Qinghuan's eyes widened, he looked down at his hand for some reason, and then looked up at the stone door that was slowly opening with a "boom", and his hoarse voice trembled a little: "Why...... I ......"

Liu Wuhe stared intently at the larger and larger crack in the door, raised his hand to signal her not to speak first, and then cautiously walked forward and poked the torch out first.

The flames only jumped twice in the center of the stone door. Everyone followed, looking inside curiously.

This burial chamber was very large, with four permanent lampposts placed in the four corners, and the light was brighter than anything I had ever seen before, and the entire burial chamber could be illuminated clearly almost without torches. In the center of the burial chamber is a protruding high ground, and there are white marble brick stairs leading to the highest point on all sides, and the precious white marble bricks are delicately carved with patterns. And at the highest place, you can vaguely see a coffin that is placed safely, the material of the coffin is indescribable, slightly transparent similar to jade, but it is cold.

"Heh, finally come in." Cheng Zhuming sneered, his eyes were firmly fixed on the coffin, and he walked towards it step by step, and soon stepped on two steps, "Look, the texture of this step is so luxurious, and it is worth a lot of money to chisel it down......"

Bian Zi shouted loudly: "What are you doing!" Stop it! ”

"What do you say? More than ten years ago, this broken bucket didn't pour out any good things, and now I finally entered the main room by mistake, can I go back empty-handed? ”

"Candlelight!" Liu Wuhe couldn't help but export.

"What do you call me?" Cheng Zhuming stepped on the two steps again, turned his head and looked at Liu Wuhe with a sneer, "I'm the left deputy hall master of the Shanshan Sect, and you're just one of my subordinates!" When will it be your turn to speak? You promised this stinky boy not to move, but I didn't! ”

Except for Liu Wuhe, the other three disciples of the Shanshan Sect glanced at each other, showed their weapons one after another, and rushed up the steps to stand beside Cheng Zhuming.

"It turns out that you have long coveted the treasure in my mother's tomb!" Bian Ziyan's brows wrinkled into a pimple with anger, and he pulled out his long sword with a "Zheng-" sound, pointing directly at Cheng Candleming's head: "I'll warn you one last time, if you still mess around, no one will want to get out of this tomb today!" ”

"Hmph, you'd better try. The lord of the Northern Punishment and the valley lord of the Valley of Troubled Flowers are not there, so it's up to you? I took something and killed you all here, and who knows? Ha. Cheng Zhuming sneered again.

Qinghuan grabbed Bian Ziyan's sleeve and said softly: "Senior brother, calm down, don't quarrel......"

Bian Zi took advantage of his sleeve and pulled it out of Qinghuan's hand: "You stand back!" Don't come forward, stay aside. ”

Cheng Zhuming pursed his lips disdainfully, and gave his three subordinates a look: "You guys, stop him, I'll go and see what treasures are on it." ”

As soon as the words fell, he turned around with his sword and strode up the steps. Bian Zi took advantage of the loud shout and stabbed with his sword.

The three disciples of the Shanshan Sect lined up in a herringbone shape on the steps, one of them held a sword to block Bian Ziqi, and the metal sound of the collision of the two weapons made people's eardrums hurt slightly, which was enough to show how much strength the two of them used, and the other two surrounded Bian Ziqian and attacked the rest of his body.

Qinghuan bit her pale lip, and had to pull out her phoenix feather sword and step forward to support Bian Zi. And the group of Ranhua disciples behind her looked at each other, frightened by this sudden change, and stayed in place at a loss.

For a moment, the chaotic sound of weapons colliding clanged in the tomb. The people of the Shanshan faction not only used Ming soldiers, but also constantly threw some hidden weapons from their sleeves, and they took an advantageous position; Qing Huan was somewhat injured, and she and Bian Zi were restrained by these three people for a while.

Cheng Candleming strode to the end of the steps. The platform above is not very large, and in the center is the coffin of the special material, and around the coffin is a circle of grooves, about three palms long, filled with gold, silver, jewelry and rare stones, under the bright lights around it, showing a soft and deep halo. Cheng Zhuming looked at them with a smile, his eyes were reluctant to look away for a moment, he quickly put on his anti-poison gloves and tried to touch their surfaces. Soon he looked up again, looking greedily at the cold coffin.

Good things are usually accompanied by the dead into the coffin.

Liu Wuhe's hand resting on his side was clenched into a fist, and when he looked around, he didn't find any mechanism that could be used, and the only dagger on his body was also resting in the mouth of the fierce outside. He tightened his grip on the torch, squinted in the direction of the candle, and threw it as a hidden weapon with all his might.

"Whoosh-"

The sound of the flames breaking through the air made Cheng Candleming duck vigilantly to the side, and quickly grabbed the handle of the torch.

"Heh, Liu Wuhe, are you going to betray the Shanshan faction?" Cheng Zhuming held the torch and laughed mockingly, "Hahahaha, hahahaha, I don't care how many pounds and taels I have, you want to kill me?" Are you still ...... Not...... Uhh......h

"Huh? How ......" Liu Wuhe was puzzled, but before he could think carefully, he also felt that the internal force in his body was suddenly emptied, he opened his mouth and stared at Cheng Candleming incredulously, and his body also fell.

"What's going on...... Yes...... What's wrong with me......"

"Hmm...... It's mine...... Where's my internal strength......"

"Damn...... Who poisoned it! ”

"Hmm...... Yes...... I can't use my strength...... Nor can you speak loudly......"

However, in the blink of an eye, the two sides that were still fighting each other a moment ago fell to the ground softly, and the sword fell to the ground uncontrollably, and everyone covered their chests in disbelief.

"Hiss......" Qinghuan fell right on the steps, and the phoenix feather sword fell a foot away from her, and her injured back hit the edges and corners of the steps, immediately causing her to break out in a cold sweat.

Except for Miaoshan, all eleven people fell to the ground.

Miao Shan sighed twice, crossed her hands in front of her chest, and walked slowly out of the end of the line. Everyone looked at her in amazement, as if they couldn't believe that an ordinary and inconspicuous female disciple of Random Flowers actually drugged them.

Why?

"I'm counting the same amount of time, it's been about two quarters of an hour since the torch was lit, and the unscented incense hidden in the torch should have its effect." Miao Shan calmly and unhurriedly stepped across the bodies of the people on the ground, and her voice was faintly smiling. She slowly walked towards Qing Huan, who fell on the steps, and then bent down and gently touched Qing Huan's ear: "Girl, does the wound hurt?" ”

"You...... Who the hell are you......" Qinghuan's voice was extremely weak, and he could sweat a little when he said two words.

Miao Sun smiled at her, touched the mask on her face, and tore it off little by little.

"It's so hot to wear this mask, and it blocks my flower-like beauty, tsk. It's a pity that there is no better person in this world than my face. Leather mask, otherwise I must get one next time. Miao Shan's pretty fox eyes narrowed, and her fingers caressed her face with pity.

"Miaoshan! ......" raised her voice softly, but her overly weak body made her cough immediately, "Ahem...... You...... It turned out to be you...... In vain I believe in you all the way, you ......"

"Light Joy...... Who is she? Bian Zi took advantage of his chest and asked with difficulty.

"Me? I am the subordinate of the master of the Burning Heaven Gate, whose surname is Miao, and my single name is a good, and I am specially ordered to come...... Take your lives. Miao Shan smiled.

Cheng Zhu on the high platform changed his face when he heard this: "What...... Burning Heaven Gate? Burning Heaven Gate?! ”

"Burning Heaven Gate!" Bian Ziyan's eyes widened instantly, staring at Miaoshan tightly.

"Hey, is it necessary to be scared like this? The one surnamed Cheng above, you're going to pee your pants, hehehe......" Miao Shan covered her mouth and laughed coquettishly, and sat down on the steps leisurely, sitting in a charming and moving posture.

"Are you going to kill me......?" Qinghuan closed her eyes, and a drop of cold sweat ran down the side of her face.

"Hmm...... Then let me ask you a question first, little beauty, you told me before, thank me for taking care of me all the way, and you will definitely repay me when you go out, but do you still count? ”

"...... You get out of my ......" Qinghuan trembled and tried to get up a little, but she only held up for a moment before she softened again.

"That means, don't count?" Miao Shan hooked the corners of her mouth, lowered her head and slowly approached Qinghuan's face, and when she was close enough, she continued in a very soft voice in her ear: "...... Then I am reluctant to kill you. ”

"You...... What exactly do you want to do...... Zhongyang City, Ranhua Valley, Concubine Tomb...... You follow me all the way, guide me, what the hell ...... What exactly do you want to do? Qing Huan didn't have the strength to raise his head, so he could only raise his eyes and stare at Miaoshan firmly.

"I'm going to gather these people, and I'm going to come here with you, and I'm going to tell you those ...... Old things you want to know. ”。