Chapter 133
Chen Jing wanted to grab him by the collar and curse him a few words, but when he thought about how sharp the sword was... Chen Jing felt that he could endure it a little longer.
Now he only had two choices before him.
Either you open the door obediently, but you might get killed by the key.
Or disobedient...
Then the head fell to the ground.
Think about it carefully.
Chen Jing discovered that this was not a multiple-choice question at all.
Because he had no choice at all, at least he had a chance to survive if he obeyed and opened the door.
But then I thought about it.
Chen Jing felt that this matter was not that simple.
If the reality is what Zhao Puxian said, entering the Yellow King's Courtyard will deprive him of all his abilities from the sequence... Then isn't his promotion ceremony just a joke?
And let him hold the "key to the door" of the medium.
And let him enter the Yellow King's courtyard.
He also wanted to kill Zhao Puxian.
"Give me the key, which means you want me to enter the palace, but if you die as soon as you use the key... the promotion ceremony can't force a living person to death."
Chen Jing muttered in his heart, his panic gradually calmed down.
Maybe it's optimism.
Or maybe it's because he feels like he can't be that unlucky.
At this moment he suddenly had an idea.
Is it possible... that my power has not been taken away?
Chen Jing is not a fool.
He could roughly feel it from the "deep space sequence" in which he awakened. This sequence should be inextricably linked to the Yellow King.
In addition, the key was also left to him by the old man from the watch world...
Chen Jing remembers it very clearly.
In the letter left by the old man, he foresaw many things that would happen in the future, so maybe he also foresaw today? !
"Old man, please don't hurt me..."
Chen Jing glanced at Zhao Puxian, who had slowly drawn out his sword, and walked forward boldly, holding the door key in his hand tightly.
This massive pointed arch has no keyhole.
At least Chen Jing couldn't find it after searching around.
Just when he was about to turn around and ask Zhao Puxian if he had any good suggestions, he found that the door key in his hand suddenly trembled violently.
It's like I've been summoned in some way.
The originally dull door key suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light at this moment.
The next second.
The pointed arch suddenly trembled, and even the ground shook.
Golden dust kept shaking from the crack in the door.
Zhao Puxian watched this scene excitedly and couldn't help but let go of the hilt of his sword and strode to Chen Jing's side.
"This door was finally opened by me!"
"I opened it, okay..."
Chen Jing muttered in his heart but did not dare to say it out loud.
After all, Zhao Pseudo-Xian is extremely sinister and occasionally crazy. He might just draw his sword and kill someone if he doesn't hear what he says...
Accompanied by violent tremors.
The pointed arches of the palace slowly opened inward amid countless golden dust.
What's in the palace?
Chen Jing was looking forward to it.
He didn't dare to blink.
Staring intently at the increasingly wider crack in the door.
Although he hasn't seen the contents inside the palace, Chen Jing always feels that this palace is inseparable from its splendor.
After all, that's what Huang Wang's aesthetic is.
No matter where you are, you must make a shining piece of gold...
Until the door is completely opened.
Chen Jing's expectations were instantly shattered by reality.
There is nothing inside the door.
It was pitch black.
It's like another world.
"Go in." Zhao Puxian suppressed his excitement and tried his best to suppress the thoughts in his mind urging him to step into the hall quickly, "You take the lead! Hurry!"
"Do you need to be this careful?"
After all, Chen Jing couldn't help but ask, then bowed his head and took a few steps forward as if resigned to his fate.
Under Zhao Puxian's vigilant gaze, he stepped into King Huang's palace.
In fact, when the door opens.
Chen Jing had already confirmed that his inference was correct.
He in the deep space sequence...
It was indeed unaffected by disempowerment.
So when he stepped into the palace at this time, he didn't have any psychological pressure.
"Since you have opened the way for me, then I will..."
Seeing that everything was as usual after Chen Jing entered the palace, Zhao Puxian could no longer hold back the impulse in his heart, and followed Chen Jing to enter the palace.
But just when he was about to cross the threshold.
Zhao Puxian's movements froze.
Because he found that he couldn't step through the door at all!
"What's wrong with you?" Chen Jing looked at him with confusion on his face, thinking to himself, is this old guy standing at the door having a convulsion or something? What do you want to do when you pose like a golden rooster?
Zhao Puxian didn't answer. He put down his right foot and then raised his left foot, then tentatively took a step forward...
as expected.
Still no success this time.
Zhao Puxian put down his feet expressionlessly, stared straight at Chen Jing, then stretched out his hand and spread his palms.
"Give me the key."
At this moment, Chen Jing also understood...it seems that the bastard Zhao Puxian can't get in!
It looks like a wide open door.
In fact, there is a wall of air that is invisible to the naked eye.
Zhao Puxian tried several times but failed to break in. Even when he tentatively extended his hand into the hall, he was eventually blocked by the wall of air.
"Give me the key." Zhao Puxian repeated, his tone becoming a little urgent.
Hearing his urging, Chen Jing subconsciously looked at the key in his hand.
Suddenly he had an idea.
"Just take this opportunity to let this thing die..."
Chen Jing thought so, and then handed the key over calmly.
However, unexpectedly.
The key seemed to hit something hard in an instant.
Like Zhao Weixian.
It was directly blocked by the air wall.
"I can't pass it out..." Chen Jing frowned.
"Come out and give it to me again!" Zhao Weixian said hurriedly.
Chen Jing hummed, ready to try according to Zhao Weixian's words.
Soon.
Zhao Weixian was desperate.
Because he found that Chen Jing couldn't get out either.
Even if Chen Jing held the "key to the door" in his hand, he would still be blocked by the air wall.
"I can't get out..." Chen Jing tried several times in a row and found that he couldn't get out at all.
Seeing this scene.
Zhao Weixian's emotions completely collapsed.
His artificial eyeballs continued to tremble violently, and high-temperature steam visible to the naked eye was spewed out of his nasal cavity.
"You lied to me..."
"???"
"You lied to me!!!"
Zhao Weixian suddenly swung hundreds of swords at the air wall frantically, feeling that his years of waiting were a joke.
Looking at Chen Jing who was so close, Zhao Weixian wanted to skin him alive.
"You have been lying to me all the time!!!"
"I didn't lie to you! Otherwise, calm down first! We will think of a way..." Seeing that he suddenly became so crazy, Chen Jing hurriedly spoke to calm him down.
Chen Jing was not afraid that Zhao Weixian would take his anger out on him. After all, there was an air wall blocking him, and Zhao Weixian couldn't touch him at all.
But at this moment, the old man and the others were still outside.
If what Zhao Weixian said before was true, the power of the old descendants in the "Yellow King Courtyard" would be deprived, then the old man and the others should be no different from ordinary people now. If they ran into Zhao Weixian who was about to go crazy...
"They are there!"
In the jungle closest to the palace, Wei Nan's voice suddenly came.
Soon.
Two familiar figures jumped out of the jungle and came into Chen Jing's sight.
It was Wei Nan and the old man.
Seeing Wei Nan running with the old man on his back, Chen Jing's heart skipped a beat, thinking that what he feared would come true!
"You all have to die!"
Zhao Weixian turned around suddenly and saw Wei Nan and Chen Bofu who had just run out of the forest.
"Run!!!"
Chen Jing subconsciously wanted to rush out to stop Zhao Weixian, but was blocked by an invisible air wall in an instant.
He shouted at the top of his lungs, his face full of despair.
"Don't come over!!!"