A slight sense of vicissitudes suddenly appeared in Xi Jiu's heart, and he couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Hengrong, Hengrong, can be regarded as fateless.

Seeing that Xi Jiu Xuan turned around directly to leave, Gu Ye relieved himself and followed behind her.

The surroundings are full of treasures, and Gu Ye's casual glance is something that can make people in this world crazy, but Xiao Jiu doesn't squint, as if this place is not a treasure, but a pile of dung.

Out of the tomb was a long road, and Xi Jiu, who had not spoken, suddenly said: "Gu Ye, is that woman beautiful?" ”

Gu Ye thought of the female corpse in the coffin, it was beautiful, but so what?

"Not as good as you."

Xi Jiu hooked the corners of his mouth, and said, "What if I look like that??" ”

"No matter what you look like, you are the most beautiful one in my heart."

Xi Jiu smiled sneeringly: "A man's mouth." ”

Although he didn't say the rest of the sentence, Gu Ye was really clear, he couldn't help but grab the person in front of him, drag the person in front of him, and stared at her with his eyes: "I'm sincere." ”

"But if you change your skin, who will know who is who?"

These words were so blocked that Gu Ye couldn't say a word, but he was extremely sure that he would find it: "I will find it, there are thousands of skins in this world, and there is only one soul inside!" ”

Xi Jiu didn't say anything in the end, just broke free of Gu Ye's hand, and walked out slowly without saying a word.

There's only one soul inside??

Hengrong, your soul has been used to surpass me, will you still have a soul??

Xi Jiu clenched his fists, and the demonic breath in his body rolled, like a stormy wave, roaring endlessly.

And the turbulent demonic breath also caused the demonic qi outside to tumble and spread, and the tide generally swept into the tomb.

The two coffins are parallel to each other, the woman is bewitching and exquisite, and the man is gorgeous.

A dark cloud obscured the sunlight, and the sunlight falling from the cave ** also disappeared, and the entire tomb fell into darkness, and the tumbling demonic breath came turbulently, but the man who was lying quietly opened his eyes and sat up straight!

Hengrong moved his lifeless black eyes, and his gaze fell on the coffin beside him.

The beautiful woman slept peacefully, as if everything had only happened yesterday.

He softened his gaze and leaned over slightly, his white fingertips gently touching the woman's face, as if touching a fragile treasure.

"Nine Dead ......"

His aura was extremely low, and he looked like a delicate corpse no matter how he looked at it.

After a while, Hengrong slowly got up, the fine silk crossed the cold pattern of the coffin, and the crescent-white moire boots stepped on the dark ground of the cemetery, he looked at it quietly, his eyes on the number of all the burial goods in the tomb.

"One, two, three......"

At the end of the count, the man calmly turned his head, as if he was afraid of waking up the woman, and whispered: "There is only one third-order spirit stone missing, nine deaths, it must not be a thief, isn't it you?" ”

Hengrong muttered to himself, slowly, step by step towards the road.

That is, as soon as Xi Jiu and the others left, Hengrong walked out.

He was dressed in white and immaculate, and he was even more eye-catching under the sun, like a natural concentrating body, and soon attracted Xu Zun's attention.

What would you do if one day, you found an ancient person in ancient costumes in a secret realm?

Xu Zun is now facing this kind of problem.

He thought for a moment, but still said, "Do you need me to give you the identity of a modern person?" ”

After all, Hengrong is a righteous Taizong, and he replied very uprightly: "What do you need me to do for you?" ”

Well, it's impossible to help without compensation, and the exchange of benefits is more practical, isn't it?