Everyone saw General Tubu walking away, so they were relieved to continue to walk forward, but no one in the huge Bengcheng City knew where the Donghu people had hidden the underground entrance, and almost all the houses in the city had collapsed, and it was unknown whether the entrance was covered or not, so they could only take one step with their eyes closed...... For more up-to-date chapters, visit wèn:щw.

Wushuang is much smarter than them, although he has not been deeply involved in the inverted bucket, but the methods of the golden dot and the inverted bucket in the Thousand Machines Thief are almost written down in his head. After entering the city, he first found the tallest building in the city, and then looked down to determine the position of the East Pearl King held by the Emperor of the East Pearl, and then relied on the dazzling light of the King of the East Pearl to see the architectural pattern of the nearby streets and buildings, so as to judge the feng shui of various places in the city.

There are a lot of exquisiteness here, what strange 'door' Dunjia, 'yin' and yang gossip, the construction of each ancient city is not so simple, the ancients built the city in the earliest days are very good at feng shui. For example, the north is large in the east and the south is large in the west, and the direction of the opening of the city 'gate', as well as the direction of the governor's office in the city, and the position of the first rays of sunlight after sunrise every day, are very particular.

"Dead city?" Wushuang sighed to himself.

Strange, the architectural pattern in this city is really eternal, according to the golden dot technique, this city is not for the living, not only does the city not have any feng shui, but there is no trace of heavenly luck. How did the people of the city live?

If you live in such a city, I am afraid that ordinary people will die of a vicious illness in less than ten days, and after death, their souls will not be able to escape from Bengcheng, and they will wander in this dead city forever.

Wushuang didn't hear the theory in Zhang Gazi's mouth just now, and there was no record of this lost ancient Bengcheng in the Thousand Machines and Thieves, because this ancient book was created by the 'Yin' Yang Xuandao, and Bengcheng had not yet fallen into the Yalu River when this book was written.

Wushuang began to hesitate, did he still have to go down in such a dangerous place?

Wushuang hesitated in his heart, and subconsciously began to retreat, but he had always been cautious, but this time there was an accident, because the light was too dim, he didn't pay attention to his feet, and he stepped on a tile with a click, don't look at this sound is very subtle, but in the empty and quiet Bengcheng, it seems to have been amplified countless times.

suffered, he 'exposed' his target, if that Zhang Gazi is really a master, I am afraid that I will have no way back. And what's even worse is that the senses of that wax corpse are far more sensitive than any big zongzi, his duty is to protect Bengcheng, this subtle movement has led him back, Wushuang can already clearly hear the heavy footsteps of that guy approaching him.

Fortunately, now his 'legs' and feet are convenient, and Wushuang rolls on the spot, his eyes constantly dripping and 'touching' nearby places where he can hide. When I looked up, I saw a two-story building on the right side of him, and the rubble on the roof of the building had been washed away by the river, but the overall preservation was still intact, so he could hide in it temporarily.

Wushuang sprinkled his 'legs' and rushed into the small building. Outside the house, the wax corpse of Tubu had arrived, and Wushuang could only burrow into the cabinet in the room to hold his breath and not exhale.

The air froze, and there was a deathly silence all around, and Wushuang could already hear his heartbeat accelerating, thump......

The creature's footsteps had already stepped into the room, and Musou heard his muscular body smash into the broken 'door' frame. He squinted his eyes and stole his eyes into the closet to look at the big dick.

After the guy came in, he didn't feel the yang energy of the living person, but he knew that the person was hiding not far from the neighborhood by hearing in his ears, he didn't leave, but walked around in this small building, he walked over from the wardrobe where Wushuang was hiding, and stayed in front of the closet for a few seconds, Wushuang was really scared of 'peeing' at that time, he didn't dare to look directly at the guy's scarlet glasses.

He pinched the Kui talisman around his neck in his hand, praying in his heart for the blessing of Master Zu, don't let him find me, let's go, let's go!

Just when he thought his life was on the line, suddenly something on the street outside the second floor caught Tubu's attention, and he reacted strongly, turning around and crashing into the 'door' frame and rushing out. Wushuang felt strange, why couldn't he hear any movement, and this guy left? Could it be that Tianba and Zhang Gazi would be stupid enough to come back to save themselves?

He felt that the Toubu was far away, and then he flashed out of the cupboard with relief. He looked curiously into the street, only to see that Tubu was fighting with a black shadow with a large knife in his hand, and the black shadow could not attack, relying on his agility to frequently dodge Tubu's ghost-headed broadsword.

Ouch, is it Zhang Gazi? This fat man has such an agile body? Wushuang is unbelievable, if there is indeed a 'door' kung fu of flying on the grass in ancient times, it will definitely not be a thief with a weight of more than 100 catties can practice, you think, if you want to fly on the grass, you are too heavy, won't you flatten the grass?

Wushuang lightened his breathing, hid on the side and secretly watched their fight, although this black shadow was fast enough and had good light skills, it was obvious that he didn't know how to do external skills, and he had always only dodged and not attacked, if the world was long, Tubu was a corpse, and the corpse was not exhausted.

No, whoever he is, I'll have to find a way to help him.

He picked up a few pebbles from the rubble and held them in the palm of his hand, and whenever Tubu was in trouble, he would throw one on his back. To say that Wushuang threw it really accurately, it was almost a miss, and he could hit every time. Can know why Wushuang's kung fu is so accurate, he has been fun since he was a child, the Dong family is different from other big families to cultivate children, Dong Ye is not afraid of the little grandson being naughty, what he likes to play Although he plays, there is a point, play is the 'fine'.

When I was a child, Wushuang was naughty and liked to hit the birds on the trees with a slingshot, and I also liked to play glass balls with my friends, which is called a slingshot tumor in Northeast Chinese. Every time Dong Ye sees Wushuang lose and goes home, he can't help but eat immediately, and then call him the technique in person, what kind of person is Dong Ye, the technique he called the tumor tumor is as accurate as the hidden weapons on the rivers and lakes before, so Wushuang holds the small stone in his hand, and it is as powerful as carrying a gun. But the gun also has a 'firing' range, the light is too dark for you to see clearly and can't aim, Wushuang can be hit as long as you can hear the movement and judge the enemy's position. Of course, Tubu's wax corpse was wearing armor, and the pebbles couldn't hurt him in the slightest. But it can briefly distract him.

"Friend hiding in the shadows, thank you!" the black shadow thanked Wushuang as he dodged, but his movements were getting slower and slower, and it was estimated that it would not be long before he 'survived'.

Why is this voice so familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere before, but Wushuang can't remember it.

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