One day, there was another sound of the wheel and axle clicking downstairs, and when I first heard it, I pouted and disagreed. But this time the movement was really different, she couldn't help but throw away the idle book in her hand, flew down to find out, and the situation in front of her shocked her again.

The locked heavy door in the Linglong room was slowly opening, and the little junior brother was standing a foot away from the door, watching the door open tensively.

The delicate lock that stumped the Wing Shuangmen and the immortals was actually broken by a stubborn young man, and I don't know if the old faces of these immortals will turn red. Zhi Xianmo was still a little incredulous, and said stupidly: "Little junior brother, you opened this door?" ”

Li Yang's pride when he heard the words was overflowing, if he was still the original fox body, the big tail would definitely shake it. Thinking of this is what the round face said, he couldn't help but offer a white eye as usual, his nose let out a disdainful snort, and his small chest stood tall.

When the heavy door is fully opened, a dark passage appears in front of you. On both sides of the passage hung several pearls that glowed brightly. Xu was locked in the secret room for too long, and a faint musty smell came to his face.

Xian Mo tried to probe his neck behind Li Yang, hoping to see through the inside. However, the passage is a narrow corridor from top to bottom, and there are corners, how can it be as she wishes. Thinking that Uncle Jiuling had said that the treasures under the exquisite room were all rare treasures in the Three Realms, she was full of joy, and she really had the idea of rushing in immediately.

But in the face of the dark passage, it is difficult not to rise timid, let alone the always timid Slender Mo. She licked her face and said, "Little junior brother, let's go down and take a look?" "It's very flattering.

If it is on weekdays, the ink points to the east, and Liyang must do the opposite. It's just that now that he has unlocked the Linglong lock, he has always had a strong sense of curiosity, so he wants to go down and see it in person. Moreover, the round face deliberately flattered, which made him even more proud when he unlocked the delicate lock. He sneered contemptuously, and acquiesced to the invitation of the round face.

After a long time, when the mildew in the passage dissipated, Li Yangfang cautiously stepped into it, and Xianmo didn't say much, and his cheeky face followed closely behind him. They walked along the dark passageway, and there were no accidents along the way, and they entered the hundred-zhang wide secret room smoothly.

The entire chamber was hung high in the sky, as dense as stars, and fist-sized pearls illuminated it clearly.

The furnishings of the secret room are roughly the same as those of the Linglong Room, surrounded by various treasure shelves, on which objects are displayed under the light of the pearl, glowing with a faint glow. The shape is a weapon, with swords, accessories, armor, and so on.

Xianmo was a little disappointed, but said, "It turns out that the master still has the heart of a god of war." Although these words were said casually, they were in the heart of the moon god. The moon god was ranked as a civil servant in response to the mandate of heaven, but in his heart he was particularly envious of the extraordinary military position. It was because he had been a close friend with the former god of war Taihao, but unfortunately this close friend has been scattered.

Li Yang was arrogant and didn't care. He wandered around, secretly thinking about the idea of fighting weapons.

Xianmo has no interest in weapons and the like, and only wants to seek the strange treasures that Uncle Jiuling said. However, there was no other exit from the secret room except for the passage from which it came. She pretended to say to herself and said, "Uncle Jiuling once said that there are three floors under the Linglong room, and the lower the floor, the more valuable the treasures are placed, and I don't know how to go down?" ”

Li Yang knew that Xianmo was deliberately telling him this, but the treasure was far less tempting than the weapon in front of him. Besides, even if he wanted to go down, it would not be today. Later, he came quietly, and did not let his round face touch his light again.

Seeing that Liyang didn't take the bait, Xianmo had to honestly wander around. Suddenly, a silver bracelet stopped her. This bracelet is about a finger wide, and the hollow is carved with some exquisite patterns, and she can't help but rejoice: "This bracelet is strangely good-looking." As he spoke, he stretched out his fat paw to take it off and try it on.

Li Yang saw this thing before her, and she thought about it at the time, and she didn't know if this bracelet could restrain the flowing gold rope with a round face. It's a pity that the bracelet and the like are too feminine, and it is not suitable for a man like him. Hearing this, he suddenly shouted, "Don't move." Even after a few months of taking shape, he still hasn't gotten into the habit of saying simple words.

Xianmo was frightened, and the fat claw didn't dare to move for a while. Some doubts, some unwilling, said, "Why can't you move?" ”

She didn't know that as soon as Li Yang spoke, she was already eager to bite off her tongue, if it weren't for her own mouth, the fat claws of her round face would have been full of silver needles at this time. Li Yang clenched his teeth, made up his mind not to open his mouth again, and continued to look for what he needed.

couldn't get a response from the little junior brother, Xian Mo retracted her hand, she was not only timid, but also afraid of pain.

Countless idle books have mentioned that the treasures stored in the secret room often hide all kinds of traps, and Xianmo doesn't want to make herself half-dead, and she will talk about it another day. She was very interested in not asking for the little junior brother, and she was afraid of inadvertently touching the trap, so she had to follow the little junior brother peacefully and be a loyal follower.

A moment later, Li Yang squatted in front of a treasure shelf. In the corner of this multi-treasure shelf are simple but simple and heavy daggers. The handle and scabbard of the dagger are not ornamented, and there seems to be some rust. He looked at it again and again, and when he was sure that there was no mechanism, he gently picked up the dagger. Well, yes, just right for his little hands to grasp.

The follower Xianmo teased: "This thing is just made into the sword of the little junior brother." ”

Knowing that the round face was mocking him for being small, but Liyang's mind was all about the dagger now, how could he have the kung fu to deal with her. He looked at the dagger for a long time, and slowly pulled the blade out of its sheath.

The dagger blade is double-edged, milky white in color, and faintly exudes a chill. Li Yang's eyes were shining, and his grandfather also had a sword like this, which was rumored to have been refined by ancient cold steel, and could cut stone and break gold. He couldn't stop his excitement, and he stabbed and pulled out the dagger entirely. Then wave left and right, and feel that the feel of the stab is also very suitable.

didn't let her move, but she had a good time, and Xian Mo couldn't help but mock: "Be careful, don't hurt yourself." ”

Li Yang really regretted coming here with a round face, it was really noisy.

He slashed a few times, but it wasn't enough to swing it, so he looked around for something to try with a dagger. I inadvertently saw a bronze statue with a square head with protruding eyes on the opposite side. The bronze statue holds the right hand empty, bows the right knee forward, and the left leg is straightened and stabbed behind.

Li Yang had a flash of inspiration, looked at the dagger in his hand again, and finally stepped forward and inserted the dagger into the empty hand of the bronze statue.

There was only a click, and the dagger seemed to snap into the mechanism in the bronze statue's hand. Then the multi-treasure frame on one side moved slowly. Li Yang was quickly on guard, and even with his follower Xianmo, he was extremely nervous, and he didn't dare to say anything more with bated breath.

When the multi-treasure shelf was moved aside, the wall showed a cabinet door that was more than a foot tall and two feet wide, and there was a lion's head knocker on the door.

Li Yang stepped forward to take a closer look at the door knocker, and then thought for a moment, his little hand pulled up the ring handle, pushed it in, and heard a faint sound from the door knocker. He rotated the knocker to the left to the vertical, with another soft sound, and then pulled it outward, repeating it several times, until finally the door disappeared with a click.

In the cabinet, a black sword with red flames floated in it. Li Yang was very curious about what was so strange about this sword, and it needed to be placed so secretly. I didn't think that there was a hidden defense in this open cabinet door. As he was exploring, more than a dozen small fluorescent arrows suddenly appeared behind the black sword, spraying out like lightning.

Behind Li Yang, the follower Xianmo who looked curiously, had never been cultivated by a good student, and he had neither a golden light protector, nor could he release a protective shield. can only instinctively dodge to the side, and the chubby body takes advantage of the situation to protect the Li Yang in front of him.

The slender ink that pressed Li Yang under his body curled up his entire fat body in pain. Li Yang easily got up from under her, and saw the round face curled up on the side, with dozens of small arrows stuck in his back, hands and legs. Where the arrow was, fluorescent blood flowed.

Li Yang threw himself at her side and called out in a trembling voice, "Senior sister." This is the first time he has called Senior Sister with a round face, but Senior Sister is really uncomfortable to arouse.

Before they could finish speaking, a cloud of white light flashed, and the moon god appeared in front of them, as if facing a great enemy. Seeing the two little disciples and the open cabinet door, he wanted to break the sleeves of the two unlucky disciples one by one and sweep them out of Bian Chunshan. Gritting his teeth to suppress his anger, he quickly fed the two black pills that appeared in his palm into the mouth of the fine ink.

After the ink was subdued, a round black box appeared on the right hand of the moon god again. With the luna finger urging, the black box floated above Slim Mo's body. As if summoned by the arrows inserted in Slim Ink's body, they trembled a few times, and flew away from Slim Ink's body one after another, sinking straight into the black box. The arrows flew away and splattered flesh and blood, and Xianmo only let out a groan of pain before fainting in pain.

With tears in his eyes, Li Yang urgently called, "Senior sister, senior sister." Without receiving a response, he turned his head to look at the master, and his original two purple pupils were faintly red: "Senior sister? ”

Where does the moon god have time to take care of, he is busy rescuing. I saw a few white rays of light flowing from his fingertips, flying at the wound of the fine ink. In a moment, the blood gushing out of Xianmo's body stopped, and as the white light disappeared, the wound had healed. After briefly treating the wounds of the three disciples, he urged the mechanism to restore the original state of the secret room.

Then cast a spell to teleport Xianmo and Liyang to the Linglong Room, and said angrily, "Lock this place." "Needless to say, the one who opens the Linglong Room must be the little disciples who tinker with these things all day long. Without waiting for the little disciple to respond, he moved to the courtyard with Xianmo, and while placing Xianmo on the couch, the senior disciple said in a secret voice: "Qingxuan, go and ask Wu Nong's medical god immediately." ”

At this time, the sluggish Liyang restored the Linglong lock. Then he slumped against the door, dazed and at a loss.