When the boy opened the mechanism and the stone door slowly opened, the sky outside had already begun to brighten.

An unprecedented severe test has also begun in the Nine Kings' Mansion - looking for the little county lord!

"This king only gives you an hour, and within an hour, you can't find Huanhuan's whereabouts, so come and see you!" Murong Jiu's beautiful phoenix eyes flashed with a cold glow, and the bottom of his eyes was absolutely deep and cold.

Imposing and aggressive.

"Yes! Rajah! The guards quickly dispersed and divided into several groups to find Ye Qinghuan's whereabouts.

Murong Jiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the frost on his face was terrifying.

Huanhuan, don't force this king to be hard......

At this moment, in the tunnel of the ruined temple outside the city, Ye Qinghuan and Ruoli County Lord and the young man had successfully entered the secret room.

By the light of the night pearl in the young man's hand, the three of them saw a skeleton in the secret room, which seemed to have been dead for at least two years, and only a white bone wrapped in an ink-colored robe remained.

Ruoli County Lord's hands and feet were a little cold, his body was stiff, and he didn't dare to go over when he stood at the door of the secret room.

Yes...... Is that him?

Ye Qinghuan sighed slightly in her heart when she saw this, in fact, she didn't want to see this kind of result, it was estimated that she would be very sad if she left the county lord, and she would not even be able to get out of this shadow for the rest of her life.

After all, if the county lord misunderstood Duguyu, he gave up on himself and was willing to fall, but in fact, Duguyu did not lose her.

With the observance psychology of ancient girls...... If you leave the county lord, it is difficult to get out of this hurdle.

However, before the matter was clear, Ye Qinghuan still walked over, squatted down next to the bones, and reached out to pick up a letter next to the bones.

There was no pen, ink, paper, inkstone or anything like that in the secret room, this 'letter' was a piece of cloth, the font on it was distorted, the color was dark red, and it was obviously a suicide note written by a person with his fingers stained with blood.

"I am Duguyu, the owner of the first floor in the world, killed by his cronies, took refuge in the secret passage in the temple, and the exit was sealed, I know that time is running out, so I left this book."

Ye Qinghuan picked up the piece of cloth and slowly read it out loud, "The token on the first floor is this jade wrench, whoever finds my corpse can enter the first floor with the jade wrench, clean the door for me, and ascend to the position of the lord of the building." In addition, I have a wife, whose name is Murong Ruoli, who protects the county lord of the country and takes good care of her. Xin Mao year, the seventh day of the fifth month, Dugu Yu, the last pen. ”

Before Ye Qinghuan finished reading, Ruoli County Lord had already squatted down, covered his face with his hands, and cried bitterly.

He was on the verge of death...... I still haven't forgotten the ...... who was responsible for her

He didn't fail her......

After Ye Qinghuan finished reading, he sighed slightly, but he inadvertently saw the mood fluctuations in the young man's eyes, and he was looking at the skeleton on the ground in a daze.

Strange, does he also know Duguyu?

Thinking of this, Ye Qinghuan walked over and asked, "Do you know Duguyu?" ”

The boy instantly returned to his indifference as before, his thin lips pursed, and he did not make a sound.

Those beautiful and clear eyes, as if there had never been any emotional fluctuations, returned to their original pool of stagnant water, indifferent and empty.

Ye Qinghuan glanced at the young man thoughtfully, knowing that there was no answer to ask again, so he walked to the skeleton and picked up the jade wrench.

Ye Qinghuan handed the jade wrench finger to the county lord of Ruoli, and said gently: "People can't be resurrected after death, you mourn!" Moreover, don't forget Duguyu's last words, he hopes that he will take revenge, and he also hopes that you will live well. ”

Ruoli raised his eyes from the county lord, a pair of red, swollen and moist eyes, and looked at Ye Qinghuan deadly.

Ye Qinghuan's heart jumped, and she couldn't help but take a step back, looking at Ruoli County Lord vigilantly: "What's wrong with you?" ”