Just now they passed a stone room again, and a steel knife was inserted obliquely from the ground, and huge axes fell densely on the top wall.

However, when I opened the stone door of the stone room, I saw the road in front of me, which was exactly the same as the one in the earliest days.

Murong Xue frowned, tilted her head slightly, and said, "This is the end?" ”

Xiahou Mobing thought for a while, and his voice was cold and solemn with coldness: "Do you remember, how many murals are there?" ”

Murong Xue saw that Xiahou Mobing suddenly mentioned the curse-like fresco, and recalled it like a prophecy in her mind, and said with great certainty: "There are eleven in total!" ”

After finishing speaking, as if remembering something, Murong Xue suddenly raised her head, the various terrifying ways of death of human beings depicted in the eleven murals, and the three stone chambers that she had just passed by, were all among them!

She closed her eyes and thought back to the appearance of the stone chamber, if there was a fresco behind a stone door, then there were four stone doors in the stone chamber they walked through, and there should be nine stone chambers in total.

It was only because they firmly chose the stone gate in the north that they kept walking towards the north, and they only experienced three stone chambers from the beginning.

There are eleven murals in total, and since three have been encountered, the rest will definitely not be created out of nothing, then......

When Murong Xue opened her eyes, Xiahou Mobing's voice was also sounding abruptly above her head: "There are two more." ”

Yes, there are two more!

I just don't know what the luck of the two is, maybe they won't be able to touch it at all, maybe both of them have been bumped into by them, and they can't guess which two are left, this can only be taken one step at a time.

Xiahou Mobing hugged Murong Xue and walked towards the other end of the road step by step, with a firm step, without the slightest cowardice or messiness.

Murong Xue snuggled in his sturdy and stable arms, squinted her eyes slightly, and after half a sound, she asked slowly: "You say, is this really the mausoleum of Emperor Ranxun?" Is there really a treasure? ”

Xiahou Mobing tightened his arms, raised his sword eyebrows, and snorted coldly: "Who else can be like him except for him, a pervert?" With such a big stroke, I really can't find a second one in the Rainfall Continent except for him, a pervert! There will definitely be a treasure, if you guess correctly, find his coffin, and it is estimated that the location of the treasure will not be far away. ”

Indeed, this is not an exaggeration, it should be so!

This place is completely an underground labyrinth, full of terrifying traps, there should be something to protect, and now this place must still be the periphery, and it will be clear when you get inside.

This thing must be untold wealth, treasure or power!

Murong Xue nodded and agreed: "I think it's like a tomb, do you remember the clothes worn by the bones in the stone room, coarse linen clothes, more like the workers who built here, or more should be said to be the martyrs, rather than the people who came to steal the treasure." ”

As she spoke, her voice was already a little sickly, after all, it had been so long, and the two of them didn't even have time to rest, and at this time, lying in Xiahou Mobing's arms, she couldn't help but feel a little sleepy.

Xiahou Mobing's question above his head sounded: "Xue'er, are you hungry?" ”

It's false to say you're not hungry!