Bang!

The stone door was closed tightly by the fat man.

"It's dead, it's dead, the fat man is really done this time!"

As soon as the door closed, the fat man turned around tremblingly, and kept repeating the words "dead" in his mouth as if he had lost his mind, and by the faint light of the flashlight held up by Zhang Jinya and Rosa, I could see that one of the fat man's fat faces was already white, and even the fat on both sides of his cheeks was constantly trembling gently.

What the hell is out there? How did you scare the fat man into this hanging?

I was closest to him, and my heart was also curious, so I quickly reached out and grabbed the fat man and asked him: "What happened, tell me carefully!" ”

"Outside, outside, outside...... Outside, a lot of ......"

When the fat man speaks, his tooth joints are constantly trembling, and the "cluck" collision is endless, and he can't make a useful sentence for half a day, which can be regarded as a person who dies in a hurry!

I don't know what happened to scare the fat people who are even bold when they think about it!

"Look at your little bit of interest!"

The old madman glared at the fat man, and said angrily: "If you can't do it, let Lao Tzu stay aside!" ”

While speaking, the old madman raised his finger and pointed it at me: "Ge family boy, you go and take a look at the situation outside!" ”

That's what I thought!

Looking at the fat man like this, I guess he is really confused, and he can't get any useful information for a while, so it's better for me to go over and take a look, at the moment I pulled the fat man away, one step and two steps, went up and rubbed my hand on the moss-covered stone door back and forth, wiped off some of the slippery moss, until I felt that the friction between my hands and the stone door increased slightly, and then I began to push the door!

Who knows, at this time, the fat man actually grabbed me!

"Don't open the door!"

When the fat man saw that I was about to open the door, he immediately became anxious, and even spoke a lot more neatly: "Duolun is outside, and there are a lot of Yin soldiers, long guns and short cannons, the boss of that battle!" ”

The fat man's words were urgent, but it was still too late, and with a force in my hand, I had already pushed open a gap in the stone door!

Doran?

After listening to the fat man's words, I was subconsciously stunned.

Immediately, the flames of hatred enveloped me, and the hatred of killing my father was not shared!

However, I also know that now is not the time to be desperate, if I rush out desperately, it doesn't matter if I live or die, anyway, Lao Tzu is also a rotten life, and he has lived until now, just for the sake of revenge. But it will affect the fat people and kill everyone.

The hurricane passed the post, and the grass remained; The night is almost dawn, and its darkness is especially fierce!

I kept silently reciting the sixteen words that Tsing Yi had warned me in my heart, and I exhaled several long breaths before I finally suppressed the anger in my heart. In the end, ignoring the fat man's tug, the ghost made a god and put his head against the crack in the door.

Outside, there was an underground palace, which was shrouded by a thin shroud of light held up by the Heart of Atlantis, holding up the soil above it to prevent it from collapsing. Through the milky white halo emitted by the mask, I could see that there was an empty area like a garden outside, and where I was now was a rockery on the southeast side of the garden!

The workers who built this underground palace at the beginning, when they escaped, they actually dug the secret passage from the rockery in the back garden of the Inner Forbidden Palace, I have to say, this is really a very hidden practice!

This should be the most majestic and magnificent underground palace I have seen so far, it is completely a miniature version of the Great Western King's Palace in the ruins of Poseidonia, just a back garden, it is built in a very stylish style, the Champs Pavilion and the attic palace, the same is not bad, the architectural style is somewhat similar to the Gothic architecture, belongs to the Western classical architectural style, very luxurious, and very exquisite.

People say that the most majestic underground palace in our country should be the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, just the scale of the tomb has reached the standard of the mausoleum of ordinary emperors, the real Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, with real people cast terracotta warriors and horses, mercury remitted into the moat river, enough to be worthy of the luxury of Afang Palace.

Although I have not seen the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, in fact, no one has seen the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang so far, but I think, I am afraid that the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang is the specification of the underground palace in front of me, which has almost reached an extreme!

It's just that the yin energy here is a little too heavy!

To be exact, it should be heavy!

There was a wisp of white mist on the ground, it was a gloomy mist, like a wine mist coming from a jar of freshly opened old wine.

It is precisely because of the heavy yin qi that it looks a little gloomy here!

And, most importantly, the murderous spirit here!

Yes, it's murderous, if you use an elegant word to describe it, it's killing!

Because in this back garden, there are Yin soldiers everywhere!

Bands of soldiers in thick steel armor and strangely shaped guns patrolled the back garden.

To be precise, these should be Yin soldiers.

Their faces were sickly pale, bloodless, and their eyes were hollow, looking straight ahead, and they looked like they were unconscious, not living creatures!

In the middle of the Yin soldiers, there is a large hall that looks very large, and I don't know what is brewing in the hall, and I can feel very strong energy fluctuations from afar, and that kind of energy fluctuations will even make people instinctively feel dangerous, because ...... It can destroy everything!

But all of this has nothing to do with me.

At least, at this moment, it has nothing to do with me, my eyes are not big, they can't accommodate the whole world, and at this moment, I only have the figure standing at the door of the main hall in my eyes.

Dressed in black, with a medium build, a softly angular face, and crow's feet carved with traces of age at the corners of his eyes.

What a familiar face......

This face has turned a thousand times in my dreams.

The thoughts about him have not diminished for a moment, but have increased day by day, as if they have been carved into my heart with a carving knife, and I can't forget them no matter what.

At the very least, I don't remember how many nights I've had, and every time I dreamed that when he woke up, he found that he had wet his pillow with tears.

During the day, I didn't dare to cry, because I was a man, a thick backbone held up the waist pole, the sky fell and smashed on the shoulder and couldn't cry out in pain, and the ground sank and I couldn't say I was afraid of falling hard.

However, every time I dream of him at night, I can always poke at the weakest place in my heart, and tears wet the pillow.

Yes, I miss him, I miss him all the time, I can't let go of him all the time, because he is my dearest relative, the only dearest.

Unfortunately, the one standing on the steps now, although he has a face that I will never forget, has no warm smile on his face, only coldness, pride, and contempt for all arrogance, and there is no more approachability on his body, only a dark aura.

His right eye was covered with a black cloth.

I pierced that eye.

That knife was the hardest knife I ever wielded in my life. I'm a person who never minds hurting people, and I'd rather kill a thousand people by mistake than wield that sword.

That knife was actually cut at my own heart, and I had lost too much blood and realized too much.

Yes, my father has passed away after all, and the one standing on the steps looking down on the Yin Soldier now is Doron.

I gritted my teeth, my hands on the Baipi knife tightened, loosened, and I kept forcibly restraining the urge to draw the knife!

"Boy, you come back for me!"

At this time, the low roar of the old madman sounded in my ears, and then I felt a strong force from my collar, and I pulled it back directly, because I was caught off guard, and I sat on the ground with a butt, and the dark passage was extremely wet, and the ground was almost full of mud.

"Boy, everyone's life is very difficult, don't take impulsiveness as courage, real courage is the courage to face a bloody fate and bear everything strongly."

The old madman glanced at me coldly, and said lightly: "You are still too tender, remember, there is a knife on the head of the word forbearance, if you can't learn to endure it, you can't use this knife, so you can't kill people, let alone punish your heart!"

Murderous sword, heart-killing knife......

Hey, this word 'forbearance', that's the most powerful weapon! ”

After saying this, the old madman suddenly looked back at Yuan, and his eyes became complicated at this moment.

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