As the saying goes, the emperor and queen of heaven have changed their land, and the emperor's life is actually not very valuable in the eyes of some higher existences, especially this guy who made Mo Xie eat sweet potatoes as a staple food for many days, it is really a **** that makes people unable to save him.

Even masters and heroes can only use sweet potatoes as a staple food, and in this world, the people have long been bored.

This was confirmed by Mo Ye with his own eyes on the way to the Spirit Hidden Temple.

But he still accepted the task of the Holy Codex, and took twelve rookies who had only been trained for half a day, and who could only pull the trigger but not change the magazine.

Calculating that it has been six days since he came to this world, and he has not received the news that the god has obtained the dragon bone, it is indeed necessary to urge the progress of the other party, and persuade those widows not to be blinded by the prosperous flower world of the imperial capital and forget what they are here for.

The good dragon mound doesn't go, grinding and chirping, it's really not dedicated.

It would have taken ten days to set off from the Lingyin Temple to the Imperial Capital if the strength of ordinary people's feet was the unit, but this time it was different from the previous situation when they rushed to the Lingyin Temple from the Gate of Life and Death - they got horses.

I have to say that there are so many unknown doors, and even a group of high-rollers who are interested in the anti-Japanese movement and bring their own horses and dry food all the way.

With the living sign of "nameless", a group of high-rollers blatantly rode on the official road, and I don't know how many forces were alarmed along the way, some of these forces chose to be silent, and some chose to join the horse team to fight against the thieves, and the slogan of "driving away, excluding, and returning to me, river, and mountain" once resounded in the sky.

Mo Xie didn't make any comments on these heroic friends, he just walked halfway and chose to take a few of the protagonists of the original work and the guns and men he had temporarily trained to jump into the trail, and take a shortcut from the trail to the imperial city.

Mo Xie was actually not in a hurry at all, otherwise he could have used the fly, in fact, in his original plan, he wanted to wait for the god to take out the dragon bone, and tell the world that he was not a god to carry it to heaven before setting off.

Taking the keel is dirty work, and holding the keel will cause infamy, of course, this precedent cannot be opened by the positive character of Mo Ye.

But now, for the sake of the "one hundred yuan", Mo Xie had to travel under the stars, and everyone rushed to the main gate of the imperial capital after running alive and scrapping two horses along the way.

"Go in quietly, don't shoot a gun!"

Before arriving at the Imperial City, the night was already like ink, and it was good to say that among the people who had gone through almost two days and two nights of travel, it was good to say that most of those who had been recruited as gunmen were already tired, and a few of them relied on tying themselves to their horses so as not to fall behind.

Who has the mood and strength to shoot in such a situation?

Mo Xie's sentence was pure nonsense, but it was still an order with the meaning of a preventive shot, but his next sentence was diametrically opposed. Not nonsense, but meaningless.

"Get off the horse! I'll go first, and it's convenient! Who wants to come along?"

Mo Xie really couldn't ride a horse, coupled with the terrible staple food and his overly strong digestion ability, and the slight excitement generated by seeing the imperial city in front of him, he had a stomachache.

It's really indecent, but many of the companions are either heroes who have seen the world, or they are farmers who have never seen the world at all, and have been fooled into becoming gunmen by a group of people who have seen the world and understand the routines. Only the two ladies in the team expressed great dissatisfaction with this, but they could not say anything because of their low seniority.

So Mo Xie led a group of men and horses into the grove on the edge of the imperial city, and after about a quarter of an hour the group came out, while the horses that had fallen with blood mold were left in the woods of the filthy land.

"It seems that the nameless seniors have succeeded in attracting most of the enemy, and now the guards in the imperial city are terrifyingly lax. ”

The people with the highest martial arts skills in the team quietly touched under the city wall, and Nie Feng performed light skills to climb up the city tower and sneak into the city to open the door for everyone, according to his description, there was not even a night watchman on the city tower.

Of course, Mo Ye had known this for a long time, in fact, to be precise, almost all the armed forces in the entire imperial city were now concentrated in a secret place in the backyard of the imperial palace.

……

The Emperor finally confessed.

When the two eunuchs took sharpened knives and carried out the execution in his most critical places, he finally broke down.

In the end, he compromised, violated the iron rules handed down by his ancestors and ancestors, and was carried on a stretcher to lead the group of godless people into the land of the dragon mound.

"Which cave leads to the dragon mound?"

Pulling the Emperor from the stretcher, he asked, pointing to the various holes in the Dragon Tomb Land.

There are more than ten holes in the periphery of the dragon mound, and after entering from any of the holes, you will encounter a different number of forks, when the emperor did not compromise before, no god sent people to try, at first most of the people were lost in the secret passage, and then everyone took methods such as leaving markers, pulling ropes, etc., but without exception, they did not reach the dragon mound. And for some reason, the air in the passages in the Land of the Dragon Tomb is so thin and the oxygen content is so low that even the best Yakshara can only walk in it for half an hour.

It is precisely because of this series of limitations and problems that the emperor has been able to survive until now.

"Let me lead the way in front and go this way first. ”

The Emperor said, pointing to one of the many openings.

"We don't need you to go in, tell us the route, don't try to play tricks!"

Absolutely suspicious, the emperor wanted to play tricks, and he was worried that there was any power left in the dragon mound to guard the royal family, so he threatened.

Behind him, two eunuchs in the cleansing room unleashed two knives that terrified the Emperor.

"Let's go. At the critical moment, there was no god to stop the heart, "He can't play tricks." ”

"Yes. ”

Desperate put away the threat, waved his hand and carried the Emperor into the hole, and he and the Absolute God followed behind the Emperor.

"To the left. ”

Along the way, everyone turned around, and someone on the road had been making marks and drawing maps, and only halfway through, the tracks that everyone had walked on the map were combined into the shape of a nine-curved dragon, and at this time, even a master of this grade could clearly feel the difficulty of breathing.

"Dad, we're probably more than a thousand feet underground!"

Heartless.

"If you can't, stay!"

Absolutely Wushen looked at the map handed over by his subordinates, and looked at the trajectory he had walked, and he had a feeling of "hope is in front of him".