Chen Yin barely opened her eyes, and in the dark eyes, a blurred line of sight was reflected.

In this blur, there is a figure that is unexpectedly eye-catching.

It was a tall man in black, with his back to him, and in front of him was a corpse lying on the ground, blood gushing from his neck.

In the hand of the man in black, there was a snow-bright short knife, and in the complicated and gorgeous lines, deep blood grooves were etched.

Above the blade, there was a drop of blood.

The blood was slowly pulley, and faintly, Chen Yin saw a snake-like shadow flashing on the blade, pushing the drop of blood down.

"Tick ......"

With the faint sound of blood falling to the ground, the man in black turned around.

What caught Chen Yin's eyes was a dark blue hideous face.

Noodles!

Chen Yin's heart was extremely frightened, she had seen it in the altar of the Ming Wu Mausoleum!

Although it was only a glimpse, the follow-up report on the altar's handling was written by her, and naturally she knew what kind of existence the noodle man was from the mouth of the leader who witnessed the whole process.

Grandmaster Zhengang, and he is also a grandmaster who has been immersed in Zhengang for a long time!

It is almost the pinnacle of martial arts in the world today!

More suspicious...... People who have lived for more than 300 years!

"Senior ......"

Chen Yin pondered and came up with a relatively suitable name, and was about to identify herself, but found that the noodle man in front of her stretched out his hand to her.

Above the palm, steaming blue air.

Chen Yin closed her eyes in despair, it is still unknown whether the faceless person is an enemy or a friend, and now, it seems that he is going to kill himself.

He definitely had some purpose in appearing in the Ming Tomb, but unfortunately, he couldn't spread the news......

Chen Yin thought so, she wanted to try to resist, but the ashes of the hundred-year-old Yin corpse entered the body, and the internal organs were burned by the yin fire, and the turbidity polluted the heavenly spirit.

Being able to stand at this moment is already her solid foundation.

However, to Chen Yin's surprise, in her imagination, the pain of being broken through her body by Zhengang and dying did not come.

Wen Run's finger pointed at Chen Yin's forehead.

The blue qi flowed, and with the subtle control, the yin fire in Chen Yin's body was expelled and annihilated.

Suddenly, Chen Yin only felt that her body was much lighter, but her internal organs still left traces of burning.

"Slowly recuperate."

The noodle withdrew his fingers, and his voice was hoarse and low, as if he had a cloud of sand in his throat.

Chen Yin just wanted to nod, and then heard the noodle man say, "Remember to eat a cephalosporin every day after lunch." ”

This made Chen Yin stunned, she subconsciously regarded the noodle man in front of her as an old monster three hundred years ago, who knew that the other party actually said the name of the modern medicine, and also gave a very intimate advice.

Chen Yin nodded subconsciously, and then saw a finger appear in front of him.

Before he could react, he fainted with the tap of his fingers.

Jiang Qi looked at the unconscious Chen Yin, leaned over and pulled her by the collar of the back of her neck, and dragged her to a load-bearing pillar.

"Tsk, Jiang boy, don't you understand the truth of pity and pity?"

Old Man Zhu swayed in slowly, with his hands behind his back, and he didn't look at the three corpses on the ground.

For this master, he may have killed more people than Jiang Qi had seen in his life.

Not to mention a few corpses, even the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood have seen a lot, and even the Jingguan has been built.

"Pity the fragrance and cherish the jade? Didn't I already save her life? ”

Jiang Qi put away the short knife and asked suspiciously.

"Tsk."

Old Man Zhu glanced at him and muttered, "At our time, no matter how good the matchmaker is, she will have a headache when she sees you." ”

"I said old man, it's all free love now, you can't curse me, right?"

Jiang Qi's eyebrows were raised, he could already see that Old Man Zhu didn't seem to have any ill will towards him.

Even if there is, it doesn't matter, anyway, this master can reach out and suppress Jiang Qi steadily.

"Forget it, what the hell is Lao Tzu doing with this idle mind."

Old Man Zhu glanced at Jiang Qi with pity, aren't you even more unpleasant to love freely?

"Let's go, go home with Lao Tzu."

Old Man Zhu said very strange things and stomped his feet.

In Jiang Qi's surprised look, in front of the palace, the shrine enshrined Zhu Yuanzhang's tablet slowly retreated.

A complicated array appeared in the original location of the shrine.

Old Man Zhu looked at the array and muttered, "I don't know if the shifting array arranged by Zhang Ping's old cow's nose can still be used after so many years." ”

When Jiang Qi heard this, he subconsciously began to think about who this normal person was.

Oh, there it is.

Zhang Normal, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, is also the last Heavenly Master, because from him, the future Longhu Mountain storytellers can only be called Dazhenren.

The name of the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain was taken off by Zhu Yuanzhang from his head.

According to Old Man Zhu's words, coupled with this array, Jiang Qi can already be sure that at least in Taoism, there must be people in the mysterious world hidden.

Of course, no matter how good the celestial master is, in front of Zhu Yuanzhang, he is also a small man.

"Hurry."

Old Man Zhu was already standing on the formation diagram, waving his hand at Jiang Qi impatiently.

Jiang Qi ran over and suddenly remembered a question.

"Old man, when you came out, you didn't use this formation? So how did you come out? ”

Old Man Zhu said, I don't know if this array can still be used, if he wants to come out of the underground palace after he is resurrected, there should be only this way.

It is impossible for Zhu Yuanzhang to set up more passages for his mausoleum and underground palace.

"Suddenly appeared outside, Lao Tzu is still wondering."

Zhu Yuanzhang gave an answer that surprised Jiang Qi.

He doesn't even know how he was resurrected?!

It's a bit scary to think about.

"Don't you have the means left to resurrect yourself?"

Jiang Qi couldn't help asking.

Old Man Zhu said: "Although Lao Tzu has a lot of regrets, but it has not yet reached the point of being greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

Jiang Qi's doubts deepened, since it was not Zhu Yuanzhang himself, who arranged it to resurrect Zhu Yuanzhang at this time?

"Lao Tzu always feels that it has something to do with Yao Guangxiao's poisoner."

Old Man Zhu suddenly squinted his eyes and said, "I was also blind at the beginning, and I sent him to the fourth child, so I should have cut him with a knife." ”

As he spoke, Old Man Zhu stomped his feet again.

"Buzz!"

The professionalism of the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain is trustworthy, even after six hundred years, it can still be activated smoothly.

"Actually, Lao Tzu has long known that the possibility of the fourth usurping the throne is very high, and Yun Wei has grown up in the deep palace, so he may not be able to compete for the fourth child."

"This formation map is the back road left for Yun Wei, and when he entered the underground palace, he could leave his life behind, but unfortunately, it was not used in the end."

With the voice of Old Man Zhu with emotion, the formation map flowed, and the figures of him and Jiang Qi disappeared into the palace.