For the ancient tomb, Zhao Zhijing has an impression.

Although many years have passed.

But when he was young, Zhao Zhijing could still vaguely remember that it was the god-like figure that rescued him from suffering.

stayed at the current Zhongnan Mountain, and pointed to a tomb and said to him:

"It's your loved ones living inside, remember, don't let you disturb them."

At that time, Wang Chongyang was very serious.

left a deep impression on Zhao Zhijing.

He also vaguely remembered that when he was a child, he had been brought to the grave many times to worship.

But with the passage of time, Zhao Zhijing, who grew up slowly, already felt that it was just a dream.

He is the son of the Orion family at the foot of the Zhongnan Mountain.

Since childhood, he was sent by his family to Zhongnan Mountain to seek Taoism.

As he grew older, his patriarch, who had been gentle to him, became indifferent.

And the back mountain of Zhongnan Mountain, there is no tomb in his 'dream',

What is a dream and what is reality?

"Daochang Zhao, what are you thinking?"

Wang Baobao's voice pulled Zhao Zhijing back from his fantasy.

In front of him was a coffin that had been overturned, and the Mongol warriors, who had not gained much gain, had already lined up to the next burial chamber.

"It's nothing, let the little prince worry, Xiaodao just can't stand the smell of this tomb."

Saying this, Zhao Zhijing once again showed a flattering smile on his face.

"Is that so?"

Wang Baobao glanced at him meaningfully.

patting Zhao Zhijing on the shoulder, he spoke:

"Dao Chief, take care of your body...."

Take care of your body?

Zhao Zhijing was stunned, and after Wang Baobao left, he found that his palm had already been pulled out of blood by his fingernails.

'How so?' ’

Silently, Zhao Zhijing showed a self-deprecating smile.

He shook his hand and let his blood drip to the ground.

He, on the other hand, walked out of the tomb and caught up with the Mongols who continued to advance.

It's just that.

After he left.

No one can find out.

After Zhao Zhijing's blood dripped on the ground, the rotting corpses that were turned over by the Mongols.

I opened my eyes......

......

......

After about two hours, the group had reached the end of the ancient tomb.

Ahead, a door frame is carved from a single block of marble.

The hollow part of the door frame was blocked by an extremely cold ice.

"That Senior Lin, is he hiding behind this ice gate?"

After searching the entire ancient tomb, no trace of Lin Chaoying was found, Wang Baobao looked at the ice wall that had no way forward, revealing a slightly bored face.

"It should be, if we don't have the secret room we missed along the way...."

"That's fine...."

"Please wait a minute, little prince, we will look for the mechanism to open the secret room."

"Smash it open."

Tired of this game of secret room exploration, Wang Baobao said expressionlessly.

"Smash open?"

The eyes of the several Quanzhen disciples who followed Zhao Zhijing widened, looking at the Mongolians who had already started to dig ice, and they only felt that their brains could not be bent.

"Senior Brother Zhao, don't we want to inform these Mongolians, you must know that this is a gate forged by thousands of years of ice, and you want to dig it open by manpower..."

"Let them be."

Zhao Zhijing said in a flat tone.

If you listen carefully, you can see that he is wandering at this time.

The voice is a little dull,

But in the current situation, it is obvious that no one will pay attention to Zhao Zhijing's little emotion.

'Jingle bell. ’

'Hammer hammer. ’

The knife and axe smacked on the thousand-year-old ice, leaving shallow traces one after another.

The Mongolian warriors, who were full of strength, struggled to smash on the ice.

As the day passed, they had had enough of the darkness around them.

The graveyard is full of those shady mechanisms,

Not to mention the number of casualties caused to them, they haven't caught any oil and water.

Not to mention having to endure the rancid smell of those rotting corpses.

'Jingle bell. ’

'Hammer hammer. ’

A quarter of an hour later, the ice in front of him was already chiseled open by hundreds of Mongolian warriors.

'Jingle bell. ’

'Hammer hammer. ’

At the back of the crowd, Zhao Zhijing raised his hand and looked at the wound that was still bleeding.

'Jingle bell. ’

'Hammer hammer. ’

Under the muffled sound of percussion, the rancid smell in the tomb seemed to be a little stronger.

Time ticks by.

An hour later, through the ice, everyone could already see the figure hidden behind the ice.

Sitting on a piece of ice.

He also carried a gold hairpin on his head.

Seeing this scene, the Mongolian warriors were even more excited.

Among them, a Mongolian officer approached Wang Baobao and asked in a low voice whether he would suspend his actions so as not to offend the great master.

took it, only to get Wang Baobao's cold gaze.

Be.

Wang Baobao attaches great importance to Wang Chongyang, the great master.

However, compared with attaching importance to the great grandmaster, Wang Baobao paid more attention to the morale of his soldiers.

The warriors he brought into the tomb this time were all junior officers in the Mongolian army in the outside world, and Wang Baobao relied on them to control the more than 50,000 iron-blooded cavalry under his command.

If it is stopped now, it may be able to sell the great master a face.

But these officers under Wang Baobao will definitely be dissatisfied......

A few thoughts flashed in his heart, and Wang Baobao just stared indifferently at everything in front of him.

Just waiting for the moment when the ice breaks, he wraps the woman in the ice with his robe.

These Mongol warriors, after they 'dug up' people, will definitely be handed over to him to deal with.

He was not interested in the women inside.

But as long as he restrained them, these Mongol warriors would not do anything out of the ordinary.

Wang Baobao has made complete arrangements in his heart.

Unfortunately, he was destined not to wait for the moment when the ice broke.

'Jingle bell. ’

'Hammer hammer. ’

The axe is still chopping.

But some sounds, such as chains mopping the floor, gradually approached their group under the cover of the sound of chiseling.

"Shhhhh

"Hah..."

The temperature around them gradually began to drop, and soon some people could already notice that something was wrong.

Is it the ice that has been cut open by the axe?

Wang Bao tightened his clothes.

At the same time, in the passage behind them.

The two Mongols, who were in charge of guarding the back road, were suddenly grabbed by hands sticking out of the wall behind them.

After a few voices, there was no sound.

'Jingle bell. ’

'Hammer hammer. ’

"Tick, tick, tick, tick......"

The blood on Zhao Zhijing's palm was still flowing, and his godless pupils were staring at all the Mongolians in front of him.

Syllable.

As a large piece of ice was excavated, the already transparent and visible layer of ice was suddenly cut off by a large rock falling from above.

Seeing this scene, many Mongolian warriors jumped like thunder.

And behind them, Wang Baobao, who was watching all this, was even more pale!

"Smash me! Smash him!! ”

"Boom !!"

However, along with his voice, there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

At the same time, a gust of wind blew.

and extinguish the candles in their hands.

"What sound?"

It was pitch black.

The vigilant Wang Baobao looked at the darkness behind him, and a feeling of something bad vaguely rose in his heart.

That's just at this time.

In the dark.

Zhao Zhijing's laughter, like a cry, began to echo in this already closed space.

"Hey, hey, hey, hahahaha....

Let's all stay, let's all stay...."

"Who? Zhao Zhijing?

What the hell are you doing? ”

"Ignition! Hurry up and ignite the fire! ”

"Ah!!!h

"Protect the little prince! Something has touched it in the dark!! ”

"Fast ....."

"Hee-hee-hee-hee, hahahaha....."

In the midst of the chaos, Zhao Zhijing's voice, which was no longer like a living person, sounded again:

"I remembered, I finally remembered.

Hahahaha, Wang Baobao, don't you want to ask whose grave this is?

Come... Come here....

Hahaha, I'll tell you...

Here's it....

This is the tomb of the Northern Song Dynasty royal family, powerful ministers and nobles who were plundered to the north by the Jin people....

At the beginning, the patriarch built a total of 3,000 sarcophagi....

It's a pity, my ancestors don't have a good life, and they don't need these sarcophagi.

Hahaha.

Just right.

Today, the little prince, you have come to this tomb to pay your respects.

In your capacity.

Zhao.

Just for you to choose a good location in this tomb......

Hahahahaha......ha

As Zhao Zhijing's words fell.

The sound of chains falling in the graveyard became louder.

A moment later.

The entire tomb has been reduced to a ghostly .......

"Also... I... Life... Come ........."

......

......

"Ah!!h

Early in the morning.

Lan Li woke up.

Originally, he was still a little confused, but as soon as he opened his eyes.

I was scared by the big snake head in front of me!

Thriller!

It's terrifying!

If he hadn't been holding Zixuan in his arms, he would probably have jumped up at this moment.

Lan Li was frightened.

And the big green snake with his head down was also startled by his sudden shout.

I saw that its head shrank, and the entire snake array was unraveled.

"Woo... What are you doing..."

Awakened by the sound of the two, Zixuan rubbed her eyes.

Then he hugged Lan Li in front of him and kissed him a big bit:

"Is it already dawn?"

said.

She sat up from Lan Li's arms and beckoned to Li Mochou, who had already woken up:

"Good morning...."

Li Mochou, who couldn't speak, gave her a blank look.

Then he shook his head frantically at her.

"Huh? What happened to you? ”

Seeing Li Mochou's movements, Zixuan leaned over with some curiosity.

Seeing this, Lan Li also glanced back.

When he saw Li Mochou clamping his legs, he couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

"Zixuan."

"Uh-huh."

"It's been a day..... You take her there to make it easier..."

"Ah???h

Zixuan blinked.

first looked at Lan Li, and then looked at Li Mochou.

The little face picked up Li Mochou with a bitter face and walked behind the tree on the side.

As for Li Mochou?

She was too ashamed to go to see people.......

After a while, I was hopeful....

All of a sudden.

An exclamation from behind the tree came from Zixuan.

Lan Li's face changed when he heard this.

I chased after the voice directly.........