The burial place of the immortal-level figures!

Su Luo's throat moved up and down and asked, "How much time do I have left?"

As soon as the words came out, he himself was a little surprised by the dryness of his voice, and his old face turned red.

Taiqing looked at him with a smile, under the temptation of the immortal monarch-level tomb, he was not afraid that this fox would not take the bait, and said with an indifferent look: "As long as you handle it properly, before the Seven Immortal Banquet, other immortal-level forces will not notice any movement, how about it, isn't it difficult?"

Su Meng cleared his throat, came back to his senses, and said suspiciously: "Seeing that you know this tomb group very well, I'm afraid you even know what is in it, right?"

Taiqing rarely showed a little surprise, scratched his head and said: "You also know that my previous master is Liyun Immortal Jun, whose origin is ancient, he has been in charge of the immortal realm for nearly 10,000 years, and he knows very well about the many secrets of this world. This Thunder Heavenly Monarch was killed by my ancestor's design. ”

Su Meng couldn't help but gasp, there is also such a close inheritance between the Yin people?

Although the old man Taiqing is not bad to himself, he is essentially an eternal yin man who hides behind his back and does bad things. According to Su Li, his master is also a dangerous person with deep wisdom and wisdom. Well, now it turns out that even the master of Liyun Immortal Monarch is so bad, and he has killed a generation of Immortal Monarch and his subordinates in the human realm!

What is an immortal lineage? Isn't this a living example!

"What do you need?" Su Meng looked at him vigilantly, this was a super yin man who had been passed down from generation to generation! he wouldn't believe that this unscrupulous old man would give him such a big benefit for no reason.

"What do I want?" the old man blew his beard and glared, "What's the catch, let's start five or five." Heaven and earth are rare, never too much. ”

"No way. The little fox's eyes widened, and he looked physically and mentally traumatized, "I'm going to work hard, and you're going to sit and reap the benefits?" ”

"Deal!"

Taiqing agreed very happily, but it made Su Meng a little suspicious, and he couldn't help but say inch by inch: "I will definitely make a move on this trip, what if I am found to be heeled, you have to give me some magic weapons to cover my breath." ”

"The old man is so poor, are you embarrassed to come and loot me?" the old man muttered, but still took out a pendant shaped like a leaf from his bosom and threw it to Su Ming, "The leaf of the blind eye, brought down by the fairy world, is absolutely excellent." ”

The little fox looked at him and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say why, so he agreed.

......

When Wan'er hugged Su Meng and left the Metaverse in tears, the little fox's heart collapsed.

He had previously chosen Qianqian as his spokesperson and taught her the same exercises as his own, so that the aura on the two of them would become similar, and they could use this to conceal their existence. Theoretically, now that he has learned so many Yuan Sect techniques, he can also find a Yuan Sect disciple who is familiar with him to temporarily cover up the heavenly opportunity.

How could Taiqing not think of this stubble, after deceiving him into a prototype, he called Princess Zhaoyang who was preparing to travel without saying a word.

"Eight girls, you also know Qianqian's situation, this fox will be handed over to you. Taiqing picked up Su Ming, who looked confused, and handed it to Wan'er's arms.

"Is this a rice ball?" As a close friend of the little apprentice, she naturally knew the little fox's "nickname" in Mufu, which almost made the old man Taiqing, who was brewing "sadness", unable to hold back his laughter.

Under the gaze of the little fox who almost wanted to kill, Taiqing stretched the expression as if an old friend was about to go, how pompous and exaggerated he was, and sighed: "At the beginning, Qianqian's girl sent the dying it to me, hoping that I could save him and let him live for a few more years." It's a pity that the deadline has come...... I'm afraid I won't survive this year. ”

You won't be able to live this year! Su Meng secretly slandered himself, with such a false acting skill, he could only deceive Zhaoyang, a junior who was full of respect and love for him.

Sure enough, Wan'er, who heard the bad news, did not doubt the meaning of the master at all, raised her hand to cover her mouth, tears crystal clear, and couldn't help sliding down her cheeks. What a cute little fox, how can you ......

Su Meng's face twitched, but he also knew that he couldn't explain why the fox who had always been by Qianqian's side disappeared, so he adjusted his body functions quite cooperatively, made a drooping old look, and glared at him who was almost laughing out of the pig's cry.

Even the apprentice is deceived, and when he goes out in the future, he can't say that he knows him. The little fox, who had no say at all in this matter, secretly despised the conspirators.

In this way, Wan'er, who was immersed in grief, took over the task of sending the poor snow fox back to his master, without noticing the strangeness of the master and the fox.

......

It was getting late, and the girl returned to the imperial city through the teleportation array, so she naturally chose to go home and rest for one night before making plans.

Su Meng looked up at the forbidden city in front of him that was shining under the moonlight and was like a dream, and couldn't help grinning. Growing up in Cangyun City since he was a child, he has never seen such a night scene.

The adult children of the royal family are supposed to move out of the palace, and the ninth princess, who is an immortal, is obviously not in this case.

Wan'er walked through the labyrinthine intricate walls of the Imperial Garden, avoiding the bustling and exquisite palace complexes with great familiarity, and it took a long time to stop in front of a low palace where there was not even a plaque.

"It's here. She held the fox in one hand, pulled up her long hair that fell from her sideburns, and chuckled.

It is a palace with vermilion as the main tone. There are no exquisite carvings, no complicated structures, and even the red paint on the door wall looks a little mottled and seems to have fallen off a lot.

Su Meng was a little stunned for a while, looking at her clear smile, at a loss.

"Isn't it strange?" Wan'er teased the stunned fox in her arms, and the thought of his imminent death filled her heart with an indescribable sadness and sympathy, "This was originally a cold palace, and I have lived here with my mother since I was a child. ”

"Later, I was fortunate enough to be accepted as a disciple by Shizun, so I asked for this palace......"

Wan'er's warm palm gently caressed the fox's back, and told him about her experience here, perhaps because no one had ever been able to accompany her to enjoy the court at night, and she was especially happy at this time.

Su Meng lay in her arms, extremely quiet, listening to her joyful or sad past.

The cold palace is not big, but there are only the two of them, and it is indeed too cold.

Probably tired of playing, Wan'er didn't practice again that night, but hugged the little fox and fell asleep.

Su Meng curled up in a ball, and vaguely, he seemed to feel two soft lips imprinted on the corners of his forehead.

......

The little fox did not sleep, but immersed his mind in the cultivation tips of the "Burning Heaven True Method".

This method of cultivating the battle body, paying attention to the original intention of going straight to the avenue with an invincible body, and the entry requirements are so high that he has only seen it in his life, not only does he need to refine two peerless treasures into his body as the foundation, but also requires the cultivator to have the spirit of the imperial road in order to cultivate this method to the highest realm.

Even though it is difficult to find peerless treasures, there are traces, what is that imperial spirit? Su Meng was well-read at the beginning, and he may not have been stimulated by these four words, but unfortunately he still has no clue until now.

However, now that he was in the inner courtyard of the palace, his mind couldn't help but come alive.

Perhaps, you can find an emperor to observe?