Luo Cang Mansion.

The north of Luocang City is the Chaolong Mountains.

In the middle of the Chaolong Mountain Range is a low hill, barely a basin.

At this moment, there is a dense crowd of people gathering in this basin.

Looking closely, it is clear that this group of people can be divided into three categories.

The first category, whether male or female, tall or short, fat or thin, beautiful or ugly, are all exquisitely dressed, and their eyes are faintly proud.

The second group is ragged and scarred, with their hands tied behind their backs.

The third group has the largest number of people, but they are all in groups of three or two, more than ten or twenty groups, all over the entire Chaolong Zhengzhong Basin.

Of course, these three also have something in common, that is, they are all martial artists.

"Tsk... It is worthy of Tianjiao, who is so generous that he can get so many death row prisoners from the official prison to explore the way......"

"That's nature, today Tianjiao, tomorrow will be the top few people in Luo Cang, who can not give a little face!"

In the crowd, there were two people who whispered, both of them belonged to the children of the official family, and the relationship was relatively close.

Today, in the center of the Chaolong Mountain Range, there was a sudden loud noise, the center was concave, and someone was probing, which may be an ancient tomb.

When many martial artists in Luo Cangcheng heard this, they came to meet the opportunity, expecting to get some benefits from it.

Although Luocang City is governed by Luocang Mansion and has a wealth of treasures, correspondingly, there are too many people, too many warriors, and not enough resources, not to mention that the official family, family, and sect occupy most of the resources, and there are not many resources for scattered martial artists.

Therefore, when ancient tombs, ancient cities, and ancient battlefields appear, they often attract many people to hunt for treasures.

Of course, it will also be very dangerous here, and there are even some ancient places where high-level powerhouses can be buried, but people still flock to it.

Now, the same is true, all the warriors have gathered in the central basin of the Chaolong Mountain Range.

But today is different, the difference is that Luo Cang's younger generation Tianjiao, the concubine of the Qiu family, Qiu Xinghe, is very thoughtful, and he actually came here.

That's not all, the ancient tomb is a dangerous place, no one knows what's weird underground, Qiu Xinghe actually asked thousands of death row prisoners directly from the Fucheng Prison to explore the way.

At this moment, Qiu Xinghe was wearing a jade-colored gold silk and white pattern epiphany rain silk robe, his black hair was scattered and elegated, and he was simply inserted by a white jade glazed hairpin, his eyes were as bright as stars, and the whole person was just standing still, and there was a unique temperament that attracted everyone's attention.

"Brother Lobby, I'm going to try my luck first. ”

Beside Qiu Xinghe, there was a thin man standing, this was his cousin, Qiu Xinghe.

The Qiu family is in his generation, the men are famous stars, and the women are famous nights.

"Go ahead and join in the fun.

However, our family does not lack this resource, if there is danger, withdraw as soon as possible, if there is an enemy, you can also show weakness first, and wait for me to stand up for you!"

Qiu Xinghe was in a trance, as if he was awake from some special emotion, he gently patted Qiu Xinghe on the shoulder and said gently.

For his diehards, he has never been stingy with care.

"Don't worry, cousin, those scattered cultivators don't dare!"

Hearing this, Qiu Xingqi laughed wildly and strode towards the entrance of the ancient tomb, behind him, a team of followers followed closely, and dragged hundreds of death row prisoners.

Along the way, many loose repairs gave way.

After Qiu Xinghe entered the cemetery, Qiu Xinghe slowly opened his palm, and in the palm of his hand was a pair of phoenix earrings.

"Ye'er, you're finally back. ”

"I wonder if you're still angry with me. ”

"Hope this new gift, you can like it!!"

......

Click!!

In an almost sealed space, Jiang Yan's palm had a gathering talisman flickering, and under his feet, Qiu Yeyun's body fell to the ground, completely lifeless.

I don't know if it was because of the simultaneous teleportation of the two of them, the Shifting Talisman Array did not teleport the two of them to the city, but to such a ghost place.

When he arrived at this kind of place, the autumn night clouds couldn't run if they wanted to, and they were crushed by Jiang Yan in a few moves, and the stunning beauty died of incense and jade, and her soul returned to heaven and earth.

Leaning over, Jiang Yan picked up a message talisman in the palm of Qiu Yeyun's palm, and looked at the content on it, which was full of some sensual love words.

"Huh...... Unexpectedly, you are here, and there is a dead licking dog, if you meet it in the future, Lao Tzu will send him to reunite with you, which can be regarded as a kind of fulfillment. ”

Retracting his gaze, the flames rolled up, the message charm disintegrated, and Jiang Yan once again observed this environmental space similar to a secret room.

It was tightly closed, there was not the slightest trace of the exit, and there was no sound outside, and it was empty and silent.

"Damn, what the hell is this place? ”

The observation was fruitless, and Jiang Yan began to try to violently break through this closed space, there was no road, no exit, so he forced it.

Closing his eyes, he casually sensed the capacity of his true qi, and in the previous battle, his true qi had bottomed out, and his body was empty.

Sitting cross-legged, Jiang Yan began to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and restore his true qi.

It's strange to say, in such a place, the air is smooth, and the vitality of heaven and earth is even more active.

The Gathering Charm slowly extinguished, and darkness came from all directions.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, half an hour, an hour......

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of chaotic and subtle footsteps in the originally quiet space, which was very slight, but in this environment, it was very clear.

"Someone, or... There's something outside, in close proximity......"

In the dark, Jiang Yan opened his eyes, his true qi had recovered eighty percent, it was enough!

He listened closely, and this time it was finally confirmed.

It's people.

He heard the sound of conversation, although the accent was somewhat different from the region of Guihua City, it was the official language of the imperial dynasty, and he could understand it.

Just after listening to a few words, Jiang Yan's face darkened.

"In other words, I'm now transported to a large underground tomb, this place, this space...... Is it a martyr's sarcophagus?"

"I'm in a coffin??"

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan suddenly raised his arm and slapped upward.

Bang!!

......

Catacommodal cemetery.

Qian Wencheng walked cautiously with several bone refining martial artists under his command, and the speed was very slow.

Here, it is an inconspicuous fork in the tomb.

There is no way, although Qian Wencheng is a blood refining martial artist, he is high in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of the big people in Luo Cangcheng, he is really nothing.

Fortunately, he knew this.

This time, there is the arrogance of the young generation, and Qian Wencheng didn't even enter the main road.

"Don't think about any special creations this time, honestly pry a few burial tombs, make a lot of money and leave. ”

"It's really troublesome, what's wrong with the Qiu family?

"The skin is gone!" Qian Wencheng muttered to himself.

"Big brother, there is no way ahead. Suddenly, a man spoke in a low voice.

There is indeed no way, at the end of the road, there is a square room, in the middle of the room, there is a high platform.

Qian Wencheng looked at the high platform, his eyes narrowed.

"Dig!!"

He has also been down to similar tombs several times, and knows that under the so-called stone platform, there are generally coffins of the martyrs, and most of them are the concubines or followers of the tomb owner.

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