Originally, Yu Ziying felt that she had the obligation to answer this kind of fish-lipped question for her, but seeing her shameless and shameless appearance of pleading, she frowned, and reluctantly fulfilled her compassionately.

"You are different from them, it is your flaw - the two of them avoid me like a snake and scorpion, and try their best to avoid me, but you deliberately approach me, why is this?" Yu Ziying's pair of black cat eyes did not blink for a moment.

Princess Beiluo stroked her long golden hair in her shawl, raised her eyebrows in confusion, moved her eyes to Yan Wushuang and Princess Purple Shirt, and asked strangely, "Why don't you want to approach her?" ”

"Nonsense, of course it's because she's suspicious!" The purple-shirted princess rolled her eyes at her with a "I'm not stupid, okay" look.

"Her people need me to think about it more than her words...... Therefore, Yin Sheng's spy is still under observation. At this time, Yan Wushuang did not shy away from them, and directly said his thoughts.

So, is she alone unconditionally accepting what she says? Princess Beiluo was stunned.

Why is this happening?

"Do you see that? Their thoughts are different from yours, because people will only choose to listen to them based on their deepest impressions, because neither of them is a person of Yin Sheng, so they are more afraid of my existence in their hearts, and because you are a person of Yin Sheng, the direction you consider is completely different from theirs, you will accept my words because you know that what I say is true, and they will secretly question my words and even the whole person, while you are busy thinking about arguments to refute your identity. ”

Yu Ziying's words made Princess Beiluo feel like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the whole person was stunned.

"And just now in the face of the dangerous reaction, when Princess Wushuang proposed to retreat, she subconsciously hesitated, this is reason suppressed greed, and the purple-shirted princess chose to continue to advance, this is greed suppressed understanding, both reactions are normal, but you didn't even hesitate for a second, you have already thought about it and are ready to retreat at any time, why?"

Yu Ziying's questioning left Princess Beiluo speechless.

"......" is of course because she can't regard herself as a princess of a marriage country who simply came to the Yuan Kingdom, because of her identity, the imperial tomb is undoubtedly a Longtan tiger's den for her, she can't be a normal heart, and she has made the worst and most thoughtful preparations for everything.

However, for the Purple Shirt Princess and the Wushuang Princess, the Imperial Tomb is just a trial venue, and they don't think that Emperor Jing will be ruthless to harm them, so their cognition is different from Princess Beiluo.

Because each other's thoughts and perceptions are different, the things they express will be very different.

"Heha-" Princess Beiluo suddenly raised her head and laughed, her arms stretched back as if she were catharsis, her laughter became lower and sharper with exaggerated movements, filling the entire tomb with deafening, like thousands of locusts buzzing in her ears.

Yan Wushuang's face turned white, and her chest was almost suffocated by the coercion of Princess Beiluo's outburst, and after she took a deep breath, she quickly pressed the acupoint to plug part of her ear power.

A layer of fine beads of sweat oozed from the purple-shirted princess's forehead, and her face was as pale as pulp paper, and she quickly covered her ears and hugged her head, moaning in pain.

Only Yu Ziying maintained a straight posture like a benchmark, a cold white face, dark and faint eyes occupied a large area of the small face, and her eyes did not show half of her popularity, so she stared at Princess Beiluo calmly.

Princess Beiluo suppressed her laughter, her temptation was like a stone sinking into the sea without a ripple, and seeing Yu Ziying silently looking at her quietly with a pair of big black eyes, she looked creepy and couldn't laugh anymore.

"Yes, it is worthy of being a candidate sent by His Majesty Emperor Jing to catch ghosts, this analysis and accurate gaze is different from ordinary people......" Speaking of this, she bent her eyes and smiled, and swept Yan Wushuang and Princess Purple with her eyes with a little malice.

"But it's a pity, I won't let you catch me!" I won't let you leave this imperial tomb alive!

Princess Beiluo tilted her head and smiled at Yu Ziying, a flying knife circulated in her fingertips in a blink of an eye, and the evil aura and killing intent around her body were like a tiger waving its claws and rushing towards her.

Yu Ziying was not afraid of her threat at all, and her eyes even showed a cold battle intent eager to try.

- Yin Sheng's cubs are all her enemies, and she won't let any of them go!

I thought that there would be a thunder and tiger python battle next, but Princess Beiluo hooked her lips and smiled playfully, she turned around and rolled up the red lacquer box on the stone bed like a sweep of cloth, and the whole person flew away through the stone gate.

"Ahh She ran away—" The purple-shirted princess's stunned head was slightly clearer, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the back of Princess Beiluo who was far away without a fight, she limped one leg, and was stunned by her behavior of not following the script at all.

"Aren't you going to chase after you?" Yan Wushuang was also stunned for a moment, and then she looked at Yu Ziying in surprise.

From their conversation just now, Yan Wushuang was basically convinced of Yu Ziying's words, and understood that she was the person sent by Emperor Jing to catch the "ghost", but seeing that the "ghost" had run away, why wasn't she in a hurry at all?

Yu Ziying is indeed not in a hurry, because the pleasure of catching a cat and mouse is not to swallow it in one bite, but to force it into a desperate situation little by little, destroy its confidence, destroy its bones, abuse its spirit, and then ravage its body.

"Are you going to throw in the towel?"

Yu Ziying turned her gaze, unable to be condescending due to her height, but even if she looked up, it would give people the feeling that you were being looked down on by her.

Ha? Yan Wushuang's eyes widened slightly, and he didn't react for a while.

However, this expression fell in Yu Ziying's eyes, which rejected her polite inquiry, and chose to meet each other in arms.

"Are you ready to duel me?" She stared at her expressionlessly, her big black eyes were full of gloom, and the top of her head was glowing with black gas

As if frightened by Yu Ziying's fierce prominence, Yan Wushuang's expression froze, and she seemed to staggered back a step.

"You don't want to be so (fierce)—I don't want to (duel)—but I don't want to (just throw in the towel)—"

Regarding Yan Wushuang's dying struggle and stubborn resistance, Yu Ziying only lightly threw down a sentence: "I won't let anyone win, if you refuse to admit defeat, I will throw you into the range of the arrow wall, do you think you can escape like a 'ghost'?" ”

When Yan Wushuang heard this, his face was bluffed, the muscles of his cheeks were loose and drooping, and his mouth almost looked like a small round hole, looking at Yu Ziying and wanting to cry without tears.

- Shameless huh!

As the first ancestor to be solved by Yu Ziying, she is looking forward to being photographed on the beach with Hou Lang.

Yu Ziying didn't feel shameless at all, she gave her a choice, and if she had the ability to prove that she could do it, she was willing to give her a chance to compete fairly.

Seeing that Yu Ziying looked like she didn't eat oil and salt, soft and hard, Yan Wushuang was deflated for a while.

"Okay, I-I'll retreat."

Very good, Yu Ziying gave her a praising look, and finally withdrew the murderous aura that shrouded her, and bowed her head with satisfaction.

"......" was drenched in cold sweat and his back was wet, his legs trembled like a swing, Yan Wushuang finally picked up a small life from the hands of death, a graceful goose egg face was white and white, her eyes were full of tears, her heart was like a volcano erupting, and she was simply complaining about her stomach with a rope.

- Dear, what about fair competition?! What about the good choice?! What about the salute before the soldiers?! Didn't you say you wanted to be each other's angels!? Stumble! I can't play together at all! C～

"You're just waiting here."

After finishing the two opponents, Yu Ziying dropped a cold and cruel word, and like a swift wind, he swept through the wall and pursued in the direction where Princess Beiluo disappeared.

"......" looked at the figure that easily broke through the sea of arrows like a golden streamer, Yan Wushuang & Princess Purple Shirt were already so jealous that they lost their temper.

Comparing goods has to be thrown, and people are more popular than people.

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Passing through the stone gate of the tomb, Yu Ziying came to a burial pit in the imperial tomb.

This burial pit is specially used to bury the harem women who had served Emperor Jianye before their deaths, except for the special tomb room with a grade or above, the rest are not elaborate and uniformly packed here.

The burial pit sits in the west to the east, the five pits are arranged in the shape of a character, at a glance it is like the size of a rice field of several acres, there are slope doorways on all sides, there is a terracotta warrior pit on the left and right sides, at the bottom of the pit about five meters deep, and every three to four meters erect a load-bearing wall in the east-west direction.

This burial pit is actually like a mass grave, with hundreds of pits arranged in rows and rows, each pit is rectangular, just the size of a coffin.

This mass grave is also like a field, except for the ramped aisles on the left and right sides, and only four load-bearing walls about the size of a palm wide can be stood on in the middle part.

There was no other structure in the grave, and she could see almost the whole of it, and she didn't see any sign of anyone's presence.

But Yu Ziying is sure that Princess Beiluo is this.

Since there is no pit above, then it is at the bottom.

Although the burial pit was not completely filled, a rough estimate of at least a few hundred coffins made it difficult to tell which one she was hiding in.

Yu Ziying is not in a hurry, as long as she wants, no one can escape from under her nose, she has transformed the golden pupil, which can see through any object like an X-ray to spy on the origin, and the vital signs are completely different from dead objects.

With this excellent cheat function, she walked leisurely, looking at the coffin one by one, she walked lightly on the wall, and the whole space was silent at the moment.

Soon she was halfway through the reading, and then, her gaze swept over a coffin diagonally above, and her gaze stayed a little longer, when she suddenly heard the sound of a moving object behind her, and she suddenly turned her head, her eyes like electricity.

found that a gray-haired mouse jumped out of the side wall of the coffin, and it probed its brain for a while, and then stabbed into it again.

Yu Ziying retracted her gaze, only to hear a loud bang behind her, but it turned out to be the sound of the coffin on the lid being blown open from the inside, and as soon as she turned around, she saw Princess Beiluo flying up from the coffin with the coffin lid.

"Woohoo!" She threw out more than a dozen flying knives and flew towards Yu Ziying's pocket, Yu Ziying was full of anger, the embroidered gold-sleeved robe in her hand flew over, and she dusted it off with a flick of her sleeves, and immediately scattered with the dancing of Gang Qi, and picked up a wave and roared towards it.

Princess Beiluo sucked the lid of her coffin in front of her, and with a few aggressive sounds, the flying knives poked all the knives on her board, and she pushed the coffin lid of about two meters away, and quickly pushed a huge pressure towards Yu Ziying.

Yu Ziying froze and did not move, her eyes had already recovered to pure black pupils and were full of life, no one dared to look at such a pair of eyes, so Princess Beiluo half-closed her eyes, crushed with her arms, and the sky was spinning, for fear of being affected by it.

Yu Ziying was always unhurried in the face of her attacks, swinging her sleeve robe as gently as a cloud, stretching her right leg forward, leaning back and forth, and her sleeves flying, as beautiful as dancing.

Invisibly, all the pressure was dissipated, and then her hands swung like butterfly wings, and the condensed Xuan Qi slowly inflated it like a balloon, getting bigger and bigger.

Princess Beiluo was shocked, such martial arts moves were really unheard of and unseen.

Although she couldn't see what she was going to do, the increasingly oppressive and uncomfortable feeling around her had made her sense that danger was coming, she raised her head, swept her sleeves and pushed the coffin lid to Yu Ziying, only to hear a "coax", and the coffin lid exploded with a powerful momentum to fly towards her.

Princess Beiluo's face changed greatly, and the wreckage of the coffin was blown out of the coffin, and the wooden wreckage scratched her facial skin, palms, and was carried up by the air current, flying far away, she used her internal strength halfway, and wanted to stop, but because of the reaction force, she spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Damn it! It's really easy to see the king of Hades, and the little ghost is difficult! I really didn't expect her to have such skills!

As if she knew that she couldn't beat her, Princess Beiluo's figure wanted to escape very quickly, but was rushed by Yu Ziying, who was faster, and kicked back to the wall very roughly.

"Uhh