She guessed that Wang Heng and Liang Xinming had set up a powerful mechanism in this secret room, which was triggered by the official seal, so she fled in a hurry.

Wang Yan was running, suddenly there were three forks in front of him, he didn't stop under his feet, his eyes swept, and swept the situation of the three forks into his eyes: the stone walls of the three forks were painted with vermilion lacquer, one was a picture of a village girl picking mulberry, one was a picture of a village child playing, and one was a picture of a rural wild old fishing, all of which were his mother's handwriting, what is the meaning? Do you want to think about it for a few more days?

Liang Chaoyun asked in a panic, "Which way?" ”

Zhao Xi also looked at Wang Yan.

And all the people also looked at the king.

Wang Yan also wanted to ask his mother: Which way to go? But his mother is not here, he can only rely on himself. He was so nervous that his heart was about to jump out.

He didn't have time to think about it anymore.

His mother probably wouldn't have deliberately embarrassed him, and most of the paintings were painted by his mother to confuse the enemy, not to confuse him.

He should understand it at a glance.

He tried to think about what was there before the age of thirteen that had anything to do with these three paintings?

Memories pass by like a white horse.

A picture popped into his mind: the day before he went out on his trip, his father and mother parted with him many words. His mother asked him not to mess with flowers and grass outside, and sang: "The woman outside is a tiger, and you must avoid it if you meet it." Before his mind could sort out the connection between this matter and the immediate situation, his feet had already rushed uncontrollably towards the passage where the old farmer drew a fishing map of the countryside, shouting, "This way! There was almost no pause, which shows his extraordinary wit.

The crowd hurried in.

Liang Chaoyun ran and asked, "Why did you go this way?" ”

Why?

Wang Yan himself is also thinking: women are tigers, and they must avoid when they meet, the passage of the village girl picking mulberry can't go, and there are boys and girls playing in the countryside, so they can't go, so they can only choose wild old fishing.

That's about it.

He has a wonderful mother!

Ever since he could speak, his mother has been attacking and embarrassing his son everywhere; Other people's mothers are not like this, other people's mothers are very gentle and warm, but other people's mothers are not as capable as his mothers. When he was a teenager, he never complained about his mother in his heart, but now he understands his mother's painstaking efforts.

That's the heart of Jackie Chan!

He thought, tears streaming down his face.

Running around, tears spilled on the ground.

A mile is fleeting.

There was another fork in the road ahead.

There are also three pictures painted with paint at the fork crossing, there are men and women, old and young, and the atmosphere of life is rich and full of pastoral style.

Wang Yan chose one from afar, and went straight in, seeing that Liang Chaoyun and the others were full of wonder, they had to ask, because they ran this way, and the terrain gradually rose, so they were a little gasped, where was the time to ask.

Because of his travels, Wang Yan's body is still quite strong, but he is still not as good as those who practice martial arts, and he is gradually ahead of Zhao Xi and others.

The old servant and Liang Chaoyun simply pulled him away.

There was another fork in the road ahead.

Zhao Xi couldn't stop and rushed into a passage, and more than a dozen forbidden soldiers followed her and rushed in, and they rushed dozens of zhang in one rush.

Wang Yan hurriedly shouted, "Wrong, this way!" ”

They hurriedly turned around again and diverted their course.

After such a delay, he fell behind again.

Zhao Xi felt very aggrieved, and couldn't figure out how Wang Yan judged the direction, so he didn't stop to take a look and think about it, how could he know which way to go? What a wickedness! Well, Lord Liang is also a demon, and if there is such a problem, who can solve it except for her son?!

Wang Yan's heart suddenly moved, and he thought of a way to confuse the pursuers: he divided the people into three teams, and when they met the fork in the road, the three teams split into the three forks. The other two teams ran for a while and then turned their heads to get into the right lane to catch up with him, and he was already slower than the others, so it was even better.

It took three or four forks in the road.

Suddenly, there was a muffled explosion of thunder, and the earth shook and the mountains shook—literally, like the earth dragons turning over, and they shook their running bodies and almost fell down.

Wang Yan yelled, "Hurry-"

More desperate to run!

However, the terrain is getting higher and higher, tired, and the resistance is greater, and the running is getting slower and slower; The thunder rolled in one after another, as if it was right next to them, chasing behind their buttocks, and everyone was so frightened that their faces changed: Xuanwu Pass is about to be blown up, and if they don't run out, they will be buried here!

In a hurry, you can't care about confusing the pursuers.

They are in a hurry, and the pursuers are even more anxious.

Queen An and others have been chasing Wang Yan closely, seeing Wang Yan and others disappear at the first fork, and when they chased over, they thought they could see the back, who knew that this passage was a turn, Wang Yan and others had already disappeared behind the bend, and there was no one in the three passages.

Empress An said in fear: "Check quickly, which way are they going?" ”

An Jun hurriedly crouched down on the ground to check.

Empress An stared at the pictures on the wall, looked at it, and didn't know why, she couldn't help gritting her teeth and said: "Liang Xinming!! ”

An Jun is good at tracking, although the tunnel is paved with cement, and there are no obvious footprints after running, but there is always dust vibration, leaving clues, so he quickly selected the wild old fishing channel and chased down.

The second time, it was the same.

The third time was wrong, because Zhao Xi and a group of them all rushed into another passage, although they were later diverted, the traces left were enough for the An army to have a headache, and after weighing it for a long time, they couldn't tell which way to go.

And then the explosion began.

After Empress An calmly studied the picture, she chose one as the master, and Hulala rushed in, but they turned half a circle, but they went down, and returned to the underground of Xuanwu Pass, and the rumbling and muffled thunder rolled head-on, and the ground shook the mountains.

Empress An turned around in shock and ran the way she came.

"Wrong!"

She screamed miserably.

She came to her senses: the explosion was not only in the underground secret room, but all over the underground of Xuanwu Pass. Wang Yan lured her to be fooled and activated the mechanism with his own hands, burying not only herself, but also Xuanwu Pass.

Xuanwu Pass is now a man-made volcano!

Countless An troops in the pass: the reinforcements just sent by Emperor An, plus the hundreds of thousands of people withdrawn from the battlefield by Qin Peng, just waited for rest and adjustment, and then waved the army south, attacked the Central Plains, and were all buried in an instant.

Wang Heng and Liang Xinming had already set up a trap, and when she and his wife stepped on the Xuanwu Pass, they let their son bury them with his own hands.

Wang Yan, this kid is so ruthless!

Seeing so many people dying, he didn't even frown his brows, without the slightest hesitation. It's a hero—no, the devil!

"Lin Qianzi, this is a great gift from my mother! My mother's resourcefulness is less than one-ten-thousandth of her in your entire life. ”

Wang Yan's voice was louder than thunder.

No, not the voice of the king.

It was the sound of an explosion under your feet.

The tunnel can't be lifted, if it can be lifted, it must be like a string of firecrackers, crackling all the way up, blowing up......