In the face of Zhang Peng and Zheng Yingjun's sudden attack, Yeluqi's expression was indescribably bleak at the moment, and he cautiously said: "Zhang... Lord Zhang, this.. What does that mean?"

"What do you mean?" Zhang Peng raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "What does this mean, don't you understand the Fifth Commander?" or are you deliberately pretending to be confused?"

Yeluqi swallowed a mouthful of foam with difficulty, and then forced a smile on his face and said, "I... I really don't understand, and I ask you to make it clear! There must be some misunderstanding in this!"

"Misunderstanding?" Zheng Yingjun heard Yeluqi's words, and said with a sneer: "Lao Tzu thought that your one-eyed dragon was not a good thing at first glance, but now look at your greedy life, if there is no ghost in your heart, what are you nervous about?"

Yeluqi rolled his eyes, and hurriedly said with a smile: "I said Zheng Daxia, how can I not be nervous when you have this golden knife on my neck?

Zhang Peng seemed to gradually lose his patience, his face gradually became cold, and he sneered: "Do you think that every few dozen miles, you will send back a Huoyun guard to report his whereabouts, I don't know?"

"I..."

Hearing this, Yeluqi's face became extremely ugly, and he couldn't say half a word for a while.

"Master Zhang, I... This.."

Seeing Yeluqi's speechless reaction, Zhang Peng couldn't help frowning.

In fact, this was just a temptation after Zhang Peng and Zheng Yingjun deliberately discussed, but I didn't expect that when Zhang Peng asked about this topic, Yeluqi would have such a big reaction. Because of this, the ominous premonition that was originally silent in Zhang Peng's heart became particularly strong.

And Zheng Yingjun, who saw Yeluqi's reaction, also instantly understood that there was really a ghost in this matter. Thinking of this, the smile on Zheng Yingjun's face suddenly retracted, with a trace of bloodthirsty chill in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Say! That so-called thief, is he still down here? Not to mention that Lao Tzu will kill you now!"

As he spoke, the golden knife in Zheng Yingjun's hand added a little more force, and the sharp blade cut through the skin on Yeluqi's neck at once, and a trace of blood seeped out along the blade.

It seemed that he smelled a trace of fishy smell on his neck, and Yeluqi, who was already trembling a little, trembled his legs at this moment, and a hot current actually flowed out from his crotch.

"Zheng Daxia, I said, I said, don't kill me, he is indeed still waiting for you below!"

As soon as Yeluqi said this, the faces of the two Huoyun guards beside him became extremely ugly at this moment, they could never have imagined that the usually fierce and vicious Five Commanders would be such a person who was afraid of death in essence.

"Whew!"

Zhang Peng turned around suddenly, then bent his right hand into a claw, and with one claw, he grabbed Yeluqi's neck, and with a pair of dark eyes, he stared at Yeluqi deadly, and asked word by word: "Is your task to bring us here step by step?"

Feeling the power in Zhang Peng's hand, Yeluqi knew in his heart at this moment that as long as Zhang Peng's fingers were a little harder, his little life would inevitably be handed over here today!

"Master Zhang, I'm just on order.."

Before Yeluqi finished speaking, Zhang Peng's eyes flashed with a trace of killing intent in an instant, and at this moment Zhang Peng's heart had already faintly felt that it seemed that the ultimate goal of this farce was his burial in the Sword Tower!

"Tell me everything you know honestly, if you don't say a word, Lao Tzu will break off one of your fingers!" Zheng Yingjun was also angry at the moment, gritting his teeth and shouting word by word.

"Zheng Daxia, I'm just following orders in this matter, I.."

Just when Yeluqi was halfway through his words, Zheng Yingjun's left hand suddenly poked out, grabbed Yeluqi's right index finger, and pouted back without hesitation, only to hear the sound of "click!", Yeluqi's right index finger was forcibly broken off by Zheng Yingjun!

"Ahh

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Yeluqi suddenly let out a miserable scream, and the sound echoed in the empty young king's mausoleum, which seemed extremely miserable!

Taking advantage of Yeluqi's screaming, Zheng Yingjun's left hand grabbed the middle finger of Yeluqi's right hand again. Then a grim smile like a hellish Yama slowly appeared on his face.

"Uncle, I never listen to nonsense, just say it!"

Yeluqi slowly stopped screaming, and the sharp pain from his fingers made Yeluqi's mouth extremely ugly, and beads of sweat the size of beans came out of his head!

"I said, it's actually.."

"Bang!"

"Ahh

Just when Yeluqi made up his mind to tell the whole story, suddenly the ground under his feet fell, and after a loud bang, a hand suddenly stretched out from the ground, and grabbed Yeluqi's right ankle with one hand, and before Yeluqi could scream, the whole person fell into the ground and disappeared!

And at the moment when the ground collapsed, Zhang Peng and Zheng Yingjun were a little under their feet, and they swept back nearly ten zhang at the same time, so they didn't fall, and the two Huoyun Wei were not so lucky, they could only let out an exclamation, that is, with the collapsed ground, they fell down together!

The sudden collapse of the ground left the place in shambles, and a thick layer of dust floated in the air.

"Whew!"

Zhang Peng waved his big arm, and a strong energy emanated from the palm of his hand, blowing away the dust and mist, and when the dust dissipated, a black hole three feet square appeared in front of Zhang Peng and Zheng Yingjun!

"Peng, your guess is really good! Zejun's old boy is really not a good thing!" Zheng Yingjun said gloomily.

Zhang Peng nodded slowly, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "I'm afraid that things are not so simple, and there are still too many mysteries that have not been solved!"

Zheng Yingjun frowned, looked at the bottomless black hole in front of him, and said coldly: "Then what should we do now?

Zhang Peng said softly: "Let's go down and have a look!"

"I'm afraid there's a fraud in it!" Zheng Yingjun said with a frown.

Zhang Peng shook his head with a smile, then looked at Zheng Yingjun with a light smile, and said, "They finally brought us here, but I'm afraid that they won't be able to leave even if they want to now!"

Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Peng's words fell, a slightly smiling sound of vicissitudes came leisurely from the black hole below.

"Since the two friends are here, why don't you come down together and make a break!"

Hearing this, Zhang Peng raised his eyebrows, looked at Zheng Yingjun, and seemed to say: Sure enough, I was right!

Zheng Yingjun frowned, and then a grim smile appeared on his face, and shouted at the black hole: "Since Lao Tzu has come today, I don't plan to go back empty-handed, so let Uncle I go down and take your dog's head, and take it back to make a gift for friends in the rivers and lakes!"

After that, Zheng Yingjun suddenly raised his head to look at Zhang Peng, the gloomy color on his face had disappeared, and was replaced by a wave of pride.

"Haha.. Peng, let you and my brothers go to this young king's mausoleum today!"

"Good!"

Zhang Penglang replied.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Peng and Zheng Yingjun jumped at the same time and jumped into this bottomless black hole!

"Bang!"

After descending for nearly ten breaths, Zhang Peng and Zheng Yingjun's legs suddenly stunted, and then they shortened slightly, and they stood firmly in the underground palace of the young king's tomb.

Zhang Peng raised his eyes to look at this underground mausoleum, at this moment, the walls of the underground palace were lined with torches, I don't know who lit them, dozens of torches illuminated this place as bright as day!

At this moment, Zhang Peng was in a space ten meters square, and the ground was paved with pitch-black marble, shining a strange yellow light under the light of torches.

The two Huoyun guards were lying on the ground at the moment, their lives and deaths unknown. But Jeluqi was gone

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Trace!

This is only the entrance to the underground palace, because directly above this place is the hole where Zhang Peng and the others fell, and about five meters in front of them, there are two huge stone doors that are open.

The stone gate is also pitch black, and above the stone gate, there is a stone plaque, and the pattern engraved on the stone plaque is exactly the same as the pattern on the stone tablet outside, which is the three words "Mausoleum of the Young King"!

Zhang Peng and Zheng Yingjun slowly walked into the stone gate, inside the stone gate is a narrow passage about ten meters long and two meters wide, the top of the passage is arched, the passage is ten meters high! The stone walls on both sides of the passage are carved with various patterns, Zhang Peng looked at the patterns on the stone wall, and was secretly surprised in his heart, presumably this is also carved by the people of the Tang tribe back then, some of these patterns are human shapes, some are animals, some are cities, and some are similar to the patterns of gods, Zhang Peng secretly thought: I think these must be the cultural remnants of the Tang people back then!

Passing through this narrow passage, the space inside suddenly enlarged, and a huge stone chamber with a square of thousands of meters appeared in front of them, this stone chamber is more like a huge underground palace, the inside and the outside, all paved with black marble, and the walls are made of gray boulders, looking at the material of this wall boulder, it should be the same as the building above the Mausoleum of the Young King!

In the underground palace, every 100 meters, there is a diameter of three meters, about two meters high large copper cylinders, these copper cylinders are not water, but lamp oil, at this moment dozens of large copper cylinders are burning with fire, the center of this huge underground palace is brightly lit, and in the corner of the underground palace, but because of the lack of light, and dark abnormal!

In the gloom around the dungeon, there are one small coffin after another, the coffin is one meter wide and two meters long!

"Could these be those legendary cursed Tang boys?" asked Zheng Yingjun softly.

"Maybe!" replied Zhang Peng.

"That means that the legend of the Shaowang Mausoleum and the Tang clan was not made up?" Zheng Yingjun said with a little surprise.

Zhang Peng squinted his eyes and stared at the front, and said without looking back: "Then I don't know! But compared to the distant Tang clan, I care more about the things in front of me!"

After that, the corners of Zhang Peng's mouth twitched suddenly, and then he said loudly: "Friends don't have to hide in the dark, please come out and meet!"

"Whew!"

As soon as Zhang Peng's words fell, he saw a black shadow flying quickly from a dark place in the distance, the speed was so fast that it was staggering!

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Seeing this, Zheng Yingjun copied the knife forward, waved his right arm, flipped his wrist, and a golden light swept vertically across the flying black shadow, and then a stream of hot blood sprayed out, Zheng Yingjun couldn't dodge, and a few drops of blood were splashed on his face.

The black shadow was also directly cut to the ground by Zheng Yingjun, and then looked at the black shadow that fell to the ground, it was the five commanders of the Huoyun Guard, Yeluqi!

It's just that at this moment, Yeluqi has been cut in two by Zheng Yingjun, and the red blood is bubbling out along the broken wound in his waist.

And on that Yeluqi's face, there was still a single eye open in horror at this moment, and his eyes were full of his last expression before he died, terrified and unwilling, but at this moment, he was already dead and could not die anymore!

"Huh.. The golden swordsman is a good method, admire it below!" A slightly vicissitudes of life suddenly sounded, and then a limping figure slowly emerged from the darkness.

This person was dressed in linen, seven feet tall, and more than forty years old, and it can be seen from his sword eyebrows and starry eyes and the high bridge of his nose that this person must have been very handsome when he was young, but the two mustaches on this person's mouth seemed incompatible with the whole face.

Looking down, this person is casually inserting an unsheathed cold iron dagger in his waist, but the most striking thing is the standing posture of this person, which is quite strange, because he has one leg, which is lame!

Seeing this person, Zhang Peng and Zheng Yingjun's faces changed at the same time, and in Zhang Peng's dark eyes, the pupils suddenly dilated!

"Finally, I've found you!"

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