The moment No. 6 turned around, the smile on his face closed, and a gloomy color appeared in his eyes.

The fugitives shuddered and dared not speak out.

Standing on the altar, Song Qingxiao watched the figures of No. 6 and No. 7 quickly descend the stairs, seemingly afraid that he would regret it. A few minutes later, he had already descended the stairs and appeared on the square.

On the 6th, he heard what he said before. After the stars reversed, the direction of the altar of the dead was changed.

He got off the square, and under the gaze of Song Qingxiao and other people, he walked straight in the direction he had when he came back and forth.

No. 7 followed him, and after a short while, the figures of the two of them were submerged in the thick fog and slowly disappeared.

Until the footsteps of the two could no longer be heard, Song Qingxiao's eyes sank and waved:

"We are also ready to go."

The number one asked:

"Don't wait anymore?"

"What are you waiting for?" Song Qing raised her eyebrows and asked back. Number one scratched her head: "Wait for number six and they will go a little further and follow along!"

After he said this, he saw Song Qingxiao silently, just staring at himself, and he couldn't help feeling very surprised:

"Don't you want No. 6 and No. 7 to take the lead, using them as pioneers to explore the way, and seeing if there is any danger ahead, then you can respond?"

Song Qing laughed and laughed at him, looking at him with a foolish look. When he saw No.1, his complexion changed drastically, and he trembled:

"No, no! It's a lie! Do you really want to go back and save those people?"

Song Qing looked down on his face of disbelief and couldn't help laughing:

"Otherwise you think I'm joking with you?"

Her remarks were regarded as acknowledgment of No.1's speculation. When she ordered No.1 to be confused, her intestines turned blue with regret.

He had too much brain supplement before. When Song Qingxiao was talking nonsense with No.6, No.1 didn't believe Song Qingxiao's inner rhetoric at all, only that she was using it to deceive No.6!

So when No. 6 asked him which side he chose to follow, after seeing Song Qingxiao’s tyrannical strength, No. 1 chose to stand in Song Qingxiao’s camp without hesitation!

Unexpectedly, Song Qingxiao really decided to follow the fugitives back to the terror camp. Didn't this make it clear that he was going to die? Number One stomped her feet in a hurry.

He hurriedly walked a few steps to the edge of the altar, trying to chase the footsteps of No. 6 and No. 7, but at this time the two figures had long since disappeared in the thick fog, and even the footsteps could not be heard, nowhere could they be seen. What?

"I..." No.1 wanted to cry without tears, and stared at No.5, his face was calm, and he was not excited by Song Qing's words, as if he had already counted them in his heart.

One's strength has been consumed by more than half along the way, and it has also been injured. If it is alone and no one helps each other, it may be difficult to complete the trial alive and return to reality.

At this time, there was no other way but to walk with Song Qingxiao and others.

Song Qingxiao ignored the crying No.1, she took the lead in the direction of the stairs, No.5 followed her, and the remaining fugitives also supported each other and walked under the altar.

Number One stood on the altar for a while, even though ten thousand horses galloped in her heart, she finally turned into helplessness: "Wait for me."

He chased up the footsteps of the brigade headquarters, everyone went down the stairs, and the leading Song Qing path went straight to the direction where No. 6 and No. 7 had disappeared. When No. 1 saw this scene, the original lifeless expression suddenly changed again. A little looser.

The ground of the square is exactly the same as when the people stepped into the altar of the undead before, and the ground was crisscrossed with gray-white nicks.

After knowing that these raised objects may be human bones that once died on the altar of the undead, I have seen these skeletons resurrected with my own eyes. The sound made his scalp numb.

In a panic, a group of people have already stood still on the edge of the square.

"Number one."

Number One is guessing whether Song Qingxiao's previous remarks deliberately wanted to deceive the fugitives among the trialists. In fact, when she wanted to lead a few people out of the mountain pass, she heard Song Qingxiao speak to him. .

"what?"

When he thought of the beauty, he couldn't help showing his joy, and in response, Song Qing said:

"Give me an arrow."

"Oh." No. One was conjure, took out a few small arrows from his body, and handed them in the direction of Song Qingxiao:

"Are you going to mark again? Let's go here too?"

"Yes." Song Qingxiao drew an arrow from his hand, as if he had just entered the square before, inserting the arrow into the ground to make a mark:

"When we came, we came from this direction. The life path and the dead end of the altar of the dead should belong to the opposite direction."

Her thoughts were clear at these words, and her mood was flying when she heard them.

"After the stars reversed, the direction of the life gate and the death gate of the altar of the dead was reversed."

According to this situation, it would have been right for the 6th and 7th to flee in this direction, but Song Qingxiao looked around:

"This should become a small barrier on its own."

At present, the first few sentences of Song Qing's novels are completely what he thought, except for the last sentence, which is unknown.

"What do you mean?"

No. 5 asked, Song Qing urinated and spread out her palms. Under the dim light, frost appeared on her palm, forming a crystal clear ice ball:

"That is to say, when the altar of the undead turns due to the reversal of the stars, the entrance and exit of the outside world will not be changed due to the turning of the altar of the undead."

She pointed at the tiger's mouth with the other finger, "Assuming this is the entrance, then after the stars reverse, the exit will still be here."

When Song Qingxiao spoke, the spiritual power in his body held up the ice puck, making the ice puck suspended nearly two or three centimeters from the palm of his hand.

With this move, she saw her pupils shrink slightly, and she secretly sighed that she was so powerful that she had achieved such a handy use of abilities~lightnovelpub.net~No. 6 and No. 7 were in the right direction. ," She shook her head, "but they forgot one thing, that is, when the stars reversed, everything on the altar of the dead was turned upside down, and the direction we faced was different from when we came. "

Therefore, the real gate of life should indeed be the direction when everyone comes, but it should not be headed back, but should be turned in the direction when they come and go, it should be the real gate of escape!

In other words, No. 6 and No. 7 originally judged that they were right, but they made a mistake and did not escape the door. They may have already hit a dead end.

Her explanation made No.1 overjoyed:

"Then we..."

"Let's go too." Young General Song Qing squeezed the palm of his hand, and the ice puck lost its spiritual support. Under the pressure of her spiritual power, it suddenly turned into tens of thousands of snow and sand splashed out.

She walked in the direction where the two of No. 6 and No. 7 left, and she saw the eyelids of No. 1.

"Hey, hey, that's not right!"