Turansai Khan was still about to speak, but the Shaman Witch King waved his hand and said, "Since Your Highness has contributed to the search for the lost city and is familiar with the art of this mechanism, it is okay to let you enter the team, but you cannot have more than 2 people, and you are not allowed to interfere with the two heirs to seize the golden sword." ”

Fang Ling didn't plan to bring a bunch of people in, so he arched his hand slightly and said, "Thank you Lord Witch King for your understanding, this king promises not to interfere in the affairs of the two heirs."

The Shaman Witch King nodded and said, "I hope Your Highness will keep your promise, otherwise if you interfere, I will not show mercy!"

Turansai Khan stared at Fang Ling with a gloomy face, and muttered in a low voice: "You dead southerner, you want to go to the lost city, right? Okay, I'll let you go and never return!"

The Shaman Witch King glanced around at everyone and said, "Since everyone has no objections, let's join the picture." ”

Then, everyone took out the fragments of the map they had obtained, combined them on the long table in the hall, and then formed a yellowish map, with no text marks on the map, only a series of pen and ink outlining various terrains, and in the middle of the map, a red cross was drawn, indicating that it was the location of the Lost City.

Everyone came over to look at it carefully, and Bayambil suddenly lost his voice and shouted, "This is Wusu Gobi!"

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard this, and Soren Qingge was also surprised and said: "This is really Wusu Gobi, I didn't expect that the lost city of a thousand years ago was there, it's really unthinkable!"

Hearing that the two patriarchs were confirmed, the Shaman Witch King said, "Now that the destination is clear, everyone immediately count the number of people and prepare to set off, and meet at the North City Gate in half an hour!"

Out of the hall, Song Ying'er and Lu Bei, who were waiting outside, immediately greeted them, and followed behind Fang Ling, Tulan Motuo talked to Chahan Helei about the selection of people and horses while walking, and Fang Ling said cautiously on the side: "Brother Mo Tuo, there is something I have to talk to you about." ”

Turanmoto asked Chahan Helei to go down to prepare first, and then smiled at Fang Ling: "Your Highness has something to say, if you think it is too dangerous to go to the Lost City, it doesn't hurt to stay here." ”

Fang Ling Zhengse said: "I must go to the Lost City, and this matter I want to talk about has a lot to do with whether we can come back alive. ”

Tulan Moto was mistaken again, but comforted: "I know Your Highness's worries, but with the Witch King leading the team, cousin doesn't dare to do anything." ”

Fang Ling said meaningfully: "This judgment is under the premise that Lord Witch King is trustworthy. ”

Tulan Moto hurriedly looked left and right, and saw that there was no one else around, so he whispered: "Your Highness, you can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing, this is blasphemy!"

Fang Ling smiled, looked at the blue sky and said, "Then for Brother Mo Tuo, is it the gods that are more important, or is your father's life more important?"

"Of course my father's life is more important!" replied Turanmoto without hesitation.

Fang Ling said in a deep voice: "Then this matter I want to tell you is also related to whether your father can live, because I have already found the cause of your father!"

"Really?" said Turanmoto, overjoyed.

Fang Ling nodded and said, "Your father is in a coma in bed now, not because he has suffered internal injuries or has a stubborn illness, but because he is possessed by a hundred evil corpse insects!"