Although Xiang Lin lit the torch in the sky, in just a short time of incense, the three of them had fallen into an unprecedented crisis.

The black mist spit out by these ** vines is too weird, and they can actually resist the magic weapon spell, Ji Chengche, Xiang Lin, and Wang Rou finally had to fall into the bitter battle of handover.

The three were covered in blood and did not know how many injuries they had suffered. In contrast, Wang Rou was in the best condition, most of the blood on her body was splashed on her body by Ji Chengche and Xiang Lin, and she was only bitten by the blade on her left arm.

Ji Chengche leaned back to Wang Rou and Xiang Lin and said: "We must find a way to rush out, otherwise we will be consumed alive by these short-sighted things sooner or later!"

"Rush!" Xiang Lin asked coldly: "Where to rush, where is the exit?"

Wang Rou said: "If I were Qin Muzong, what would I do?"

Xiang Lin happened to be facing the throne and said disdainfully: "That self-absorbed guy, I'm afraid I want everyone to bow down to him!"

"That's right!" Ji Cheng's eyes lit up and said, "Why didn't I expect that the position where the dragon head was placed just now happened to be the starting position of the subordinates kneeling and worshipping!"

Xiang Lin sneered and said, "If you want to kneel, you kneel, that's your ancestor!"

Wang Rou said: "We don't have to worship him seriously, as long as we hit the ground with the corresponding force." ”

Ji Chengche immediately decided: "You go and try, we'll cover!"

At that moment, the three of them worked together to break through the obstacles and rush to the throne.

**Vines grow from caissons, beams, floor tiles, pillars, and even the four walls, weaving into a net to envelop the three of them.

With such a distance of more than two hundred zhang, Ji Chengche and Xiang Lin were forced to do their best, and the light mist above their heads gritted their teeth to support it, protecting Wang Rou and approaching the throne step by step.

They no longer dare or want to think about what the consequences will be if they guess wrong, so they can only strive to find a glimmer of life.

Finally, Wang Rou stood in the original position of the dragon's head, she tried to imitate the rhythm and weight of the kowtow, and Xiaoman's boots clicked on the amethyst brick under her feet. Unexpectedly, there was more than a dozen clicks in succession, and there was no reaction around.

Xiang Lin was pulled open by the vine on his left rib again, and shouted bitterly: "Senior sister, hands and knees are bent, and your five bodies are thrown to the ground! Qin Muzong, you pretentious bastard!"

Wang Rou gritted her teeth, and immediately risked the danger of the ** vine jumping out from underneath, and turned her elbows and knees to the ground and bowed.

"Bang, bang, bang—"

A dull sound echoed in the apse, Ji Chengche and Xiang Lin looked around nervously, and suddenly all the vines froze in the air, and after a while, they slowly shrank back, and finally disappeared.

Even if a person is reserved and steady, he can't help but exclaim with joy when he sees this scene. Ji Cheng rushed up and picked up Wang Rou and spun around in the air three times in a row, and said happily: "Sure enough, it's still your lucky star!"

Xiang Lin's face changed greatly, and he put away the sky-burning fire stick and said coldly: "Don't get carried away, we haven't gotten out of trouble yet." ”

Wang Rou floated to the ground lightly, and there was a shallow smile on her face, which had been faint and not angry, and when she saw that Ji Chengche and Xiang Lin were covered in bruises, she said, "You all sit down, and I will help you bandage the wounds." ”

Ji Chengqing and Xiang Lin were also not polite, they sat down cross-legged ten zhang away from each other, and used their skills to heal their injuries.

Wang Rou took out the healing plaster but stood on the spot and hesitated, and finally turned left to Xiang Lin after half a ring, ready to apply the medicine to him first.

Xiang Lin was in a good mood when he saw this, and took the initiative to humbly say: "You go and give medicine to that kid first, lest he get hurt and cry and cry and cry and cry." ”

Where would Ji Chengche understand his affection, and sneered at each other: "The martial arts of the four princes are invincible and wise in the world, not to mention a mausoleum of the Emperor Muzong, even if the entire Metaverse is put in his hands, he can be kneaded at will like mud!"

The two of you went back and forth, using bickering as a healing elixir, and gradually recovered their spirits.

At this time, I heard a crisp sound of "click", and the screen behind the throne slowly closed to both sides, revealing a door behind it.

Wang Rou had already bandaged the two of them at this time, and Xiang Lin got up and walked to the door behind the screen and said, "I have a hunch that Qin Muzong's coffin should be behind this door. ”

He stretched out his hand and pushed, but the door didn't move.

Ji Chengche stepped forward and stared at it: "There is a pair of copper rings on this door, I seem to have seen it somewhere." ”

Xiang Lin sneered: "You'd better not move, otherwise I don't dare to guarantee what will happen next." ”

Ji Chengche stretched out his hand to Wang Rou and said, "Lend me your purple phoenix pendant." ”

Wang Rou didn't ask why, and handed Zifeng Pei to Ji Chengqing without hesitation.

Ji Chengche took off his newly acquired purple dragon pendant again, and carefully lifted the door knocker on the left.

There is a groove exposed under the door knocker, which is just the right size to fit into the purple dragon pendant.

Ji Chengche drew the gourd in the same way, and put the purple dragon pendant and the purple phoenix pendant into the groove under the door knocker.

"Click!" the door slowly opened from the middle to both sides, and a golden palace slowly unfolded in front of the eyes of the three people.

"It's the front hall, but it's a pity that there is no coffin of the pastor. Ji Chengche couldn't hold back a smile and returned Zifeng Pei to Wang Rou.

Xiang Lin didn't say a word, and walked into the main hall with the Overlord Divine Spear in his hand.

Compared with the apse, here is more magnificent and magnificent, the depth of 500 zhang is all supported by the eighteen coiled dragon pillars, and the three-story caisson above is exquisite and luxurious, far better than the palace decoration of the Great Chu and Han Dynasty, and it can be imagined that Qin Muzong was extremely poor and extravagant.

In the middle of the main hall is a dragon chair nine zhang long and five zhang wide, and there is no one on it.

Ji Chengche glanced around and said to Xiang Lin: "This place belongs to you." ”

Xiang Lin's face was gloomy, although this palace was extremely luxurious, it was all a thing, and there was nothing he wanted.

As soon as he was about to speak, he heard a faint rustling sound coming from a coiled dragon pillar in front of the left side of the dragon chair.

The hearts of the three of them tightened, and they each held their breath and approached the dragon pillar, and the voice became clearer and clearer, as if something was crawling inside.

Xiang Lin and Ji Chengche designated the dragon pillar with a knife and a shot, separating Wang Rou behind the two.

"Kiln, Kiln......"

The eyes of the three of them could not leave the dragon pillar, and no one knew what kind of surprise would emerge from it.

The wait became long and unbearable, and the atmosphere around him was as solemn as lead, becoming more and more solemn and depressing.

"Click!" In the silence, the coiling dragon pillar turned to open a secret door with a crisp sound.

Xiang Lin's eyes were quick, and the Overlord Divine Spear stabbed straight into the secret door, and said coldly: "Suffer death!"

"Keng!" The cold light flashed, the spear blade was locked by a pair of eagle claws, and Ying Yunwei's cautious voice came from the coiling dragon pillar: "Your Highness, it's me!"

As soon as Xiang Lin was overjoyed, he saw that the edge of his spear was frozen in the air less than three inches away from Ying Yunwei's eyebrows.

Ying Yunwei's face turned pale, and he said with palpitations: "Your Highness, I can be regarded as finding you!"

Xiang Lin put away the Overlord Spear and asked, "What about Gou Bizi and Mr. Hu?"

Ying Yunwei replied, "They're down there...... There is also the great priest's order, if it weren't for her, the three subordinates would have died long ago. However, both Mr. Hu and Lao Gou were not lightly injured. Especially Mr. Hu, if it weren't for the great secretary's order to save him, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago......"

He was not a mother-in-law, but at this moment, he was repeatedly talking about a lot of nonsense and refused to stop, which showed that he was extremely excited.

Xiang Lin stretched out his hand and dragged Ying Yunwei out of the coiled dragon pillar, and Gou Bizi's head appeared from underneath.

He carried Hu Xiyuan, whose face was as pale as gold, and said in surprise: "Your Highness, it's great to meet you here!"

He really didn't think there was anything wrong with his words—but what did it mean to meet you here, and it was "so good"? I really don't know what it is good for His Royal Highness the Prince to be in a deep predicament and want to get out of the house and be wounded all over?

Xiang Lin took Hu Xiyuan out of the coiled dragon pillar and asked, "Mr. Hu, how is the injury?"

Hu Xiyuan reluctantly opened his eyes and smiled at Xiang Lin: "I can't die, His Royal Highness Lao is worried......

Gou Bizi struggled to climb out of the dragon pillar, and finally Tang Xueluo.

"Xueluo!" Ji Chengche was waiting on the side, and when he saw Tang Xueluo's figure, he immediately rushed up and hugged her into his arms, looked at her carefully and said, "Are you injured?"

Tang Xueluo saw that although Ji Chengqing had a few wounds on his body, he was full of vigor and lively appearance, and he also put his mind at ease, held his hand and said: "Thanks to Mr. Ying's desperate protection, I was only slightly injured, don't worry, it's not in the way." ”

Wang Rou stood beside Xiang Lin, seeing the sweet appearance of Ji Chengche and Tang Xueluo looking at each other, her face couldn't help but turn a little pale, and she turned her eyes back to Xiang Lin, who looked displeased.

The unexpected reunion of the crowd seemed to have forgotten their hostility towards each other, and briefly recounted the experience after separation.

Tang Xueluo and the others were in much the same danger as Ji Chengqing, and the process was also nine deaths.

Fortunately, although all the people were injured, fortunately there were no casualties, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

Hu Xiyuan rested for a while, and then gasped, "Your Highness...... This mausoleum of Emperor Muzong is full of murderous opportunities, and it is a fierce place, we ...... Don't stay in one place for long...... The long night and the dream are too late, and the ......"

Xiang Lin bowed his head and said: "Sir, just rest assured that you can breathe, everything is with me." ”

Over there, Ji Chengche and Tang Xueluo whispered a few words, turned their heads and smiled at Wang Rou: "If it weren't for her, we wouldn't be able to get here." ”

Wang Rou said in a flat tone: "The slave doesn't dare to be greedy, and I don't know how to get out next." ”

Everyone's eyes fell on the main entrance of the main hall. This way of fighting, there is obviously no way back to retreat, and the only way out should be on the main gate of Jiuying.

Ying Yunwei said: "Your Highness, I'll try!"

Xiang Lin bowed his head and reminded: "Be careful." ”

Ying Yunwei smiled and said, "It's okay, this ghost place can't take me away!"

When he strode to the door of the temple, he saw the bolts of the door lifting and locking the door, and if anyone else was to think about it, he might have to think about it left and right, worried about what was strange on the door. Ying Yunwei didn't think about it, and directly grabbed the deadbolt with both hands and lifted it up.

"Click!" the bolt of the door rose in response, and Ying Yunwei held his breath and stretched out his hand to push it on the closed door.

"Squeak-" The heavy door of the temple slowly opened, and it was pitch black outside.

Ying Yunwei laughed and said, "It's that simple to dare to love!"

As soon as he wanted to light a fire to illuminate it, he heard the sound of "chirp" outside the hall, and thousands of lights lit up together, and the golden light shot into the hall.

Ying Yunwei subconsciously narrowed his eyes, put his hand on the pergola to look out, and was stunned when he boarded! (83 Chinese Net.)