"Sorry to interrupt, let's get out!"

Huo Xiang gasped and fled without hesitation, but the unbelievable sound of breaking the air behind him made him take into account the people behind him and had to turn around again, and the knife was easily held by the claws of the "king", and there was a sound of gold and stone between the frictions.

What kind of monster is it?

Huo Xiang couldn't resist it at all, looking at the black claws that held his blade, his heart was cold.

The corpse king's face was pale and delicate, handsome, but a pair of claws were quite terrifying, covered with purple-black blood vessels.

The nails are about two inches long and pitch black, giving it a very ominous appearance.

The corpse king resisted the knife and threw the two of them directly out of the hole.

Above the cave, there is a tall and magnificent golden burial chamber, in which a huge white jade coffin is parked, carved in the shape of a lotus flower, surrounded by layers.

At this time, the lid of the coffin was scattered on the ground, and the inside was empty.

The entire tomb was extremely luxurious, with countless gold and silver treasures, but the ground was cracked with blood-colored runes, and a large black hole one foot square completely destroyed the beauty.

Huo Xiang came up from that cave.

The burial chamber is supposed to be built on top of the underground cave, which is separated from the underground by a stone layer about seven feet thick and a copper plate, and the top is a stone with a special texture painted with runes.

It should have been an incomparably strong existence, but I don't know what this corpse king did just now to make such a big hole collapse here.

"Okay, hungry!"

The Corpse King's thin lips opened and closed slightly, making a hoarse and obscure sound, and slapped a palm towards Huo Xiang's head.

The next second, he was frozen in place by a voice.

The voice trembled slightly, with hesitation and disbelief, and it sounded like it was normal, but he involuntarily stopped, restrained his anxiety and anger, and could not move forward.

"Piansheng?"

Wan Yanjing's eyes widened with all her might, distinguishing the appearance of the corpse king.

Shi Piansheng turned out to be Shi Piansheng.

The Shi Piansheng who followed Huo Xiang to fight in Fengdu, but unfortunately died and had no bones left.

With this tattered black gold armor and delicate face, Wan Yan Jing will never admit his mistake.

Shi Piansheng withdrew his claws, and let Huo Xiang retreat without any other movements.

He tilted his head slightly, still expressionless, and looked at them with dark and angular eyes, as if focused and as if empty.

"Piansheng, Piansheng......" He said the words in his mouth, and his tone gradually became familiar, not as strange and paused as before.

"Shi Piansheng?" Huo Xiang asked with a gasp, trembling and changing the knife in his hand, the hand that was fighting against Shi Piansheng just now had been bent back at a bizarre angle, and he shivered in pain.

Closed his eyes and slammed his wrist on the ground ruthlessly, and the stinging pain in his heart was barely relieved.

"Could it be Shi Piansheng, the deputy general before King Wuxuan?" Huo Xiang vigilantly looked up and down at the things in front of him that he didn't know if they were people or ghosts.

He had learned about the past of the original owner, and knew that there was such a person by the side of the original owner, but he had never seen it, and he heard that he had died in the battle with the original owner.

Whenever someone mentions this loyal young general, they all deplore it.

The early death of the talent is certainly regrettable, but it is terrifying that this person who has been dead for more than a month suddenly cheats on the corpse in the mysterious tomb, can still speak, and seems to have a little sense to remember his name.

"It should be his ......," Wan Yanjing's voice became smaller and smaller.

The body is indeed Shi Piansheng, and she reacts when she hears her name, but she has no breathing or heartbeat, and she has grown sharp and terrifying claws, which is very far from the laughing and hearty young general in her memory.

What happened in the battle of Fengdu?

In the past, she had no interest in Huo Xiang's fighting, killing, and occasionally reading military books was just casual.

The frontier battlefield is Huo Xiang's home field, Wan Yanjing, as the former princess of the dead country, never dabbles in the interest, her eyes have always been on the one acre and three points of land in the capital, and she understands that the twists and turns in the house in the officialdom are what she should do.

But now, she began to wonder what happened that day, which made Huo Xiang lose his memory, and Shi Piansheng became what he is now.

Did she come here by accident or was it intentional on the minds of the people behind the scenes?

Who transported Shi Piansheng's body here?

The starting point of everything, going around and around, seems to have returned to the day when Huo Xiang was seriously injured, and only by understanding the events of that day can it be possible to sort out all the clues.

"Shi Piansheng, yes, my name is Shi Piansheng, I'm so hungry...... Piansheng is so hungry......" Shi Piansheng stood in place, and then slowly squatted down and hugged himself tightly, like a child with nowhere to go, only chanting his name and hunger.

Huo Xiang was vigilant for a while, and found that Shi Piansheng didn't seem to have the intention of attacking, and walked a few steps into the distance and began to observe this huge tomb.

According to his vision, the burial chamber was almost the size of a stadium, and the floor was covered with beautiful gold, silver and jade objects, some of which were broken, but most of them were well preserved.

The four corners of the tomb occupy four golden dragons looking up to the sky and roaring, each biting a pearl the size of a human head, emitting a brilliant golden light.

The pearl here broke Huo Xiang's perception of the pearl of the night.

Unlike the night pearl that can only emit a faint light in the previous life, this world has this kind of pearl that can shine on the night as bright as the day, although it is also called the night pearl, but I really don't know what the composition is.

It is clearly visible that the walls of the four walls of the tomb are lifelike bronze paintings of dragons and phoenixes, and there is a closed door on each of them, and I don't know where it leads.

Huo Xiang swept away a clean piece of land, slowly put Wan Yanjing down, and wiped the blood stains from the corners of her mouth.

"Would you like some water?" Huo Xiang brushed away the broken hair stuck to her cheeks for Yan Jing and handed the kettle to her mouth.

Wan Yanjing closed her eyes, frowned and gently shook her head to refuse.

"How does it feel? What's uncomfortable? ”

Wan Yanjing's voice sounded in her ears, she opened her eyes, but she quickly closed them, her eyelashes fluttered quickly and uneasily, and two tears squeezed out of the corners of her eyes, obviously enduring a lot of pain.

"Dizziness, headache...... Why, it's not comfortable anywhere. ”

A wet thing snaked between his nose and ran to his lips, tickling a little.

But soon, a hand reached out to wipe it off.

Wan Yan Jing was a little panicked in her heart: "Did I have a nosebleed?" ”

Wouldn't that be ugly?

Even though it was extremely uncomfortable, this was the first thing that came to her mind.

Huo Xiang didn't reply to her for a long time, and there was no sound in the tomb except for Shi Piansheng's chatter.

Wan Yanjing was dazed, and she felt a hand on the top of her head, and there was a sigh in her ear, it was Huo Xiang's voice, but the tone was very low.

"Don't worry, I'll take you out......"

A chapter of the achievement of fishing on the night shift.

It hasn't been updated for a long time, and Carvin is anxious, and the plot outline has been revised many times and is still not satisfied.

It's almost 200,000 words, and when I reach my bottleneck, plus procrastination and academic trivialities, it's really uncomfortable.

The update is indeed too slow, I can't help you, friends, I recommend that you old friends fatten.

The end should still be over.,This plan is a 500,000-word + long article.,I've written tens of thousands of words in the early stage of the outline and character settings.,If you don't finish it.,The idea is not accessible!

Because of the slow update speed, I am covered in thorns and ask you for sin!

(End of chapter)