The villain female supporting role will never mix with the original plot

This cave is so deep, and the people in the blood coffins are sealed by the blood sacrifice array. The hundreds of thousands of corpses and remains under the ice road all prove the power of the sealed people.

The person who activated the Blood Sacrifice Array and the person in the blood coffin obviously have a huge grudge. If this is the case, then such a cave cannot be built by him. It must be the cave of the person in the coffin.

One can imagine the strength of a person who needs to use the Blood Sacrifice Array to seal him. Such a strong person would not be alone in his cave.

Inkstone Chun wiped off the blood on his hands and began to feel along the wall. He discovered that the wall was not smooth and had many lines, but these lines were invisible to the naked eye and could only be touched with his hands or body.

It can only be detected by touch. Yan Sichun walked around the wall three times, and her hands also touched the wall three times, not missing every texture.

After the third lap, Yan Sichun stopped, lowered his head slightly, and chuckled softly from the corners of his lips: "I'm really getting more and more curious, who are you."

The textures on the wall were not unfamiliar to Yan Si Chun, but they were not very familiar either. He touched them three times before realizing that they were the topographic map of the Yan family's forbidden areas. The topographic map of the Yan family's forbidden areas was outlined with lines. This was a perfect match for the Yan family.

Yan Sichun didn't know how much he knew about the forbidden area. He only knew that his familiarity would not be inferior to hers.

But what do these lines mean? Yan Sichun returned to the blood coffin and slowly sat down against the blood coffin. She needed to rest. She had lost too much blood in the blood sacrifice formation just now, and now she has a headache.

A little dizzy.

Yan Sichun leaned on the coffin, with his eyes closed, thinking about what the topographic map of the forbidden area meant, and whether he was too concerned about it. These lines are just topographic maps and have no other meanings.

Since these lines are related to forbidden areas, it is possible that others are related to forbidden areas as well.

The forbidden area is a place that even the head of the Yan family cannot enter. She has entered it three times. Twice she made a big mistake and was imprisoned and punished. Every time she entered, she almost died there.

What flashed through Yan Sichun's mind quickly was what the forbidden place was and what was the most important thing about the forbidden place. Isn't it dangerous and cruel punishment?

Yan Sichun quickly remembered the most cruel punishment in the forbidden area - being wrapped to pieces.

In the Wrapping and Breaking type, the person is wrapped up and then a Nine-Revolution Soul Pill is placed in the victim's mouth to hold it. Then all the muscles and bones of the victim's body will be pulled out, and the skin will be peeled off layer by layer.

When you come down, a roller will be used to crush the remaining flesh and blood. The roller will first run over your arms, then your legs and feet, then your lower abdomen, and finally your brain, over and over again until it turns into a pool of mud, which will tear the entire process.

With the Nine-Revolution Soul Pill hanging, as long as the victim is not in the last section, he will remain awake, feeling every bit of pain, watching his muscles and bones being pulled out one by one, and his skin being peeled off layer by layer.

, and then watched his flesh and blood being crushed into pulp.

Forbidden areas, punishment, tearing, blood, killing, blood sacrifice, she thought, she understood.

Yan Sichun opened his pair of smart Saint Laurent purple eyes, stood up and looked at the square plate filled with blood above his head, looked at the iron chains on the wall, kicked off the coffin lid with his feet, jumped up, and raised his hands

Grasping the purple iron chain firmly, he left the blood coffin with his feet and grabbed the chain high up without hesitation.

Reaching the top of the purple iron chain, Yan Sichun was now only one centimeter away from the wall. He stepped on the wall, stretched out his hands, and grabbed the transparent iron chain. With the remaining strength of the push, Yan Sichun

Spinning in the air, her feet and head changed directions. Now her head was facing the wall, and she kicked the square plate fiercely. A lot of blood in the square plate spilled out from her kick, and the wall was also stained with blood.

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Feeling that it was not enough, Yan Sichun simply used his feet to hook the hollow part of the square plate, straighten his waist with force, and gradually straightened his waist with his hands, like a handstand, because his body was no longer balanced, and he had to maintain balance with Yan Sichun's feet.

It also started to tilt upward.

One side of the square plate was hooked upwards by Yan Sichun's feet, unable to maintain balance. The square plate tilted, and the blood in the square plate poured down. After a while, the blood in the square plate was poured out completely.

The blood coffin below became blurry again and the scene inside was unclear. There was only a little blood left in the square plate. Yan Sichun's feet no longer hooked the square plate, and made a 180-degree rotation in the air before landing floating on the ground.

Yan Sichun touched the ground and dyed his hands scarlet red, fused his own blood with the blood just poured out of the square plate, and drew a series of mysterious lines on the wall.

When the entire wall was covered with lines drawn by blood, dull rumbling sounds came from the main room. Inkstone Chun concentrated on looking for the source of the sound.

Underground? Yan Sichun looked at the blood mist on the ground in the main room. Instead of touching the ground with his ears, he felt it with his hands.

For such a loud sound, you can feel the vibration of the ground with your hands to determine whether the source of the sound comes from underneath.

Passing through the blood mist with his hand, Yan Sichun put his hand against the ground. After a while, Yan Sichun retracted his arm. The sound did come from the underground. So where is the entrance?

Yansi Chun began to walk around the main room, looking for the underground entrance. After taking a few steps, he felt that the soles of his feet were empty, and then his body lost balance and fell very quickly. In addition, the height of the main room from the underground space was not

It was very high. Before Yan Sichun could react to maintain his body balance, Yan Sichun crashed into a cold spring.

"Hiss." Yan Sichun made a sound because the cold spring was too cold. He quickly jumped out of the cold spring and looked at the underground space. It was very humid and cold, with the sound of water dripping and the cold air of the cold spring filling the air.

The underground space is not big, and you can see the whole thing at a glance. Yan Sichun glanced around for several times, but he didn't see anything strange, except for this cold spring.

Yan Sichun looked at the blood and dirt on his body, and then looked at the biting cold spring. The cleanliness on his body defeated the cold. He took off the rags on his body and entered the cold spring shivering.

He picked up the spring water with his hands and began to clean his body. It took a lot of time, but he finally cleaned himself thoroughly. Just as he was about to walk out of the cold spring, he felt a touch of warmth in his Dantian.

Warmth? He was obviously numb from the cold, and the warmth in his Dantian gradually turned into fiery heat. There seemed to be a demonic fire burning inside his Dantian. Yan Sichun instinctively looked for very cold objects, and saw half of his body.

His body had already left the cold spring, and he sat down suddenly, placing his whole body in the cold spring.

The heat in the dantian made Yan Sichun's cheeks turn crimson, and the cold spring could only suppress it slightly. When Yan Sichun was thinking about how to deal with the fire in the dantian, the water in the cold spring began to rise sharply, and the temperature also dropped sharply.

Chun's feet were already frozen.

The cold spring overflowed instantly, the underground space was covered by the cold spring, and there was also cold spring water in the main room that Yan Sichun could not see.

The ice on Yan Sichun's body has reached his waist. If he continues, he may turn into an ice sculpture and become a cold spring forever. The most terrible thing is that the fire in Dantian is not suppressed because the temperature of the cold spring is getting lower and lower. On the contrary, it is getting colder and colder.

The more prosperous it becomes, the two heavens of ice and fire make life worse than death.

The ice is very thick. Yan Sichun only has one head that has not been frozen yet, and he is completely unable to use his strength. Is this probably a death struggle? Suddenly, Yan Sichun keenly felt an icy breath behind him, which was similar to Leng Quan's.

The breaths are somewhat similar but different. The difference is that the coldness is from far to near, not like spring water, but like a living body.

But Yan Sichun couldn't turn his head now. After a while, the ice cubes on Yan Sichun's body broke automatically. But because it had just thawed, he could not move yet. A cold and slippery hand held Yan Sichun's waist.

, Yan Sichun's whole body was trembling, but the fire in his Dantian was suppressed, and a strong force erupted in his Dantian.

This force suddenly stopped the rising cold spring water. Yan Sichun felt the changes in his body most clearly. There was an ice blue bead in his Dantian.