"You, what are you laughing at!" The thin man standing on the side saw Ying Lou suddenly stand up, and suddenly felt eerie, and his back was cold, so he hurriedly moved two steps to his side and asked in a low voice.

"There are really people!" Ying Lou did not answer the thin man, but took a big step forward, walked to Fan Youwei's side, and said in a deep voice.

"You, did you see it too?" Fan Youwei turned his head and glanced at Yinglou and asked tentatively.

"Hmm!" Ying Lou nodded.

"Moreover, there is more than one!" Before Fan Youwei could say anything more, Ying Lou opened his mouth to add.

"What? Where is someone, can you two stop pretending to be ghosts and scaring people?" After hearing the conversation between Fan Youwei and Ying Lou, the thin man was already so frightened that he couldn't possess his body. He hurriedly stepped forward, sandwiched between Yinglou and Fan Youwei, and said this tremblingly.

At this time, Yinglou and Fan Youwei didn't have time to take care of the thin man, they each looked ahead, Yinglou was still relaxed, but Fan Youwei was already frowning, and some beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. For he saw the twinkling figure, getting closer and closer, and was about to reach them.

"It's coming!" At this moment, Ying Lou suddenly said in a deep voice, Fan Youwei saw the figure appear in front of him, and Ying Lou next to him had already raised a hand, pushed it forward, and slapped a palm directly on the abdomen of the blurred figure. The figure flew upside down in an instant, smashed into the ground, and dissipated in an instant.

"This, what's the situation!" After witnessing this scene, Fan Youwei hurriedly asked Yinglou softly.

"It's not an illusion, it should be the Yin soldiers who were placed here in advance! Lichen is really painstaking, it's just that these Yin soldiers can stop me!" After hearing Fan Youwei's question, Ying Lou immediately opened his mouth and said this to himself.

"Hey, you're going to leak your mouth!" After hearing Ying Lou's words, the breeze in his body was suddenly shocked, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to stop Ying Lou from continuing.

"What kind of thing is the Yin Soldier, you, what the hell are you two talking about!" Hearing this, the thin man's heart became more and more bottomless, and he trembled when he spoke.

"Here we go again!" As soon as the thin man finished asking, Fan Youwei immediately opened his mouth to say this. Ying Lou raised his head and saw a figure rushing towards him, so he gently handed out a hand and slapped the figure away.

"Come out, don't hide!" After shooting the figure away, Ying Lou took a step forward, and then said in a loud voice in the direction of the stairs in front of him, his tone was steady and majestic, and the momentum was magnificent.

Hearing Yinglou's sudden sentence, Fan Youwei immediately looked at him, and when he saw Yinglou at this time, he suddenly remembered the scene when he faced those terracotta warriors and horses in that tomb before. Fan Youwei was surprised to find that at this time, he seemed to have suddenly changed again, which really made Fan Youwei scratch his head.

As soon as Yinglou's words fell, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the palace, the wind was not strong, but it was very cold. Yinglou, who was standing at the front, didn't react in the slightest, but Fan Youwei and the thin man in the back were already trembling by the wind.

"Well, it's cold!" said the thin man, crouching on the ground with his body in his arms, and said with difficulty in his trembling voice.

The wind didn't last long before it stopped, and looking at the front of the Winning Tower, a neatly arranged samurai wearing black armor and holding a broadsword appeared under the high steps. On the steps of the net, on the left and right sides of each step stood an elite samurai wearing silver armor and holding a silver sword. Further up, on the left and right sides of the black throne stood a samurai in gold armor and a golden sword.

"The pomp is not small!" After seeing these "Yin soldiers" who finally appeared, Ying Lou said such a slightly mocking sentence coldly.

"This, what's going on!" After the thin man who was squatting on the ground found that the wind was no longer blowing, he quickly raised his head, and as soon as he looked up, he saw those warriors, and immediately sat on the ground in fright, muttering such a sentence in his mouth, but he didn't dare to make it too loud, for fear of alarming these guys wearing armor and holding weapons.

"This, this is the so-called Yin Soldier, right?" Fan Youwei, who was standing beside the thin man, looked at these warriors who suddenly appeared, and was also dumbfounded, but he was not as panicked as the thin man, but asked with curiosity.

"What, what! There really is such a thing!" Hearing Fan Youwei ask, the thin man was immediately frightened.

"That's right!" replied in a deep voice.

"Who is coming!" As soon as Ying Lou finished answering Fan Youwei's question, the row of warriors in black armor and holding steel swords standing at the bottom of the steps in front of him asked in unison. The sound was so loud that it resounded throughout the palace.

"I'm passing by, we're passing by, don't kill us!" After hearing the samurai's question, the thin man, who was already frightened, hurriedly opened his mouth and responded loudly, and while answering, he held his head and lowered his head and didn't dare to look at those samurai.

"Do you think you are qualified to ask me questions?" Ying Lou first glanced back at the thin man, shook his head helplessly, and then turned back to face those black-armored warriors and said in a deep voice.

"Bold!" After hearing Ying Lou's words, the black armor warrior immediately became very angry and yelled at Ying Lou.

"I think you're bold!" Ying Lou squinted his eyes, staring at those black-armored warriors, and said this faintly, his tone was flat, as if he was not angry, but there was a faint sense of murder.

"Kill!" As soon as Yinglou's words fell, the row of black-armored warriors shouted in unison, and then raised the steel knife in his hand and walked towards Yinglou with neat steps.

"Don't do it yourself!" Seeing those black-armored warriors walking towards him, Ying Lou said softly, then his eyes widened sharply, and he took a big step forward.

After Ying Lou took a step, the distance between him and those black-armored warriors was only one step away, and he slowly raised his right hand. Fan Youwei behind him unconsciously pinched his sweat, and the thin man still lowered his head and didn't dare to look up to see what was happening.

"Stand down!" After Ying Lou raised his hand, he spat out two words in a deep voice, and at the same time, he saw that the black-armored warrior who was confronting him was completely lifted into the air and flew backwards. It's as if you've been hit hard.

"Awesome!" Seeing that Ying Lou repelled a black-armored warrior as soon as he raised his hand, Fan Youwei immediately praised himself secretly.

Just as Fan Youwei praised Yinglou, the remaining black-armored warriors raised their steel knives and slashed at Yinglou almost at the same time. But Yinglou didn't mean to resist at all, just stood there stunned.

"Hit them!" Seeing that Yinglou did not move, Fan Youwei was so anxious that he stomped his feet.

Hearing Fan Youwei's extremely anxious voice, the thin man couldn't help but raise his head and peek at it.

(End of chapter)