Just when Zhang Peng and his entourage left the inn for less than half a cup of tea, there were already people in the Kunshan Inn, and those people from all walks of life who had been waiting all night walked out of their rooms one after another, and gathered in the inn hall one by one.

A big man with a big knife in his hand walked to the top of the stairs, arched his hand to the others present, and said loudly: "Down is Pei Yong from the Hedong Kuaidaomen! I believe that you are all heroes from other sects in the rivers and lakes, and the purpose of our coming here, I think is the same!" Then I don't say dark words, although we are not a famous faction, but we are also the number one person in the rivers and lakes, how much treasure is there, I think you have all heard of it, can get these treasures, we can also grow our power in the future, and we can also be among the first-class ranks in the rivers and lakes, all the heroes present, dare to ask who doesn't want to be like this?

"Yes, yes!"

"Brother Pei is right!"

"I don't know what Brother Pei means by this, please say it directly!"

..

One by one, echoing voices came from below, and the people from all walks of life below also nodded yes.

Seeing this scene, Pei Yong nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "I believe everyone also saw it yesterday, Yun Xue City invited Zhang Peng and others from the Burial Sword Tower to come and help retrieve the treasure map, and he was accompanied by the top master of the Jianghu Master Rankings, the golden swordsman Zheng Yingjun, and the impermanence Yama Zhang Jie! Let's not say whether Yun Xue City will send more people, just these three characters, who can be sure to deal with it?"

Hearing this, the people below looked left and right, but no one dared to answer for a while.

Seeing this, Pei Yong continued: "The so-called one person counts the short, and the two count the long! Each of us alone is not their opponent, I think we might as well join forces, take the treasure map from them, and then find the treasure, how about everyone share it equally? There are so many treasures, I believe it is enough for us to share!"

As soon as these words came out, the people below whispered again, as if they were discussing something.

"If someone thinks that they can swallow this treasure single-handedly, then what I Pei Yong said just now was a fart! You can think clearly, that Zhang Peng was the master of the five major forces in the Allure City Pavilion in a row, and the five major forces are still like this, do you think you have the strength of the Flying Emperor Castle or Luoxia Valley?"

Pei Yong saw that the crowd below was hesitant, so he simply added a fire to stimulate these people.

Sure enough, Pei Yong's words had a good effect, and for a while, it was quiet below.

"Brother Pei is right, we can only share the wealth if we are united! Don't forget that this pass is still the territory of Cloud Snow City after all, we might as well form an alliance and get the treasure first, do you say yes or no?"

"Yes!

"Well, what you say is true!"

"Okay, then let's make an alliance!"

“..”

With one taking the lead, the voices of echo in the crowd continued one after another.

Seeing this scene, Pei Yong laughed a few times and said loudly: "Okay! Then we will form an alliance and share blessings and difficulties! Let's follow and see where Zhang Peng and the others are going!"

Just as these people were swearing to snatch the treasure one by one, a very discordant light laughter slowly sounded, this voice was a little playful, and a little more enchanting!

"I'm really sorry to disturb Yaxing, who is allied with you! It's a pity that you can't go anywhere today!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar! But I saw a slender man in a black robe wearing a hat slowly appear at the staircase on the second floor, this person was the mysterious swordsman who fought with Zheng Yingjun yesterday!

As soon as this person appeared, the door of the inn was slammed open by a huge force, and the flying door panel also hit several people.

Then a group of big men in steel knives and dressed in Hu clothes poured in, these people looked very vicious, one by one, they quickly surrounded everyone in the hall, these big men together there were more than sixty or seventy people, they all had a common feature, that is, they all had a pattern of fire clouds tattooed on their foreheads!

"These people turned out to be the Huoyun Guard of Cloud Snow City!"

There were sharp-eyed people in the crowd who immediately recognized the identity of this group of big men.

"What the fuck you..."

"Poof!"

Pei Yong, who was standing on the stairs, scolded and was about to draw his knife, but unfortunately before he finished speaking, his head was cut off by a steel knife that flew out of thin air, and the head of the big man rolled on the ground, so that the people who originally wanted to resist suddenly put away the idea of doing it, and took a step back!

The steel knife whistled and flew around the hall of the inn, and finally spun and flew back into the Fire Cloud Guard. A thick and powerful arm stretched out from the Huoyun Guard, and one caught the steel knife that flew back.

"If you dare to resist, you will be killed!"

A cold voice sounded, and then a strong man with a solemn face walked out of the Huoyun Guard, who was still holding the blood-dripping steel knife in his hand.

This is exactly the leader of these Huoyunwei, if Zhang Peng sees it, he will definitely be surprised. This person is none other than the second commander of Huoyunwei, the fifth master of the Yunxue list, Wan Yanhong!

Today's weather is still very good, at least there is no storm when it comes, at this moment there is a feeling of opening the clouds and seeing the blue sky, although the sun is not warm, but it finally brings a touch of clarity!

Zhang Peng and his party walked all the way north after leaving Cuishan City, Yeluqi walked in front with three Huoyunwei, while Zhang Peng and Zheng Yingjun followed behind, and the group walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

In the Northwest Pole, apart from the rare city, the rest is an endless snowy field, where except for the occasional hardy vegetation, the rest is a vast expanse.

However, this snow-white desert has also created a unique scenery for the Northwest Pole.

Zheng Yingjun looked at the footprints on the snow, puzzled, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yeluqi glanced back at Zheng Yingjun, and said in an urn voice: "Oh, these footprints that Zheng Daxia saw were not left by people walking around!"

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"Oh, what's that?" asked Zheng Yingjun suspiciously, with curious little eyes.

"Although the Northwest Antarctic is the coldest place, everything is mutually reinforcing, and there are some animals living here, such as the snow fox!" said Yeluqi with a smile.

Zheng Yingjun smiled, turned his head to Zhang Peng beside him and said: "The snow fox is a good thing, especially the fur of the beast, if we have the chance, we will catch a few of it, and we can make a pair of gloves when we go back!"

Hearing Zheng Yingjun's words, Zhang Peng smiled lightly, then glanced at the endless desert, and asked, "Dare to ask the Fifth Commander, are we going to the Bird City?"

Hearing this, Yeluqi looked suddenly enlightened, patted his head, and said urgently: "I almost forgot to get down to business! That's the case, last night my people found out that the thief did go to the direction of Hucheng, but before he came, the commander had an order, saying that if the thief really came to Kunshan and went in the direction of Hucheng, then we don't have to go to Hucheng again?"

This sentence made Zhang Peng and Zheng Yingjun listen to a little trance, Zheng Yingjun tilted his head, and asked with a smile: "What does it mean to turn it upside down? How can you catch a thief if you don't go to Hucheng?"

Zhang Peng also looked at Yeluqi with curiosity, only to see Yeluqi smile and say: "Because the place where the treasure is recorded on the treasure map is not Hucheng, but between Kunshan and Hucheng!"

"Is there anything special about these two cities that I can go to?" Zhang Peng asked.

Yeluqi nodded and replied with a smile: "Of course there is, that is the Mausoleum of the Young King!"

"Young Wangling?" Zhang Peng and Zheng Yingjun couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, the place where the treasure is recorded on the treasure map is also in the area of the Shaowang Mausoleum, so since the thief really came to hunt for treasure, he will definitely go directly to the Shaowang Mausoleum!"

Hearing Yeluqi's words, Zhang Peng frowned, and then asked, "Did those Jianghu people know about this?"

Yeluqi smiled and waved his hand, and said loudly: "Don't worry, Lord Zhang, the matter about the Tomb of the Young King is really very important, and no one else will know about it except us!

Zhang Peng nodded slowly, if this is the case, it will indeed save a lot of trouble.

Zheng Yingjun stepped forward and asked with a smile: "I said the five commanders, tell us, what is this young king's tomb?"

Hearing Zheng Yingjun's words, Yeluqi sorted out his thoughts a little, and then opened his mouth and said: "The Mausoleum of the Young King is actually a huge underground mausoleum! Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, the Northwest Pole was ruled by a tribe called the "Tang Clan", and they had many descendants and more than 10,000 clansmen, among which the core clan was even more masterful, and for a time became the unbeatable overlord of the Northwest Pole! But then a catastrophe struck, and the children of the Tang tribe suddenly became sick and died one after another, and some people said that it was a curse from heaven to cut off their children and grandchildren. Therefore, the high-level of the Tang people built this "Tomb of the Young King" and buried all the dead children of the Tang Nationality into it, and according to legend, a total of more than 1,000 children under the age of ten were buried in it! Later, the Tang Nationality really broke the incense, and the bloodline was difficult to inherit, until it completely disappeared in this Northwest Antarctic region! Only this Tomb of the Young King has been preserved to this day!

Hearing Yeluqi's words, Zheng Yingjun raised his eyebrows and said jokingly: "Is it really fake? Why does it sound like a nonsense story?"

Yeluqi smiled rather embarrassedly and said, "These are just legends, as for whether they are true or not, I don't know!

Zhang Peng nodded, and said loudly: "Whether it's true or fake, none of this has anything to do with us, as long as we know where the thief is, the next thing is to catch the thief!"

Yeluqi nodded and said, "What Lord Zhang said is true!"

"Then how far is it from the Tomb of the Young King?" Zheng Yingjun asked loudly.

"Not far, the Mausoleum of the Young King is fifty miles north of Kunshan Mountain, we can reach it in two days!"

Hearing Yeluqi's words, Zhang Peng and Zheng Yingjun glanced at each other, and a trace of light flashed in their eyes.

What Zhang Peng thought in his heart was that if there was really a sudden change, how could Zhang Jie be able to pass the news back safely in those two days?

In this way, the group stopped talking and walked towards the legendary Mausoleum of the Young King step by step.

Two days have passed, and Zhang Peng and his entourage, who have been running for two days in a row, feel a little tired, and what is even more exhausting is the increasingly cold and harsh environment.

Because this is an extremely cold place, once a person falls asleep, it is difficult to wake up again, so in the past two days, several people did not close their eyes, so they walked all the way, but when they walked about twenty miles, one of the Huoyun guards was sent back by Yeluqi on the grounds of physical exhaustion.

Zhang Peng understood this habitual move, but he didn't have any more questions.

At this moment, it is dusk, the sunset is shining with a trace of red light, and there is a white mist between heaven and earth, and the sunset in the distance will shroud the snow-white earth with a layer of faint purple, which looks very beautiful.

"It would be nice if Yajun could see this kind of beauty!" Zhang Peng chuckled and muttered to himself.

As if hearing Zhang Peng's voice, Zheng Yingjun laughed, reached out and patted Zhang Peng's shoulder, then looked at Zhang Peng with a smile on his face, and said softly: "When we calm down this turmoil, we will definitely have a good time!"

Zhang Peng smiled and nodded.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a shout from Yeluqi in front of me: "We have arrived! Look, there is the Mausoleum of the Young King!"

As he spoke, Yeluqi stretched out his right arm and pointed to a hazy building in the distance.

Zhang Peng and Zheng Yingjun walked forward curiously, and then looked forward along Yeluqi's finger, but saw that about 500 meters away, there was a semicircular building, which looked quite strange in this desert, because from a distance, it was more like a semicircular archway, not tall, but very wide. If you look down from the sky, the building is more like a mooncake cut in the middle. However, the incision was already potholed and tattered.

And around this building, there is already a ruined scene, and even the overall height of this building is uneven, different in height!

Zhang Peng and the others walked quickly towards the building

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In the desert, due to the erosion and destruction of the desert wind for many years, at this moment the building has been covered with a small wind tunnel, and there are large boulders that have been eroded and corrupted into a pile of gravel, which is enough to see that the age of this building must be very long!

The building was covered with a thick layer of snow.

"This is the Mausoleum of the Young King?" said Zheng Yingjun with a disdainful expression, pointing to the destroyed building in front of him.

Yeluqi nodded slowly, and said, "It shouldn't be wrong! I've been here before, and you guys look there!"

As he spoke, Yeluqi pointed with his hand to the front, and not far from where they stood, a tattered stone tablet half buried by snow and sand still stood tenaciously there.

Zhang Peng stepped forward, and then used his hands to remove the snow and sand around the stele, and a nearly broken stele eroded by the wind and snow gradually revealed, and on this stele, there were several patterns vaguely engraved, these patterns seemed to be words but not words, like paintings and not paintings, which made Jian Xingyu frown for a while.

"What do these symbols mean?" asked Jereqi next to him.

Yeluqi took a closer look and said with a smile: "This is a unique script in the Northwest Arctic, which means the three words "Mausoleum of the Young King"!"

Zhang Peng nodded and asked, "You have really been here before, and this place is in the middle of the desert, why did you come?"

"I have indeed been here!" Yeluqi said, his eyes seemed to flash with a hint of memory, "It's just that it was a long time ago, and it has been about eight or nine years since now, at that time I just joined Huoyunwei, and it happened that the city lord sent someone to explore the five cities in the northwest, and I am a person from the northwest polar region, so I was specially sent by the city lord to lead the way, and when I came to the area of Kunshan and Hucheng, I accidentally discovered the tomb of the young king, so it can be regarded as having a relationship with here!" When I was a child, I heard the legend of the Tomb of the Young King, but I never came, so that was the first time I came here, and this is the second time!"

After listening to Yeluqi's words, Zhang Peng nodded in disbelief, and then asked, "Since you have a treasure map and know that the location is probably here, didn't you come here to search for it?"

Yeluqi smiled bitterly and said softly: "Who said no? It is said that the city lord once sent someone to search here, but in the end he returned empty-handed!"

"What do you mean?" are you still not sure?" Zhang Peng suddenly grabbed Yeluqi's sick sentence.

Yeluqi was stunned for a moment, then a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "Cloud Snow City has a strict hierarchy, how can this kind of thing be something that a small person like me can participate in!

"Oh!" Zhang Peng replied casually.

Zheng Yingjun looked around the Young King's Mausoleum, frowned, and said loudly: "Didn't you say that this Young King's Mausoleum was built by the Tang clan? That should be extraordinary, why is there only such a ruined wall, and there is no other thing?"

Yeluqi replied: "Zheng Daxia, don't worry, this is just a building on the ground, and the real Mausoleum of the Young King is actually buried deep underground!"

"Oh, then how do we go down?" Zhang Peng said. This remark really aroused Zhang Peng's great interest.

"Master Zhang, don't worry, come with me!" Ye Luqi said in a low voice, and then walked towards the root of the wall of the Young King's Mausoleum with Zhang Peng.

When he came to the wall, Yeluqi walked back and forth along the root of the wall, and each step fell very heavily, as if he was testing something.

"Bang! bang!"

Jeruqi walked step by step, searching back and forth.

"Bang! bang!"

Suddenly, a different voice suddenly sounded, which made Yeluqi can't help but rejoice, this voice was empty and long, indicating that the bottom of this place was empty.

"This is the entrance!" said Jeruzy happily.

Zheng Yingjun frowned, and said jokingly: "Do you think that thief will be inside? This ghost place is so difficult for you to find, let alone that thief?"

Hearing Zheng Yingjun's words, the corners of Yeluqi's mouth twitched, and he said slowly: "Zheng Daxia, don't forget that thief is holding a treasure map!"

"You mean that treasure map has a record of this secret passage?" Zhang Peng asked.

"Here's what I got from the Grand Commander! Because I haven't seen the real treasure map at all, so I'm just doing what I'm told! The Grand Commander has personally found this place with the treasure map, so I think it's true!"

Zhang Peng nodded, then lowered his voice and said, "In other words, the thief is likely to be down here now?"

"Eh!" this made Yeluqi stunned, "It should be so good!"

"Hehe, I said that so many days have passed, could it be that the thief found that there was no treasure in it at all, so he has already left?" asked Zheng Yingjun with a smile.

"No!"

Zhang Peng and Yeluqi said in unison.

This time it was Yeluqi's turn to be surprised, he didn't understand why Zhang Peng would say this, while Zheng Yingjun looked at Yeluqi with a smile on his face, this move made Yeluqi a little confused!

"Lord Zhang.." Yeluqi swallowed hard and then slowly opened his mouth to exclaim.

Zhang Peng interrupted Yeluqi's words with a wave of his hand, and a grim smile slowly appeared on his handsome face.

"After finally luring us here, how could he go first?

Just as the words "Five Commanders" were spoken, Zheng Yingjun moved, and his thunderous movements made Yeluqi and the other two Huoyunwei have no time to react at all.

"Poof!"

There was a soft sound, and everyone only felt a flash of golden light in front of them, and in the next moment, Zheng Yingjun stood there casually with a smile on his face, holding the golden knife, and under the blade of the golden knife, it was Na Yeluqi's slightly trembling neck.

In such a cold northwest Arctic region, Yeluqi's face was dripping with beads of sweat the size of beans, and one eye was full of horror at the moment!

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