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107 Pillow Robbery(2/2)

In the blink of an eye, the medicine scattered everywhere, and all the guards guarding the tomb fainted.

It’s not that they are weak, but that the guards of the imperial tombs are not that there are many guards, but that their mechanisms are difficult to open.

Last time, Wushuang had already kept all the institutions in mind by exploring the imperial tombs, so it was easy to come here.

The thick stone door was pushed open, and the creaking sound seemed particularly terrifying in the middle of the night. In addition, the bodies of Qin emperors of all dynasties were lying here, and the gust of wind made people stand upright.

Xiao Lian was guarding the sword outside, looking around vigilantly, Wushuang opened the stone, waved his hand, and Xiao Lian immediately disappeared in the stone gate.

The figure outside the tomb sneered, whistled, and a black eagle fell on his arm when he heard the sound. The green wind bit his finger, wrote it on his clothes, tied it to the eagle's feet, and ordered it to fly back to the palace.

Cheng Wushuang, today you either die or I die!

Wushuang walked gently on the road that Dongfang Chen was walking in memory, and Ming Xiaolian followed behind.

Xiao Lian was careless and accidentally stepped on the side. The solid bricks and stones suddenly sank. Wushuang instinctively held Xiao Lian's head and protected her under him.

"Danger!"

At the end of the sentence, countless sharp arrows shot straight from four directions, southeast, west and north, towards the rising place where Xiao Lian was standing just now. If he could not dodge, he would definitely be shot into a hornet's nest.

Xiao Lian was so scared that his face turned pale, "Thank you, Master!"

Wushuang nodded slightly, and the two of them turned open the dragon head stone door and headed straight for the destination.

Standing in front of the First Emperor's Mausoleum, Wushuang silently kowtowed to the First Emperor's coffin tomb, accused him of guilt, raised his head lightly, and sold Xiaolian to exchange for the jade pillow.

Xiao Lian's face was pale and his hands and feet were trembling, but seeing that the owner was holding the head of the dead body, he had to endure the fear and quickly change into the jade pillow.

Finally, the secret replacement was successful, and both of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!
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