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After Wang Yan slipped out of the back door of the inner hall, he followed the guidance of the second lady and quietly entered the sword room, the sword building looked small, but there was something else inside, Wang Yan held the second lady around all the way, and after half a cup of tea, the two of them entered a quiet room that looked ordinary.

The second young lady was a little out of her temperament, and after she finished speaking, she jumped out of Wang Yan's arms, and after standing firm, she walked straight to the middle of the quiet room, and then beckoned to Wang Yan: "Come on." ”

Wang Yan didn't know what this woman meant, but at this point, he could only take one step at a time.

"Pry this tile open."

The floor of this quiet room is paved with large bluestone floor tiles, which seems to be nothing at first glance, but Wang Yan looked in the direction pointed by the second lady, and saw that there was some fine stone powder between the large bluestone floor tiles in the middle of the quiet room and the floor tiles next to it, and the gaps were more obvious than between other floor tiles.

Wang Yan didn't ask much, and then his feet sank, and he walked on the soles of his feet, and when he spit out the strength from his feet, the quiet room shook slightly, and the floor tile came up half an inch in the vibration, Wang Yan saw this left and right hands and formed a sword finger, each holding one end of the floor tile, and then lifting it up.

"That's amazing!"

The second lady's eyes lit up, and her little hand patted and applauded, Wang Yanzhen wondered if this woman was the second miss who was born stupid in the rumors, but he didn't have the heart to ask now, after lifting the big bluestone floor tiles, he saw a metallic luster appearing below, but it was a mechanism.

The second lady bent down, grabbed the handle of the mechanism and pulled it, the quiet room shook suddenly, Wang Yan turned his head to look, and saw that the wall on the left side of the quiet room actually slid open to one side, revealing an iron door.

"Inside is my father's secret room, and his treasures are all in it, including the famous sword in your hand, which he took out yesterday."

While speaking, the second lady walked to the iron door, and then took out a brass key from her sleeve, and said: "Put the floor tiles back, we have to hurry, the front may not be able to support for too long, someone should find here soon." ”

When Wang Yan heard this, he finally couldn't help but say, "Who are you, why did the head of Linghu assassinate the third prince?" ”

"I'm me, Ling Huwan, the third daughter of Ling Huqiu, the woman who was rumored to be born stupid.

As for why you asked my father why he wanted to assassinate the third son, it's simple, he has already secretly taken refuge in the eldest son, and my third sister who hanged herself was actually my father who let her marry the Black Knife Gang in order to please the eldest son, but he turned around several times on the surface so that people could not perceive his true intentions, but unfortunately, Yan Yuer had long hated our family, and took the opportunity to connect with the flower thief to spoil my sister. ”

The second lady Ling Huwan had already opened the iron door when she spoke, and Wang Yan did not delay when she saw this, and after putting the floor tiles back in her hand, she walked in with her. Behind the iron gate was a downward staircase, tens of meters long, Ling Huwan took out a fire fold from his sleeve and lit it, and then found the mechanism behind the door, and the outer wall closed again.

"Even if the head of Linghu has already taken refuge in the eldest prince, how did he hook up with Yan Yuer's helper, and Xiaojingshan is not far from Hengshui City, and the reinforcements of senior Jin will arrive soon, how dare your father kill the third prince directly?"

Wang Yan followed Ling Huwan as she walked forward, and at the same time expressed the doubts in her heart.

"I don't know the specifics, but one thing is certain, the people of the Cold Moon Sect will definitely arrive soon, but it will definitely not be Uncle Kim's reinforcements, it will only be the person sent by the eldest prince to ask for his life, although Uncle Kim's martial arts are high, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape this catastrophe."

Wang Yan heard this shock, the Heavenly Hatred Sword can kill the existence of the Bao Yuan Period, and such a character will also fall this time?

Looking at Wang Yan's appearance, Ling Huwan shook his head and said: "This game was set up for the third prince and Uncle Jin from the beginning, in order to kill them two, the eldest prince took great pains, my father only used it to deal with the third prince, as for the 'reinforcements' to deal with Uncle Jin, it should be foolproof with the wrist of the eldest prince."

As for Yan Yuer, she is just the fuse of this layout, and when everything is settled, this woman in love should also disappear. ”

Between the two of them talking, they had already walked to the end of the stairs, and at the end was the entrance of a stone cave, Ling Huwan walked in first, Wang Yan followed, and when he entered the cave, he saw that there was a natural cave in it, which should be in the belly of Xiaojing Mountain, but this cave could not go far and there were three forks in front of it.

"Come on."

Ling Huwan took Wang Yan's hand and walked towards the fork in the left, Wang Yan knew the information that the Heaven Hatred Sword might die, and couldn't help but be depressed and let Ling Huwan pull it, and after a while, the two of them walked to the end of the fork in the road, but there was a stone room inside. The stone room has a small face, but it is only four or five meters square, and there is only a bookcase in the hollow.

"This is my father's secret treasure house, come on, you see, this is the secret method of washing the fetus in Shujian Village, as well as this "Nine Palace Essence", in addition to these secrets, there is one of the most important things, it's a pity that my father's famous sword is heavy with him, otherwise we can sweep away all his treasures."

Linghu Wan seemed to pull Wang Yan to the bookcase, pointed to the things on the bookcase and introduced them to Wang Yan, but Wang Yan heard it strangely, why did this woman want to kill his father Linghuqiu?

Perhaps sensing Wang Yan's gaze, Ling Huwan grinned and said, "Do you think it's strange?" ”

Wang Yan didn't answer, and Ling Huwan didn't mind, and said to herself: "To be precise, I should be Ling Huwan, because this body has been really stupid and stupid in the past twenty years, and although there are memories in the past, many of them are vague."

But more than half a year ago, 'I' suddenly appeared, no longer the silly girl who didn't understand anything, I could think, ponder, have dreams, and look forward to the future.

So it took me some time to sort out my original memories, and after understanding the situation I was in, I began to plan my new life, as for Linghuqiu, Yan Yu'er or something, it didn't matter to me at all. ”

Ling Huwan's words sounded very bizarre, but Wang Yan understood it, because he, like Ling Huwan, was like a walking corpse without soul and consciousness in the past, but one day he suddenly awakened himself, and in an instant, Wang Yan understood that Ling Huwan was his own kind, but he was a little curious about why this woman found him and pulled herself to Ling Huqiu's treasure house?

"Why did you bring me here, I don't know that the rivers and lakes are sinister, and people's hearts are even more unpredictable, the secrets of Shujian Village are nothing to me, but compared to others, they may kill you."

Listening to Wang Yan's question, Ling Huwan showed her teeth, and said with a sweet smile: "Because you are my husband, you killed someone for me, and you are the closest person to me after I became conscious, so I naturally believe you."

As for these treasures of Linghuqiu, they should be regarded as the reward for you to take me away from Shujian Village, I didn't want it in the first place, and I won't say it, will you still kill me? ”

Looking at Ling Huwan with an innocent face, Wang Yan suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, he decided not to say anything more, and then set his eyes on Ling Huqiu's treasures.

There are three secret books on the bookcase, namely "Nine Exercises of the Sword Fetus", "The Essence of the Nine Palaces" and "The Nineteen Swords of Dufeng", among which "The Nine Exercises of the Sword Fetus" is the method of washing the fetus, Wang Yan glanced at the summary outline of this recipe and knew that this method is somewhat similar to the Ning Yuan Sword Technique, both of which are taken the path of polishing the sword fetus, but it is far less profound than the profound and mysterious skill of Ning Yuan Sword Practice, and it is of little value to Wang Yan; And "Dufeng Nineteen Swords" is a swordsmanship that can only be practiced by the disciples of Shujian Village, Wang Yan didn't look at it carefully, and put it away first; As for "The Essence of the Nine Palaces", it is not a martial arts secret, it is about the various changes in the mysteries of the Nine Palaces, Wang Yan felt that these Nine Palaces were similar to the gossip before, and he also took the opportunity to study the formation, but this secret was very useful to him.

In addition to these three secret books, there was also a worn-out fragment on the bookcase, Wang Yanben didn't pay much attention to it, but when he looked at the fragmented page, the whole person was stunned.

"This broken paper may have an extraordinary origin, I remember that Linghuqiu always wanted to understand something with this paper, but until now it seems that he has not been able to understand anything."

Ling Huwan's words rang in his ears, but Wang Yan didn't react much, his eyes stared at the worn-out fragment of the page motionless, because what was recorded on this fragment was a sword move, and Wang Yan saw it at a glance, and he felt that this sword move had a lot to do with the remnant move of the lonely heart sword technique he had cultivated.