Xin Moge waited for a moment, and his eyebrows showed impatience, "Don't test my patience. ”

Xi Zhuo resolutely relented and refused to give in, "Xin Moge, I don't believe you really dare to destroy the imperial mausoleum and let Feng Yu and your parents be buried below." ”

Xin Moge frowned, his face was dark, he couldn't blow up the entire imperial tomb for a while, he could wait for a while to see if Feng Yu could come out by himself. But if the time passes, the imperial tomb is blown up and collapsed, Feng Yu will be in danger below. But he couldn't show the slightest worry, as before, otherwise he would only let Xi Zhuo know how much the chips in his hand were, which made Xi Zhuo even more reluctant to let go.

Xi Zhuo saw that Xin Moge was silent, and felt that he had slightly pulled back half of the game, and a sneer flashed on his face.

Xin Moge also sneered, and replied in a bet-like tone: "Okay, let's compare and see who can't hold their breath first in the end." With that, Simmogo instructed the wounded secret guard behind him, "You go outside and summon a few people, and immediately take them down to look for them below." ”

The wounded Dark Guard took the order, turned around and went out, and in a short time brought back ten Dark Guards.

The Dark Guards followed Simmogo's orders, and all of them immediately went down to look for them.

Xi Zhuo's face turned ugly, and he wanted to stop it.

Xin Moge was sitting in place, whether it was Xi Zhuo or any person in the imperial tomb in front of him, he didn't want to move.

The ground was still shaking, and there were two hits every few moments. Although the palace of the imperial tomb was built strongly, it could not withstand such a continuous bombardment, and it didn't take long for the dust to fall down.

Sidrow's hands under his sleeves tightened secretly, and every jolt and every speck of dust falling from his head tested him.

On the secret passage of the underground imperial mausoleum, Feng Yu, Xin Haoyan and the secret guard holding Shangguan Feihong's body repeatedly accelerated their pace, and there was also dust brushing down on their heads, and the more they fell, the more and more they fell, and the burning candles on the stone wall were constantly shaking.

"Young lady. The secret guard who came down saw Feng Yu and a few people from a distance, and quickly stepped forward.

Feng Yu saw that a secret guard came to answer, and hurriedly asked, "Did he go out?"

Of course, the dark guard understood who Feng Yu was asking, and nodded.

Feng Yu looked at it, and her heart completely relaxed, "Let's go, go out immediately." ”

In the hall above, Xin Moge and Xi Zhuo and the people in the imperial tomb were still in a stalemate.

Walking in the front, Feng Yu, who came out first, saw Xin Moge at a glance, and immediately walked over quickly in three steps and two steps.

Xin Moge turned around when he heard the voice, and saw that Feng Yu was safe and sound, and his heart was completely relieved, God knows how worried he was about her from the moment he was separated from the secret room, especially when he heard that dark and hoarse voice threatening that she was already in their hands.

Xi Zhuo looked at it, he was so angry, taking advantage of Xin Moge's distraction when he looked at Feng Yu, he made a move, flew forward, and slammed into Xin Moge with a palm that was full of ten layers of internal force.

"Be careful. Feng Yu Yuguang saw this scene and hurriedly reminded Xin Moge who was looking at her.

Simmogo struck back with a backhand.

But Xi Zhuo's move was actually just an illusory move, and almost when Xin Moge returned his hand, his body turned rapidly, and his hand buckled towards Feng Yu's neck as fast as lightning, wanting to grab Feng Yu who had just come up from below.

Feng Yu was a little unexpected, and hurriedly retreated between the lightning and flint......