Fortunately, the Southern Dynasty had spent a lot of time in the tomb, and there were many times when he was trapped, so he quickly calmed down, rubbed his hands on the smooth wall, walked out of several black lines in the middle of his clothes, and looked for gaps in the narrow space of the dark room to get out. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Unexpectedly, after the revolving secret door was closed, there was not a single gap to follow.

"It's too tightly closed..."Nan Chao sighed, raised his foot and pulled out a thin blade from the sole of his boot, and inserted it along the tightly knit secret door line.

The nature of the Southern Dynasty dictates that after staying in the Void Mountain Villa for a long time, it is used to carrying these gadgets with him, and it is convenient to take the sheep or something. It's just that I've been with Chisawa these days, and I haven't used these things for a long time, so I took them out again today.

It was a forged steel marble knife, which took the extremely hard Yungang stone in the human world as the blade, and the cast iron forged steel as the handle, and cast it into a thin sheet as a whole, but it was not as fragile as it seemed on the surface, and the texture was hard, and it could easily cut through the iron lock and coffin seal in the tomb.

Such a sophisticated casting, is not the masterpiece of Rong Chengjia, but from the hands of the old man of Yingzhou Yueling Luofu, the old man Luo is proficient in medical skills, both internal and external, and searched for thousands of materials to develop a forged steel marble knife, which is used on patients with serious trauma, and can greatly reduce pain when removing carrion, but the process of this thing was taken by people with a heart, and it was transformed, and gradually developed into the standard equipment of tomb robbers.

Luofu has been practicing medicine for generations, and it is a meritorious family, and it is famous in Yingzhou, and in recent days, the Southern Dynasty has also heard some rumors of Yingzhou, saying that the emperor of Yingzhou wants to point out Luofu's youngest daughter Luo Yuaner to the prince as a concubine, and I don't know whether it was pointed to Ye Xi or Ye Jun in the end.

In the end, I am in Penglai, and now I am in danger, what do I want to have?

Nanchao took the marble knife and slid down the gap in the secret door, but was blocked by a hard horizontal lock.

"No wonder I can't push it open, it's locked. "The Southern Dynasty wanted to use a marble knife to cut the horizontal lock, but unexpectedly, the horizontal lock was very thick, and the marble knife could only cut half of it if it didn't enter the gap.

The Southern Dynasty had to find another way out, and if the closed disciples of the Gandao people were trapped in the tomb, they should lose the face of the master and his old man.

As soon as he turned around and started a fire, he saw a strange human face appear on the wall behind him, his face twisted in pain, his bones shattered, and terrifying.

"Oh my mother. Nanchao broke out in a cold sweat, took half a step back in the small dark room, and his back was already against the secret door.

Nanchao caressed his heart and calmed down, and the corpses of the tragically killed people had seen a lot before.

The man's body had been reduced to bones and a little carrion, and his whole body was almost embedded in the wall, his limbs twisted into strange shapes, and his expression was desperate and painful.

Nan Chao was still wondering how this person was sticking to the wall, and suddenly, Nan Chao watched this strange corpse move an inch closer to him.

Nanchao really had no way back, so he could only tilt his neck back as much as he could, looking at the corpse approaching him in horror.

"Don't come here. ”

Soon, Nanchao suddenly shuddered, and realized that there was something wrong with this wall, it turned out to be moving, and it was slowly approaching him.

"This corpse was squeezed alive by this wall. Nanchao took a breath and tried to calm down, at this rate, it won't be long before this wall can squeeze itself into a cake, and it will stick to this corpse on the wall.

A chill surged in Nanchao's heart, and he muttered a few words softly, and many black silk threads suddenly crawled out of his sleeves and placket, swam down Nanchao's arms, and crawled to both sides of the wall, drilling into the cracks.

The disciple's housekeeping skills, the technique of drawing silk and suppressing souls, were originally used to get rid of the yin qi on the Ming vessel, but in the hands of the Southern Dynasty, many tricks were turned out, and they were really integrated.

The black threads gathered more and more, almost thousands, crowded into the cracks in the wall, and if the wall could move, there must be gaps.

The wall was still moving slowly, and Nan Chao almost felt a sense of suffocation, the hideous face in front of him was approaching little by little, and the wall had already resisted Nan Chao's body, pressing Nan Chao out of breath, trying not to turn his head and avoid the corpse's face.

Sure enough, there were still gaps in the walls, and every inch that the walls advanced, the thousands of black silk threads that were crowded into the gaps squeezed into the cracks in the walls.

Suddenly, only to hear a loud bang, the moving wall of the dark room was squeezed by the silk thread to crack a huge gap, the Southern Dynasty seemed to grasp the life-saving straw, more black silk threads rushed to the crack, the crack became bigger and bigger, until the Southern Dynasty fell into the crack, and the wall had all been against the secret door.

If it was a minute later, the Southern Dynasty would have been embedded in the wall as a mural.

"It's dangerous! Nan Chao took a few breaths and regained some strength, the wall was also cracked loose, Nan Chao pushed hard, and the whole wall collapsed, black smoke and miasma, which can be regarded as seeing the light.

The dust dissipated, but Nan Chao was stunned on the ground.

The prince held a thin sword in his hand, pointing directly at Nanchao's neck, and a drop of blood dripped down Nanchao's neck.

"Why are you, King Rui? The prince asked coldly.

The bloody rain in the Nine Palaces has not dissipated, but Rong Chengjia can't bear it anymore.

Rong Cheng Piaoxue wiped her slender hands and looked the young man in front of her up and down like a work of art.

This man's body shape and height are the same as Chizawa's, especially that face, if Chisawa's current appearance is very similar to the second prince, then this person's face can be said to be exactly the same as Chizawa.

Everything comes from the hands of Rong Cheng Drifting Snow.

Rong Cheng Piaoxue said lightly, "This 'Qianze' is ready, and he can be sent to Penglai, isn't the Nine Palace Sacrifice over yet." ”

Rong Chengrin bowed his head and stood beside Rong Cheng Piaoxue respectfully, and replied, "Back to the lord, the rest of the princes have finished their sacrifices and come out of the Nine Palaces, but there is no news from Prince Penglai and Prince Qianze, so they must have encountered some trouble." ”

"You have to be careful, who comes out and who can't, you have to know in your heart. ”

"Yes. ”

"If it is the prince who comes out, we will do it according to our previous agreement, and ask him to exchange Penglai Xiandao for the throne, if it is... King Rui, then be more careful. ”

Rong Cheng Piaoxue has prepared a stand-in for Qianze, what Qianze did in Penglai, Rong Cheng Piaoxue knows very well, she only knows that this person is too difficult to control, and if you want him to be a puppet emperor, it is better to wait for him to seize the throne and replace him unconsciously.

Fortunately, Qianze's cultivation is not high enough to make Rong Cheng drifting snow helpless, as long as the person dies, everything will be easy.

The sandpiper and the clam competed, the fisherman profited, the praying mantis caught the cicada, and the yellow finch was behind, Rong Cheng Piaoxue really designed a good move.