In the dark, the breath was a little solemn.

In this dead darkness, no one wants to speak.

After walking past Wang Chan's tomb, Yan Qing and Wu Jiu followed the old man and continued to walk slowly in the dark, walking for about half an hour.

A second tombstone appeared before their eyes.

This tombstone is also nine feet high.

Tomb of Yum!

Walking to the second tombstone, the old man leaned down and began to wipe it again, wiping the dust off the tombstone.

Yan Qing and Wu Jiu frowned, in addition to looking at the second tombstone, they were still looking around, but it was still dark all around, and they couldn't see anything.

At this point, Mai Jiu walked towards the darkness, but after taking a few steps, she stopped.

"Can't get out. Wujiu said.

Yan Qing thought for a moment, and then walked towards the second tombstone, but just after taking a few steps, he stopped again, and he couldn't walk past it.

At this time, the old man saw Yan Qing and Wu Jiu walking around, and said a few more words, and then motioned for them to come and wipe the tombstone.

Seeing that they couldn't enter or retreat, Yan Qing and Wu Jiu finally settled down, and at this time they were wiping the tombstone while communicating with their divine senses.

"Wash the ...... with Blood"

"It's not dust, it's blood-devouring ......"

"Is this really the Emperor's Tomb?"

"The breath is so hidden that it's hard to determine ......"

"If this is the legendary Emperor's Tomb, it seems too simple......"

"Who is he, why is he here, what language is he speaking, is it the language of the ancient gods?"

"You're guessing he's probably an ancient god?"

"Possibly. ”

"Ancient gods guarding the tomb?"

As soon as they wiped it, it was another whole day, and their blood had stained the entire tombstone, and they were half dead from exhaustion. Rubbing the tombstone seems simple, but they are almost ordinary here, and they have to wipe the tombstone with blood......

Having wiped the second tombstone clean, the old man walked down to the third.

When Yan Qing and Wu Jiu saw it, they felt a little bad premonition, and they didn't want to follow at this time, but they found that they couldn't go back.

"This place is weird, it seems that you can't leave without wiping the tombstones. Wu Jiu said with a frown.

"Yes, I feel that way too. Yan Qing nodded.

"Now it's just a matter of rubbing. Wu Jiu sighed, and then both of them were stunned for a moment.

The sigh just now was very similar to the old man's previous sigh.

The two were silent for a moment, but continued to follow the old man, and after half an hour, they reached the third tombstone.

The third tombstone is still nine feet high.

Tomb of Wind Change!

The old man was quietly wiping the tombstone, Yan Qing and Wu Jiu were silent for a moment, and they also walked up to wipe the tombstone.

This rub is another whole day.

When she walked to the fourth tombstone, Yan Qing looked at the four words on it with some surprise: Tomb of the Moon.

"What's wrong?" Mai Jiu asked confusedly.

"The Tomb of the Moon, is it the tombstone of the Moonstepping Demon Lord?" Yan Qing said suspiciously, not knowing if this Moonstepping Demon Lord was not.

"Treading the Water Lord?"

Mai Jiu also frowned, she had seen this name in some secret tomes, it was the last master of the Demon Realm......

Alas-

At this time, Yan Qing also sighed, whether this moon-stepping demon was the moon-stepping demon lord, he didn't have the heart to care so much. Just wiped three tombstones, and the blood in his body had already used up a small half. I'm afraid that if he wipes it again, his blood will run out one day......

The old man didn't speak, just quietly wiped the tombstone, and when he saw Yan Qing and Wu Jiu standing quietly, he sighed again.

This sigh made them shudder again, and their bodies trembled.

Every tombstone here is Jiuzhang, but as the more tombstones are wiped, Yan Qing and Wu Jiu also see some clues.

The further back the tombstone, the longer the years.

When they rubbed the seventh tombstone, Yan Qing and Wu Jiu couldn't support it a little, and they were all shaky and in a trance.

By the time the eighth tombstone was reached, both of them had lost a full weight.

When they reached the tenth tombstone, they were skinny and skeletal like old men, and they walked tremblingly.

By the time they reached the twelfth tombstone, they were already old, weaker than the old man.

By the time they reached the fourteenth tombstone, they were almost unconscious, only mechanically wiping.

Alas-

The old man let out another sigh when he saw Yan Qing and Wu Jiu, and then walked towards the fifteenth tombstone.

The sigh made their bodies tremble, and their consciousness cleared up a little.

"Keep wiping, if we can't finish wiping the tombstone here, I'm afraid we will have to die here......" Yan Qing said weakly, trembling towards the fifteenth tombstone.

Wu Jiu smiled bitterly, and there was no sound to speak at this time.

When the old man left the fourteenth tombstone, Yan Qing came to his senses in an instant, a divine light flashed, and the whole recovery was as before.

Wu Jiu blinked, she was curious about what this divine light was.

At this time, Yan Qing took out a fingernail-sized divine crystal and suddenly entered the sea of Wu Jiu's wheels, and after a while, Wu Jiu also recovered some of his spirit, but he still couldn't fully recover.

However, it was enough for them to hold on.

"What the hell is this place?" Mai Jiu asked blankly.

"I don't know, maybe it's not the place where the emperor is buried......" Yan Qing shook his head, at this time he was no longer sure that this was the place where the emperor was buried.

The two were silent for a moment, and then continued walking, for they were sure that they would not be able to leave the place without wiping the tombstone.

As time passed, Yan Qing and Wu Jiu didn't know how many tombstones they had wiped, they just walked mechanically, rubbing mechanically......

They didn't know if they could hold on until the last moment, their consciousness became more and more blurred, and they seemed to have lost their own consciousness, quietly following the old man, wiping one tombstone after another. I don't know when, they have slowly become like old people......

On the tombstone, the three old men were slowly wiping the tombstone, one by one, as if they would never finish wiping......

I don't know when, they finished wiping the tombstone, and walked out of the tombstone tremblingly, and returned to the thatched house. At this time, the three of them were on crutches, skinny, with white eyebrows and hair, and their faces were engraved with weather-beaten wrinkles.

Moreover, their faces are exactly the same.

The three old men quietly guarded the thatched house, quietly guarding the tombstones behind the thatched house, and they walked out of the thatched house from time to time to wipe the tombstones with their own blood, wash away the dust on them, and prevent the dust from falling on the tombstones......

Time passes little by little, and in an instant, there will be vicissitudes......

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