opening up the secret realm of Bloodmist Island to cultivate you, and the sect you are about to join is the Bloody Clothes Pavilion."
  Leng Shiqi heard the three words "Xueyi Pavilion" and felt that this sect might not be a serious force.
  Sure enough, Old Wood continued: "The Bloody Cloth Pavilion is a powerful sect ranked among the next sect list and one of the top seven.
   is the famous Continent, well-deserved in the Leiyan Dynasty, the strongest killing gesture!
   has been passed down for thousands of years. "
  Here, Lao Mu Pao paused and looked at Sirao's reaction.
  However, instead of showing shock and admiration, Leng Seventeen Four people looked a little silly and didn't seem to understand what he was up to.
that's the truth.
  The old wood's sect list, the Qijue, the continent, and the dynasty, sound very powerful.
  But!
  Leng Shiqi has always stayed in the narrow secret realm of Xuemist Island since he came to this world, and has no idea about external affairs.
  He has no idea what continent he is in, what dynasty he is in, or even what year it is.
  So he didn't catch a cold with the things of the old wooden office, but secretly said: "Killing power? It really is not a serious school."
   Seeing the appearance of Leng Shiqi and the four people, Lao Mu could not help feeling a little embarrassed, and he opened his mouth to continue.
  Old Bones stopped him in time, and suddenly four thin books appeared in his hands and threw them to Leng Shiqi.
   "Some things about the Bloody Clothes Pavilion are written on it, you can read it for yourself."
  Lao Mu’s mouth moved slightly at this time, but no sound was heard. He condensed into a line and passed into the old bone’s ear:
Old bone! You take down my platform!

   "Anyone who doesn't even have gambling products, what more tables are needed."
  "……"
  Not long, the two old men brought Leng Shiqi and others to a huge stone gate.
   The old bone said: "Be prepared."
   "???"
  Leng Seventeen-four people are all puzzled, what should they do to prepare?
  "Boom~Boom~"
   Shimen was pushed by the old bones and developed a heavy voice, he went on to say: "Prepare, welcome the light."
  As soon as the voice of the old bone fell, Shimen was completely opened, and a ray of sunlight was projected in.
  The second ray, the third ray, the hundredth ray... countless rays of sunlight came in!
  Leng Shiqi could not help turning his head, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover it, but still squinted his eyes to actively welcome the long-lost light.
  When they got used to it, they took the initiative to walk out of Shimen, feeling the faint warmth of the sun on their bodies, Leng Shiqi even felt happier than the cultivation base entering the fifth floor of the Spirit Realm!
  Because he hasn't seen sunshine for almost two years!
  After a while, they recovered from the warm feeling, and then they began to look around.
  Leng Shiqi looked around and found that several of them were at the top of a peak.
   Somewhat strangely, this mountain looks like a pillar thrust into the sky, but it is a bit like a pillar magnified countless times.
  He couldn't help but think of a doubt: "How should we go down?"
"what!!"
  But at this moment, a sudden shout attracted his attention.
  Leng Shiqi turned his head and saw that Yushu ran to the edge of the cliff and shouted loudly, and a faint echo came back.
  Yushu then laughed upright.
   "Hahahaha..."
   "Haha...I finally came out!"
"Out……"
  Leng Shiqi couldn't look at Yushu, but it was nothing. He knew that there were too many things buried in Yushu's heart, so let him go.
  After a while, Yushu walked back lightly, with a familiar smile on Leng Shiqi's face.
  Old Wood chuckled softly: "You are a little bit interesting, let's go back to the sect."
  As soon as his voice fell, he waved his sleeves, and suddenly a strong wind engulfed Leng Shiqi and Gu San.
  The next moment, Old Wood actually took them directly off the cliff, walked through the air, broke through the air!
  Old Bones followed closely with Yushu and Xiongming.
  At this moment, Leng Shiqi had already set off a stormy sea in his heart. He was horrified, he was curious, he wanted to know what realm the old man carrying him was? !
  
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  There were a few people sitting in the hall, and these people were all dressed in blood-colored robes, with masks of various shapes on their faces. The masks covered the entire face, even the eyes were not exposed, and they could not be seen.
  On the high seat in the hall, there was a person sitting right upside down. There was only a knife mark on his mask.
  This person is the contemporary master of the Bloody Clothes Pavilion, hate the knife!
Sitting on the lower left side of   Hengdao is the deputy pavilion master, Moshuang Guiren. Irregular black ink stains all over his mask, like splashed ink.
On the lower right side of   Hengdao, there was a person standing, and his mask was carved with a mountain of bones.
  At this moment, he is carefully polishing a strange-shaped white bone in his hand. He is the elder of the blood-clothed pavilion, the bone demon.
  Further down, a row of seats is neatly arranged, and there are nine seats.
  But there are only six people sitting in it, and three more places are free, namely the first, second and eighth.
  The six people who were sitting were all sitting in a distressed position, and did not dare to breathe.
  Everyone in the hall is waiting, waiting for the two old men and the people brought by the old man.
  Not long after, two roaring sounds came, and everyone turned their heads, seeing Old Wood and Old Bones carrying cold seventeen and four people descending!