The polished white stone road is flanked by symmetrical side halls, among which a 100-zhang wide main road goes straight up, and the majestic and magnificent main hall stands in the middle of the core.

The hall is very high, supported by dozens of tall carved dragon stone pillars, and the plaques are even more towering, ethereal in the gray mist.

Climb the stairs, you can go directly to the gate of the ancient hall, the purple-red ancient wooden palace door is exquisitely carved, each is painted with the intricate and mysterious beast totem, the temple door is wide open, standing outside but can not see the situation inside, it is a gray and black piece at a glance, it seems not friendly.

The main hall of the Shangjing Imperial Palace is also very high, but if you compare it to here, it is like a three-year-old child looking up at a tall adult male.

Huo Xiang stood at the door, quite tall like an inconspicuous cockroach in front of the magnificent two gates, he made a "aha~" sound in his mouth, and his two arms shook a few times meaninglessly, pacing back and forth outside the palace gate.

There seemed to be some boundary wall at the threshold, and the gray and black mist condensed into a substance in the door, but it was blocked by something and could not be seen out at all.

Turning his head and looking into the distance, the corpse soldiers who demolished the house on Wan Yanjing's side gathered more and more, and the side hall was crumbling, and it could collapse at any time.

Huo Xiang hesitated for a while, but still felt that this dungeon gate in the main hall looked dangerous and terrifying, and it was not something he could deal with.

The insurance was withdrawn, so he pedaled back again.

Wan Yanjing closed her eyes and sat cross-legged on the roof, dangling from the side hall, she didn't move, she looked like a master, but in fact, her underwear was soaked in cold sweat.

Huo Xiang shouted to her through a hundred corpse soldiers.

"The door of the temple is open, but I can't see what is inside......"

Wan Yanjing didn't have time to pay attention to him, her ears fluttered, and she carefully distinguished it from the "bang" of the corpse soldiers.

Open your eyes and open them open—

Now is the time!

The side hall was finally overwhelmed, and collapsed "with a bang", and at that moment, Wan Yan Jing threw out the bracket that had been firmly held in the palm of his hand, and the steel cable popped out quickly, and it circled around Huo Xiang not far away twice and then tensed.

Wan Yanjing borrowed her strength to get up, and the steel rope quickly shortened, pulling her to Huo Xiang's side.

"Whew!"

She gasped and looked at the side hall and corpse soldiers trapped in the ground, a little puzzled.

The original place where the side hall was located was not a ruin with broken walls, but an empty irregular hole, and it was dark and impossible to see to the end.

The white slate beneath his feet seemed to be a thin layer of slabs separating the palace from the abyss below.

The corpse soldiers who did not fall into the hole noticed that the target had changed its position, and they turned around one after another, and countless bronze masks with hideous styles came one after another.

"Run!"

"Hmm......" Huo Xiang twisted his body as he ran, loosening the hook tied to his body, and letting Wan Yanjing's grasp of the machine take back.

If he wasn't running for his life, he would still like to study this gadget that allows Wan Yanjing to fly the eaves and walk the wall, which boy doesn't like to fly the eaves and walk on the wall?

And her steel knife, which is so subtle that it doesn't look like a product of this era......

The chase was unexpectedly short, and before they had even run two steps, the palace began to shake violently.

"Earth...... Earthquake? ”

Before Huo Xiang's broken shout fell, the white stone slab under his feet cracked countless cracks, and the sense of weightlessness came in an instant, and at that moment, he only had time to hug Wan Yanjing who was running in front of him.

Then darkness ensued.

——

In the deserted temple, Ergou and Lao Xu looked at each other.

"Xinqiu, Master and Master eloped?"

The second dog leaned against the temple gate, scratching his head, with many doubts.

Lao Xu methodically packed up his bed, and looked outside the temple when he heard the words.

"The carriage is gone, but the horses are still there, and the prince pulled the carriage away in the middle of the night as a rickshaw driver?"

"Isn't it, playing so wild?" Ergou's eyes widened.

This is a bit interesting, Lao Xu smiled: "It turns out that your name is Diao Ergou, who are Diao Shunzi?" ”

"That's my sister, do you know my sister?"

Lao Xu blew his nose and nodded: "I've met a few times, so to speak, you are also from Diaojia Village." No wonder, the Luyang accent is in the same vein. ”

"What now? Master and Master must have disappeared because of a bad accident, they really want to leave, why don't they tell me? ”

Lao Xu took out a bag of fragrant flatbread from his arms and ate it with relish: "Are you and Shunzi siblings?" You two don't look like wow! ”

"Could it be that the group of people in the village kidnapped the master and the master, Lao Tzu looked weird when he saw them yesterday."

"Your kid has a much better temper than your sister, and your sister is simply a blast."

"No, I'd better go to the village and inquire......"

"The fodder is all in the cart, and alas, my poor horse will not have the best fodder to-day."

"Hey! Have you listened to me? "Ergou was angry.

Lao Xu squinted and smiled: "Since you are also surnamed Diao, haven't you heard of Shilan Arazuka?" ”

"Sounds familiar, what is it?"

Lao Xu looked at Ergou with disdain, thinking that he was a fool, and smeared the surname Diao.

"It's an old history, the Central Plains Wen Shilan clan was the master of Central Continent thousands of years ago, and legend has it that the Wen Shilan royal family is immortal, and the soul can remain immortal for thousands of years after death. Shilan Barren Tsukasa has pressed a wisp of Middle Earth fortune, and your Diaojia Village is probably the gatekeeper of Shilan Barren Mound. ”

Ergou looked at Lao Xu with admiration, and suddenly felt that Lao Xu was extraordinary.

I have long known that there are many talents under the master's command, but I didn't want to think that even this ordinary and slightly obscene groom Lao Xu seems to be a hidden senior master, who knows so much secrets.

"You mean, Master, they might have gone in there? What do they go there for? ”

Lao Xu smiled incomprehensibly and said nothing, and handed him a piece of scallion pancake.

"The weather is good today, we can eat slowly and wait slowly."

The second dog looked at him suspiciously, and reached out to catch the cake, not to mention, he was really hungry.

"Smack!"

The cake was not caught and fell to the ground.

The violent vibration came suddenly, and the second dog was already at the door, so without saying a word, he stepped forward and picked up Lao Xu and ran.

The deserted temple also collapsed in the next second, splashing countless dust.

The branches of the trees shook, and the insects, fish, birds, and beasts in the mountains and forests all rushed out and fled in all directions.

"Xinqiu, Lao Tzu is so unlucky today!"

The second dog squeaked and barked, went to untie the horse tied to the tree, and took the time to look back at Lao Xu.

The old man, who was smiling before, now has a grim expression, his face is slightly pale, and his eyes are empty and he doesn't know what he is looking at.

"How so, how so?"

"What this and that, what an old man is stupid."

Ergou looked at him and was stunned.

(End of chapter)