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After walking for about half a day, they finally came to the top of the mountain, where they are now on the back of the imperial tomb, so there are no people, only towering trees and magnificent mausoleums.

Since ancient times, princes have been very concerned about the place where they are buried, and even built more grand and luxurious than the palace before their death.

The imperial mausoleum of Daxia is no exception, from the back, this building is magnificent, giving people a sense of more majesty than the usual palace.

Qin Miaomiao, the imperial mausoleum, came twice, the first time was to visit Gonggong Li and inquire about the location of the secret room, and the second time, she still came for Gonggong Li, but her memory only stayed when she learned the news that Gonggong Li was no longer there. The memories after that are intermittent, and the self that has been extended appears on the island of the night.

Thinking of Gonggong Li, she sighed in her heart, but she was more guilty, although the old man was sour, greedy for money and stingy, but in the days when he was dealing with Su Zuyao, he did give him a lot of help, and even risked his life to save himself.

And in the end, because he didn't die well, thinking of this, Qin Miaomiao's heart pressed a heavy stone, dull and depressed, and her expression became gloomy.

In fact, she also resented Su Mu in her heart, but she could also understand it, after all, such a scandal was a great shame for an emperor, and it couldn't be leaked out no matter what.

Qin Miaomiao was a little distracted, and she didn't notice Xiao Fuling, who suddenly stopped, and almost hit him.

Seeing Qin Miaomiao's face full of vegetables, Xiao Fuling also frowned unconsciously: "What's wrong?" Is there something uncomfortable? ”

She was uncomfortable inside and out, but so what? She still can't get rid of Xiao Fuling's pervert!

Raised his head to meet Xiao Fuling's concerned gaze: "Why do you have to collect all the holy weapons?"

Although this sentence was asked, Qin Miaomiao felt that Xiao Fuling would not give herself an answer, in fact, that answer was already in her heart.

Gather all the holy weapons, have supreme divine power, and then destroy the world.

"Actually, you never thought to know me, and you never believed me, so you won't believe anything I say." When he said this, Xiao Fuling's tone was full of grievances and helplessness.

Looking at his bleak face, Qin Miaomiao swallowed the rest of the words back into her stomach.

With Xiao Fuling's skills, they easily evaded the guards of the Imperial Tomb.

Qin Miaomiao was like a duck that had lost her voice, quietly and obediently following him, but although she was calm on the surface, she had already turned over in her heart, and there was a voice in her heart telling her that she must stop him, otherwise it would be too late.

The furnishings in the Imperial Tomb are rich and luxurious, and even the guiding lights on both sides of the walls are gilded.

Although there were many guards outside the imperial tomb, there was no one inside.

This is the burial place of the two generations of monarchs of the Xia Dynasty, all the people of Great Xia have infinite awe of this place, and the same is true of those guards, except for the necessary cleaning every day, they will not come here to disturb the rest of the two monarchs.

The main hall of the imperial tomb is different from ordinary palaces, there are no side halls and cabinets, only an empty and lonely main hall.

Xiao Fuling looked at Qin Miaomiao with some hesitation: "You wait for me here, I'll come out with the Zixiao Sword!"

"No, I'm going in with you!" Stop you from getting the Zixiao Sword! It's just that Qin Miaomiao didn't say the second half of the sentence, and she didn't even dare to think about it in her heart, she knew that if she was thinking in her heart, he would also know.

Although she hadn't thought of how to stop it, she still didn't want to give up, and she always had to try whenever there was a chance. If he stayed outside, even if he informed the guards of the imperial tomb, he would not be able to hold him, and on the contrary, he would have to take the lives of many people.

"I'm afraid it will hurt your body if you go in, so stay and wait for me!" There are some things that Qin Miaomiao doesn't know, but Xiao Fuling knows very well, the Zixiao Sword is a holy weapon, and it can sense Qin Miaomiao......

"If you leave me here, aren't you afraid that I will have escaped when I come out?" Qin Miaomiao knew that this trick would definitely work for Xiao Fuling, and he deliberately trapped himself by his side, not giving himself any chance to escape.

"I can give you a ban, you can't leave." Xiao Fuling seemed to have made up his mind and would not take Qin Miaomiao in.

Seeing that the threat was useless, Qin Miaomiao was a little frustrated, pitiful: "You just let me go in with you, you leave me here alone, I'm afraid ......"

It's a creepy feeling to be coquettish to someone you hate......

However, this trick is surprisingly useful, Xiao Fuling knows that it shouldn't be like this, but the words of refusal are stuck in his throat but he can't say anything.

In the end, he could only sigh, and his tone was full of helplessness: "You must tell me if you feel uncomfortable after you go in!"

Xiao Fuling then began to search around, looking for his way to the main mausoleum.

After searching around, he finally fixed his eyes on the dragon chair that was high up.

The dragon chair is built high, symbolizing supreme power and glory. Without hesitation, he walked to the side, groping around, searching.

Then he stopped his gaze on the faucet of the armrest, hesitated for a moment, and raised his hand to grab the faucet.

Turning slightly, a mural behind him opened in response. Qin Miaomiao knew that the organs in this place would not be able to stop him, and he was forced to be in a hurry, and it was not difficult for him to forcibly destroy this place.

Xiao Fuling, who was standing in front of the passage, did not rush in, but closed his eyes and held his breath to concentrate, as if he was investigating the situation inside.

The Zixiao Sword was originally his weapon, and it had a certain constant induction with himself.

Even after all this time, he could still detect it.

After a while, he reopened his eyes and beckoned to Qin Miaomiao, who was not far away: "Let's go, it's inside."

Qin Miaomiao's expression was calm, all her emotions were sealed in her heart, anxious and fearful, she hid them deeply, and did not show the slightest clue.

As soon as he stepped into the underground palace, a gloomy aura came to his face, no matter how spacious and bright the cultivation was, the gloomy dead air still couldn't be hidden.

The yin wind blowing on his face caused Qin Miaomiao to shiver in vain, the air pressure around her body dropped instantly, and her footsteps slowed down.

Looking at Qin Miaomiao's pale face, Xiao Fuling stopped his eager steps.

turned back to Qin Miaomiao's side, and couldn't help but take her cold hand: "Don't be afraid, no one can hurt you with me."

was originally a heartwarming word, but she didn't feel the slightest warmth, because the person holding her hand at this time was the one who had been hurting herself.

He kept telling himself not to be afraid, but he didn't know that he was the source of that fear.

The passage of the dungeon is very long, and the guide lights on the wall continue to stretch forward, and under the dim light, the road seems to have no end.

The cold wind blew through his ears, and the hairs around his body stood on end.

Qin Miaomiao raised her scalp to explode, and it seemed that there were many pairs of eyes watching her from unknown corners.

Soon a layer of cold sweat broke out all over her body, and for some reason, she felt that she smelled death, so real.

A layer of fine and dense cold sweat broke out in her palms, and the hand held by Xiao Fuling was cold and sticky.

The further she walked inside, the heavier Qin Miaomiao's fear became, and she even wanted to turn around and run away.

She could hear her heartbeat clearly, and she could ...... I felt an invisible hand piercing through the flesh on her chest, viciously grabbing her heart, pulling wildly outward.

"I feel as if I'm getting closer to death, why?" Her voice was pale and even trembling.

"Because of the Zixiao Sword."

Back then, the man died under his Zixiao sword, and she was also ......

Just when Qin Miaomiao felt that she was about to suffocate to death, they walked to the end of the aisle.

In front of him is a heavy stone gate, and there are two forks on the left and right sides.

Xiao Fuling didn't care about the fork in the road, but walked to the stone gate.

He slowly let go of Qin Miaomiao's hand, and his two hands stroked the stone door.

Qin Miaomiao, who was standing beside him and was shaky, suddenly felt the air flow around him accelerate, and was mobilized by some kind of force, and soon formed a huge thrust.

She remembered the sound of the boulder grinding in her ears, and Xiao Fuling actually lifted the boulder door weighing a thousand catties in front of her with a brute force.

The stone door was opened, and an awe-inspiring aura came to the face.

The lights on the four walls of the stone room were turned off as if someone had pressed a switch.

And in the middle of the stone room, a sword hung in the air, floating in the air without any support.

Almost instantly, Qin Miaomiao's chest was in sharp pain, as if a sharp blade had pierced through his chest, and the pain spread and spread all over his limbs.

The pain came so suddenly that she went limp, and she fell to the ground without warning.

However, in an instant, Xiao Fuling's eyes were quick, and he had already helped her up again, holding her shoulders with one hand, letting her lean on her body so that she would not fall again, and the other hand was gently applied to her chest, Qin Miaomiao felt a warm current slowly spread to her heart along his hand, and slowly extended to all parts of her body along the blood.

The pain slowly faded, but her face was still as pale as paper, and her whole person was weak.

The pain around her body was relieved, and Qin Miaomiao could barely speak: "Why am I so sad when I get close to Zixiao Sword?" ”

Seeing that Qin Miaomiao's situation had improved, Xiao Fuling's hanging heart fell to the ground.

"In your previous life, you died under the Zixiao Sword, so you were injured by its sword qi just now."

Is there really a past life? She died under Ling Xiao's sword, and she remembered that Xiao Fuling had said that she had committed suicide and cursed him with her life.

Qin Miaomiao raised her eyes and looked at the Zixiao Sword again, it was still hanging there, as if it had a soul, Qin Miaomiao looked at it, and it also stared at Qin Miaomiao coldly.