"Could it be that she was caught by Li Lanru?" Wu Zhiyuan thought secretly in his heart, and hurriedly leaned down and lay on the ground, wanting to turn back to the tomb to save Li Xueying.

"Brother Zhiyuan, you can't go back and die!" Moon Shadow Fuxian grabbed Wu Zhiyuan.

Wu Zhiyuan struggled to break free from the Moon Shadow Fuxian, and was just about to roll towards the gap under the boulder door, when he suddenly saw a white figure rolling out of the gap, and as soon as the figure rolled out of the gap, the boulder fell to the ground with a bang, sealing the entrance to the imperial mausoleum of the Yan Kingdom.

"Yingying, you've finally come out!" The person who rolled out of the gap was Li Xueying, Wu Zhiyuan was extremely excited, and happily grabbed Li Xueying's shoulders, the latter frowned in pain, Wu Zhiyuan realized that he was using too much force, but the joy of seeing Li Xueying come out safely was irrepressible, and he ignored the Moon Shadow Fuxian's cunzài, and held Li Xueying in his arms.

Wu Zhiyuan is a person who doesn't know how to hide his feelings, he is amorous, but he attaches importance to every feeling. At the beginning of the period, he had no true feelings for Li Xueying, but the two repeatedly got through difficulties together, and Li Xueying sacrificed herself to save her at critical moments, and the two were already husband and wife, Wu Zhiyuan naturally moved his true feelings for her.

At this time, the natural expression of true feelings inadvertently made Moon Shadow Fuxian's heart not taste. Although Moon Shadow Fuxian has a lonely and arrogant temperament and empty eyes, he is emotionally obedient to Wu Zhiyuan, and when he saw Wu Zhiyuan hugging this woman who looked the same as her, he couldn't help but have a sour nose, and hot tears instantly welled up in his eyes, and his voice shouted cowardly: "Brother Zhiyuan." ”

Wu Zhiyuan heard the sound of Moon Shadow Fuxian, and hurriedly let go of the hands that were holding Li Xueying, with an embarrassed expression on his face. The three of them froze in place, and for a moment they were at an impasse.

Li Xueying is very clear about the relationship between Wu Zhiyuan and Moon Shadow Fuxian, and Moon Shadow Fuxian also guessed the delicate relationship between Wu Zhiyuan and Li Xueying in this entanglement, she is not unable to accept that Wu Zhiyuan has three wives and four concubines, just as she can accept Sheng Wanxiang's cunzài, but she can't accept Wu Zhiyuan and other women in front of her.

"Ahh We need to get out of here quickly, Li Lanru and they will be in trouble if they open the boulder door in the tomb and chase them out! Wu Zhiyuan suddenly thought of the crux of the problem and took the lead in breaking the embarrassing deadlock.

Saying that, Wu Zhiyuan left the two beauties and walked towards the yellow grass, in this case, it was not wise for him to pull anyone's hand.

As soon as he took two steps, Wu Zhiyuan heard a pleasant laugh like a silver bell behind him, and when he looked back, he saw Li Xueying standing in place covering her mouth and laughing.

"What's wrong?" Wu Zhiyuan asked strangely.

"I'm injured, Sister Moon Shadow is weak, in case my father and they bring someone to chase him out, how can you escape with two sick women by yourself?" Li Xueying winked triumphantly and playfully, "So just now I stayed in the tomb and destroyed the door opening mechanism of the swallow relief, so that the people inside couldn't chase it out." ”

Wu Zhiyuan let out a long breath when he heard this, and at the same time he was heartbroken for Li Xueying's wit, thoughtfulness and daring to take risks.

Wu Zhiyuan walked in front, and Moon Shadow Fuxian saw that Li Xueying's injury was just healing and her body was weak, so she took the initiative to support her, and the two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had reached a tacit understanding without words.

The three of them walked four or five miles in a piece of wild grass that was higher than their knees before turning into a sheep intestine path.

Wu Zhiyuan walked a few steps, suddenly turned around, only to find that the mountain where the emperor of Yan was buried had been left behind, and only at this time away from the foot of the mountain, he was able to get a glimpse of the whole mountain, the mountain is not very high, and it is almost the same as Longshan in the big eyes, but the pine forests between the mountains look quite vibrant, while Longshan is barren and grassless, it seems that the place where the emperor is buried and the scene presented by the burial of the drought is really very different.

"This mountain is called Linglong Mountain." Li Xueying saw Wu Zhiyuan stop and look back, so she spoke.

"Linglong Mountain...... Emperor Murong De of Nanyan Xianwu ......" Wu Zhiyuan looked at the peach wood sword engraved with the words "Taoyuan Immortal Wood" in his hand, remembered the zombie wearing a dragon robe he saw in the coffin of a tomb, and thought, "Could it be that the dragon robe zombie in that tomb is really the real body of Emperor Xianwu?" ”

After a moment of silence, Wu Zhiyuan asked Li Xueying: "How long have you been hiding in this mountain?" ”

"After the fall of the Manchu Dynasty, my father came to this imperial tomb with his men and some Qing soldiers." Li Xueying replied.

"Then have you ever found the main tomb of Emperor Xianwu, the owner of the Imperial Mausoleum?" Wu Zhiyuan continued to ask.

"Hmm." Li Xueying nodded, "It is rumored that Murong De made more than 10 coffins back then, transported them from the four gates at night, and buried them in the valley, but they were actually buried in this Linglong Mountain, so all the coffins you saw were fake. ”

"Where's the real coffin?" Wu Zhiyuan asked strangely, his question was just out of curiosity, or to find a psychological comfort for himself, after all, he had experienced ups and downs in this Linglong Mountain Imperial Mausoleum and almost died, and in the end, he didn't know the true location of the owner of the Imperial Mausoleum, which was very embarrassing to think about.

"The real coffin is under the pool of the big turtle." Li Xueying smiled slightly.

Wu Zhiyuan was a little disappointed when he heard this, he thought that Murong De's true body would definitely be hidden very secretively, but he didn't expect that he was only a stone's throw away from him, but after thinking about it, he felt very calm, at that time, he broke into this imperial tomb by accident, and now he not only rescued the Moon Shadow Fuxian, but also had a beautiful woman to accompany him, this trip is worth it. As for Murong De's true body, it is not something he cares about.

The three of them walked all the way to rest, and after walking for a long time, they saw sparse pedestrians, and when they looked at it, it seemed to be a small town not far away. At this time, the three of them were dizzy with hunger, and the ragged clothes on their bodies aroused the surprised or disdainful eyes of many pedestrians, especially the Moon Shadow Fuxian, who was dressed in red shabby clothes that could only cover their bodies.

"We'll have to find an inn to stay in, then get something to eat and buy some clothes and dry food." Wu Zhiyuan looked at the bustling town not far away and said.

"But we don't have any money on us." Moon Shadow Fuxian and Li Xueying said almost in unison.

A word woke up the dreamer, Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly touched his pocket, the pocket was empty, and there was not a single silver dollar. He had used endless money, but at this time, he was thousands of miles away, and he didn't expect to end up in a penniless situation.

"What should I do?" Wu Zhiyuan looked at Moon Shadow Fuxian and Li Xueying, both of them looked at him with a pair of crystal eyes in their completely similar faces, and their eyes showed deep anticipation.

Wu Zhiyuan realized how important it is to take care of his own woman, which is not only the trust and dependence of the other party on him, but also the responsibility that a man should shoulder.

Thinking about it, Wu Zhiyuan subconsciously touched his chest, and suddenly frowned: "There is!" ”