The old emperor casually threw a few priceless crystal clear merman tears to Xuanyuan Zhiji, making it clear that he had an attitude of charity.

Xuanyuan Zhihe seemed to have a treasure, and there was a touch of hope in his slender eyes.

There is salvation!

Both he and Yangyue were saved!

"Okay, I still have important things to do, you go back first, take care of the injuries on your body, and you don't have to go to court in the next few days." Xuanyuan did not return and issued an eviction order.

"Yes, my brother obeys the emperor's orders."

Xuanyuan Zhihe got the merman tears, he was very happy, and he didn't care so much.

After Xuanyuan Zhihe left, Xuanyuan Yu couldn't control it at first, and looked up to the sky and smiled.

That laughter, how arrogant and arrogant it is.

"Hahaha, old man, I really can't see it, you still have a set~" Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a hand, patted Xuanyuan Bugui's shoulder, and then hugged his father's shoulder like a buddy.

Xuanyuan didn't squeeze his eyes at Xuanyuan Yu, he didn't look coquettish, he smiled, and said, "How is it, do you think your father is very handsome?" Learn more from your father. ”

Looking at this scene, four big words suddenly appeared in Ling Luo's heart-embarrassed.

The three of them walked together for about half an hour, until they reached the west side of the imperial city, and then arrived at the imperial tomb of the Xuanyuan family.

The Mausoleum of Emperor Xuanyuan is a group of royal tombs, built outside like a palace, with a city wall paved with glazed bricks and tiles more than ten meters high, stretching for thousands of miles.

Around the emperor's mausoleum, there are heavy guards, and the number of soldiers is no less than 10,000.

Xuanyuan Yu narrowed his eyes and complained: "Every time I come to the Emperor's Mausoleum, I feel as if I am in prison." I don't know how those ancestors of the Xuanyuan family, under such a depressing environment, can rest their souls in peace. ”

"Stinky boy, what nonsense are you talking about." Xuanyuan Bugui stretched out a hand and pulled Xuanyuan Yu from behind, "Your father and I will also go here to lie down in the future, and when facing the ancestors, we must be respectful!" ”

"Alright, got it." Xuanyuan Yu pursed his lips.

With Xuanyuan not returning and Xuanyuan Yu there, Ling Luo, an outsider, was not hindered in any way and entered the imperial mausoleum.

In the Xuanyuan family, there are many strong people who break the void, but there are also many powerful people who are only one step away from breaking the void, and they die with hatred and fall in the world.

But their corpses were not much different from the corpses of immortals, and for cultivators, they were definitely the greatest treasures among the greatest treasures.

The priceless burials, god-level magic weapons and exercises are buried in the underground of the Emperor Mausoleum of the Xuanyuan family.

For this reason, on the Tian Yuan Continent, there are countless greedy fanatics who do not hesitate to risk their lives to come in and dig graves.

"The bones of that immortal, I ordered someone to put them in that mausoleum." Xuanyuan pointed to an inconspicuous tomb on the west side.

The three of them walked in front of the mausoleum, and Xuanyuan pressed the mechanism of the mausoleum gate, and at the same time ordered the mausoleum keeper to light the glass lantern.

Looking down from Ling Luo's point of view, the black and shady road that was originally an endless lead to the ground suddenly became bright because of the illumination of countless glass lamps on both sides.

With winding roads, slightly narrow staircases, and strings of cobwebs overhead, it's clear that no one has been to this place for years.