The wind in the cemetery was suddenly blowing, accompanied by the sound of the wind blowing ghosts, which made people shudder.

Murong looked at the changes in the situation around him and didn't see any clues, but he couldn't find a way out of the cemetery, which made him really distressed.

In an instant, many graves burst out, and Murong couldn't help but be secretly shocked in his heart, and he recognized the movement back and forth.

"This weird formation is really powerful! It looks like a Wuhou gossip array! Murong thought in his heart, and his feet kept changing to make sure he could.

"Commander, enjoy it here!" The hoarse voice suddenly came out again.

Murong didn't have time to pay attention to his words, and he ran around and turned back but never saw a way out, and the distribution of many graves here seemed to be orderly, and they were by no means randomly placed.

Murong discovered the key to this grave pile, these graves are arranged in the style of eight arrays, divided into eight gates of "rest, life, injury, Du, Jing, death, shock, and opening", only the life gate and the Jing gate are the way to live.

It's a pity that Murong doesn't know much about the changes in the formation, and only knows a little about it. He didn't know anything about esoteric changes.

He has a horizontal heart: go and go, if you don't go, you won't live!

Murong found a path and walked straight away, and rushed over regardless of any formation mysteries. Halfway through, a mound of earth was suddenly sealed to block the way.

I saw him turn over from the mound of sealed soil with a vertical leap, but he felt a softness under his feet as soon as he landed, and his body sank sharply and he didn't have time to react.

Murong was secretly surprised: Trap!

He fell rapidly, and there was no bottom below, and there was no machine sword waiting for him. He hurriedly straightened his body and reached out to grab the stone wall, and the moment he touched it, he felt a chill.

The stone wall is so smooth that it's impossible to grasp. Murong Si thought: What a vicious thief, this is trying to put people to death!

"If you fall again, you will definitely fall to your death even if there is no sword below!" Murong Dao.

Murong decided to give it a try, and he hooked his fingers and thrust them into the stone wall in the shape of eagle claws. Suddenly, a sharp pain of ten fingers connected to the heart came, and Murong almost fainted in pain.

This life-saving move, he will definitely not use it in a desperate situation.

Murong Qiang endured the pain at the end of his fingers and clenched his teeth. But sweat was already pouring down on his forehead.

This stone wall is like a copper wall, and it is not easy for Murong's fingers to pierce this stone wall, and he can only climb up if he wants to escape.

Murong hung in the air, looking at the clear blue sky above his head, which seemed to be far and near, and Murong sighed.

Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound, and a strong tremor rushed in.

Murong was shocked: Earthquake?

Then I heard the tremor getting louder and louder, and the tremor was getting closer and closer.

Murong panicked, ignoring the pain in his fingers and desperately climbing up. As they got closer, the sounds and tremors came closer and closer, gradually, gradually...... He felt himself tremble with it.

There is also a ......

One Foot ......

Inch ...... Murong used his last strength to turn over and come out, but who knew that what hit him head-on was a huge rolling stone!

This tremor, the sound was made by this rolling stone, and when he saw that he was about to hit Murong, Murong expected that he would not be able to stop this boulder, and at this critical moment, the rolling stone rushed to Murong in front of him.

Murong gathered the internal strength of his whole body, and tried his best to turn back, jumping over this trap pit to the opposite side. The rolling stone was neither big nor small, and it rolled into the trap.

He hurriedly breathed a sigh of relief, shocked. Suddenly, I found that the mound of sealed soil under my feet had been leveled, which should have been caused by the internal force gathered at the time of crisis.

He looked down and saw that there was indeed a coffin under the mound.

This coffin also seemed to have been shaken by Murong's internal force, and it had been broken and damaged, and the corpse inside had been dumped out.

Murong saw that the corpse's costume was similar to the one Zhang Bao was wearing, which aroused his curiosity. So he opened the coffin and saw that the corpse was dressed in the costume of a eunuch in the worship room.

Looking at his face again, Murong was stunned: "Master Zheng? ”

This corpse is the old eunuch who trapped Murong just now-Zheng Ye!

This situation made Murong unbelievable, and Murong was about to check his pulse, but as soon as his hand touched the corpse, he felt a chill, and he had been dead for a long time.

How did this old eunuch die, and he was still placed in this coffin.

Murong was full of questions, and then thought about it: No, this old eunuch should have died a long time ago. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to put him in this coffin, so why bother to put him in the coffin.

Murong couldn't see anything when he saw the old eunuch's injury, he picked up the corpse, and saw that the corpse's face was like ashes, its skin and flesh were drooping, and the lining of its eyes was bleeding.

"This old eunuch's internal organs have been shattered, and the murderer is using the kung fu of the inner family!" Murong was shocked, when he was fighting the old eunuch, he felt that he had good internal strength, but how to die here was really puzzling to Murong.

"His internal strength is not weak, who can kill him?" Murong muttered to himself.

Suddenly, Murong Xing's eyes widened, and he suddenly thought: That old eunuch is a fake! This is the real Zheng Ye!

So...... Murong was about to leave the corpse, but the corpse had already been tampered with.

A black puff of poisonous smoke emanated from the corpse, and Murong couldn't dodge. The poisonous smoke went straight to Murong's eyes. Murong suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and his eyes were itching unbearably.

"Not good! Hit the trick! Murong was discouraged and said softly. He hurriedly pointed his finger on his body and sealed the acupuncture points, so as not to penetrate the poisonous smoke into his heart.

It's deserted, and it's dangerous. There is no helper outside, and the memory is killed. Murong was in great trouble this time.

Murong tried to keep his eyes open, but it was like a black mist in front of him, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

He cautiously poked out every step, and there were many traps and hidden murderous planes. Every step is likely to step into the hall of Hades.

At this time, his eyes were itching, and Murong also had wounds on his fingers. Even if his eyes were intact, Murong would not be able to walk out of this Zhongguan tomb. Now without this pair of tricks, Murong has only a dead end.

Murong paced tentatively, and suddenly fell down under his feet.

Murong couldn't see, so he felt dizzy, and his body kept rolling down, which seemed to be an extremely steep landslide.

Murong thought to himself: If you roll down like this, if you don't fall to your death, you will hit something and you will either die or be injured.

He wanted to control his body from rolling fast, but no matter how powerful his skills were, he couldn't stop the downward momentum.

This invisible fear deeply oppressed Murong.

Suddenly, Murong was stunned. I felt a sharp pain in my body, and then I fainted......

In the Forbidden City, the lonely moon is in the sky. Zhu Jianshen was drinking sullen wine alone.

Zhu Jianshen was also pondering in his heart what had happened in the past few days, and he might also regret that he shouldn't have used the prince's life to help him seize power.

Wan Guifei is getting older, and it is almost impossible to give birth. But he also wants to have a dragon, and he is already in his twenties but has no sons and half daughters, so he can't help but feel sad and tearful.

When the wine was half-drunk, Zhu Jianshen was already slightly drunk, and walked out with a red face.

The eunuch next to him wanted to go over to help, but was scolded by Zhu Jianshen: "Wait and push down!" I'm going to go on my own! Don't follow! ”

Zhu Jianshen staggered out of the Wenhua Palace, he didn't know where to go. Zhaodeok Palace was a place he wanted to go and didn't want to go, and he wandered and hesitated in the palace.

He suddenly heard a bird call, this bird sound was very strange, like crying and complaining, which made Zhu Jianshen curious: Where did the birds come from in this big night?

He searched everywhere and found no birds. He walked in search of the sound, and his steps unconsciously quickened as he listened to the chirping of the birds.

He searched for the birds' calls and found the library! Zhu Jianshen raised his eyes and saw that there was a mandarin duck with a newborn mandarin duck foraging on the eaves of the library.

Zhu Jian smiled drunkenly and said, "The descendants of this bird are living freely!" You're a happy family! ”

Zhu Jianshen was walking towards the pavilion, and saw that the pavilion was brightly lit, and it seemed that someone was in the pavilion.

He squinted his eyes and crept in, closing the door softly without a sound.

Zhu Jianshen tiptoed in, poked his head out at the screen, and saw at a glance that there was a fairy in this pavilion.

He shook his head, sobering himself up. The fairy in front of him disappeared, and only a female historian sat there to transcribe.

Zhu Jianshen looked at this female history with thick eyebrows and big eyes, bright eyes and bright teeth, slender jade wrists moved gently, and the fair-skinned jade hand held the pen holder.

He was stunned and inadvertently pushed the screen.

This sound disturbed Nushi, and she raised her head in a panic and saw Zhu Jianshen with a red face at a glance.

Zhu Jianshen looked at the eyes of this female historian, clear and elf, like a spring water, which was pitiful.

The female historian hurriedly knelt down and said: "The minister didn't know that the emperor was here ......"

Zhu Jianshen didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and hurriedly said: "Hurry up, hurry up......" These words were extremely gentle and kind, and the female history stood up in a panic, feeling uneasy in her heart.

Zhu Jianshen looked at the female history stupidly and didn't say a word. Nushi lowered her head and looked up when she saw him without saying a word, and she couldn't help but blush when she saw Zhu Jianshen so infatuated.

"Lift your head! Let me see! Zhu Jianshen said.

The female history slowly raised her head and looked at Zhu Jianshen with a red face.

Zhu Jianshen was happy in his heart and asked, "Look at you, you don't look like a Han person!" ”

The female Shi replied: "The minister is from the Yao tribe in Guangxi!" Father's surname is Ji! ”

Zhu Jianshen said "oh" and said: "Since you have made the female history of this library pavilion, I think there must be some talents, can you show me!" ”

After speaking, Zhu Jianshen walked towards the pavilion and took a seat, looking at Ji Nushi with admiration.

Ji Nushi was still a little shy, her cheeks were still flushed, and she said: "The minister will play a tune for the emperor!" ”

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Zhu Jianshen applauded happily.

Ji Nushi plucked the strings and tuned the tune. The slender wrist was exposed, gently playing on the guqin, playing and plucking, all of which touched Zhu Jianshen's heart.

Suddenly, the fairy music was full, and the history of Ji Nu was accompanied by the sound of the piano and singing, which was the sound of nature, and it was difficult to find in the world. Zhu saw Shenshen and felt relaxed, and breathed a sigh of relief.

At the end of the song, Zhu Jianshen was still intoxicated and confused.

He waved his hand to signal Ji Nushi to come closer, and Ji Nushi hesitated for a moment and stepped forward lightly.

Zhu Jianshen wrapped his arms around her thin waist and hugged her in his arms. Ji Nushi waited to resist, but he was never able to.

Zhu Jianshen suddenly smelled a faint fragrance emanating from Ji Nushi's body, which made him lustful, and slowly lowered the curtain......