After Zhao Yu and Nie Feng followed the dream for about half an hour, their eyes suddenly brightened.

In front of them was a very large cave.

The cave is about 20 zhang in size, and the ground is neatly laid with red bricks, except for the emptiness, there is nothing unusual about this cave building.

The only thing that is most puzzling is that the cave is densely packed with a pair of sarcophagi.

These sarcophagi, all arranged in one direction.

Zhao Yu vaguely felt that these sarcophagi seemed to be worshipping to the deepest place.

Although the lights in the cave entrance were dim, Zhao Yu could still see the deepest things clearly at a glance.

In the deepest part of the cave is an iron pillar about five feet long and three feet thick!

This iron pillar is exactly the same as the iron pillar with the words 'Martial Saint' engraved on it standing outside the Wushuang City.

The upper end of this iron pillar runs through the top of the cave and goes up, and below it, it is submerged into a hidden passage underground, and there is still a small gap between the iron pillar and the passage.

This gap can barely accommodate a person to pass through.

Seeing this scene in front of him, a gleam flashed in Zhao Yu's eyes.

Where this passage will lead, Zhao Yu naturally knows it.

At the same time, Zhao Yu was keenly aware that the dream on the side seemed to be a little emotionally fluctuating.

"It's ......"

Nie Feng looked at so many sarcophagi in front of him and was a little puzzled.

"This is the person who has been here for generations to protect the love of the fallen city, and it is also my ancestors."

Speaking of this, a tear flashed in Meng's bright eyes.

"Dream girl, if that's the case, then why aren't there any seals engraved on these coffins?"

Nie Feng looked at the nameless sarcophagus and asked with some surprise.

Hearing this, Meng first glanced at Zhao Yu on his side, and then came one by one.

"Because, compared to the man buried in this cave, my ancestors felt that it was not worth mentioning, and they thought that their name was insignificant at all, so they instructed future generations not to engrave their names on the sarcophagus......"

"Moreover, each coffin should be placed toward the place where the man was buried, as a sign of their respect and guilt for the man......"

Hearing this, Nie Feng finally understood why these sarcophagi seemed to be kneeling towards the iron pillar in the middle.

The ancestors of the dream are ashamed of themselves, who is the sacred?

"Childe, we need to go down here......"

Dream walked up to Zhao Yu and pointed to the gap next to the iron pillar that could only allow one person to pass through.

"Well, let's go."

Zhao Yu nodded, and then couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

This Nie Feng didn't talk much before, why did he become such a mother-in-law after being here?

The ghost knows how much Zhao Yu wants to strangle this guy now!

What he wanted was right in front of him, but this guy had been staring at a few coffins here.

"You go first!"

Zhao Yu stretched out his hand to stop the dream of wanting to jump off, and then pointed to Nie Feng on the side and said.

Nie Feng was stunned for a moment, and then swept down the gap with a wry smile.

The dream on the side saw Zhao Yu's unreasonable and arrogant appearance, but for some reason his heart warmed.

After Nie Feng jumped down, Zhao Yu and Meng followed.

The three of them went all the way down, and after sweeping directly down about twenty zhang, the three of them felt a chill to the bone.

Nie Feng was at the bottom, bearing the brunt.

"How could there be such a cold place under Wushuang City......"

The further down he went, the more suspicious Nie Feng became.

After a while, Dream whispered to Zhao Yu in front of him: "Childe, it's almost here, be careful!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Nie Feng, who was walking in the front, saw that five feet under his feet, the ground was already in sight.

Look, there is a whole piece of smooth ice underneath.

The three of them landed smoothly on the ice, and when they looked around, they were surrounded by a crystal clear ice cellar.

In one of the ice walls of the ice cellar, there is a hole the size of a zhang.

On the top of the entrance of the cave, there are a few lines of words engraved that make Zhao Yu's heart skip a beat.

The first four lines of small print are probably an unusually lingering idiot.

'There is no boat in the sea of love, and there is impermanence. Seven generations of deep love, generations with each other......'

And what made Zhao Yu's heart really beat was the six big characters engraved next to this idiot.

'Tomb of the Peerless Lady'!!

……

The three of them walked along the entrance on the ice wall, and after walking for a short time, their eyes suddenly opened up again.

As far as the eye can see, the cave is the same as the ice cellar, and the ground is covered with white ice and snow.

Only on the ice and snow are four crystal screens that are completely transparent.

These four crystal screens resemble four walls, built in the shape of a house.

Zhao Yu and the three of them saw that in this house, there was actually a woman lying there......

A woman who makes Zhao Yudu feel very amazing!

"This is the Lady of the Peerless?"

Zhao Yu turned his head to look at the dream beside him and asked softly.

"Yes, this is the Lady of Wushuang, if it weren't for her, there would be no such Wushuang City, and she is also the one who derived the love of the seventh world from that mastery."

Speaking of this, Meng's bright eyes suddenly flashed with a look of admiration from the heart.

Nie Feng was stunned, and then asked, "Since Wushuang City was raised because of this Wushuang Lady, then she must be the ancestor of Wushuang City?" ”

Hearing this, Meng first nodded, and then shook his head.

"It can be said that it can't be said that Wushuang City has not been established for a hundred years, but Mrs. Wushuang is a person from more than a thousand years ago."

"What? People from a thousand years ago? ”

Nie Feng looked at the lifelike Lady Wushuang in the screen in front of him in surprise, and said in surprise: "Then ...... she"

And Zhao Yu, who had not spoken much, then said an answer that shocked Nie Feng.

"If I'm not mistaken, this Peerless Lady is actually the ...... of the Martial Saint thousands of years ago."

"Mrs. Original!"

"What?!"

Nie Feng was surprised, he never imagined that the woman in front of him who was alluring to the country and the city would be the original wife of the martial saint Guan Gong.

In this world, whether it is a wealthy family, a pawn of a peddler, or a martial artist licking blood from the knife in the rivers and lakes, they all respect the martial saint of a thousand years ago!

The dream on the side was also shocked, she really couldn't understand how Zhao Yu knew all this.

"From the word 'Martial Saint' engraved on the iron pillar at the gate of Wushuang City, to the 'Righteous Bo Yuntian' hanging in the inner hall of Dream Girl's small courtyard, I have seen a lot of traces of Martial Saint in Wushuang City......"

Zhao Yu looked at the two of them who were surprised, and explained in a flat tone. As for the facts, only Zhao Yu himself may know in his heart.

Hearing Zhao Yu's explanation, a look of relief flashed on Meng's face.

And Nie Feng on the side was even more admired.

In this world, such as Zhao Yu, a person who is as careful as a hair, except for Zhao Yu in front of him, he has only seen one.

That's his senior brother, don't be shocked by death!

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