Led by the black figure, the five members of the Northern Shadow Dance didn't know how long they had been running, and finally came to a flat and empty place, surrounded by messy weeds.
Not far away is a small white circular altar.
The altar is several meters high and is divided into two levels in total, and it seems to have a long time, full of vicissitudes.
Bei Ying Wu was very surprised in his heart, why there was an altar here They had just run all the way over, but they didn't see any people living around here.
Who would build such a strange altar in this desolate place Or is it that this bloody land was once inhabited, and then it was all gone, leaving only one altar like this?
The figure had led them here for something And she felt as if the bloody breath was coming from the altar.
The stone walls of the altar are carved with all kinds of strange totems, and at the very front of the altar there is a very strange stone tablet.
The stele is at least ten meters high and is carved with twisted characters.
Bei Ying Wu blinked, she was not very unfamiliar with those characters, wasn't that what would be commonly used on the talisman How could there be those things carved on this strange stone tablet.
Or is there something pressed under this altar?
"Hey, where did that guy go?"
Qiqi asked after looking around.
"Yes, what about others" Bailimo looked at the altar, and it was possible that he ran under the altar.
Bei Ying raised an eyebrow, she knew that the person was here.
"Stupid, I'm here."
Suddenly, an evil male voice sounded.
The five of them looked up, and saw a black figure sitting on the railing of the altar at some point, the man was wearing a red butterfly-shaped mask, his red lips hooked up a wicked arc, and his black eyes were full of playful light.
"You're Ji Thirteen," Bei Ying Wu asked with an eyebrow.
Judging from the other party's temperament and that snow-white and tender face, he seems to be very young.
"Oh, you even know my name, but you don't seem to be from the Northern Qi Royalty."
Ji 13 touched his chin and thoughtfully swept over the five people of the Northern Darkness Dance one by one.
"Who wouldn't know about the famous thief saint."
The Northern Dance chuckled.
"Hahaha, so I'm so famous."
"But you're wearing a mask full of commotion, which really doesn't symbolize your identity."
The Northern Dance looked at him with a playful smile. burst Baili Mo and a few people laughed.
A mask full of swagger Hahaha The corners of Ji Thirteen's mouth twitched fiercely, he glared at the Northern Shadow Dance, and retorted, "I'm called personality, do you understand it?"
"Northern Dance.
"Where did I get that painting?"
Emperor Wuxi's eyes were gloomy, and there was a chill all over him.
"What kind of painting" Ji 13 asked blankly and puzzled.
"You don't have to pretend to be ignorant, you took the ink painting hanging on the wall from the inner hall of the Northern Qi Emperor's bedroom that night."
Bei Ying Wu said slowly.
Ji Shisan was stunned for a moment, then raised his lips and smiled handsomely, "Hey, how can you be so clear" "Because I was going to take that painting."
The Northern Dance didn't mind telling him.
"I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed, what comes to me is mine."
Ji Thirteen raised his lips and said arrogantly.
"It is said that Ji Thirteen is a thief, there is nothing you can't steal, do you dare to make a bet with me to steal something, if you win, the painting belongs to you, if you lose, the painting belongs to me."
Bei Ying Wu raised her chin and looked at him defiantly. t1706231537: