"The tree without opening?"

Mr. Feng said: "What is that?"

"What is it?" Wanqi Linmu did not answer Mr. Feng, but instead asked back, and then murmured and repeated: "What is it? What is that?"

Mr. Feng stared at Wanqi Linmu strangely and said, "Wanqi Linmu? What's wrong with you?"

Wanqi Linmu suddenly said "hiss...", then covered his forehead with both hands, and his face turned pale in an instant, as if he felt a headache.

"Wanqi Linmu!" Mr. Feng rushed over immediately and held Wanqi Linmu who was about to fall. He saw that Wanqi Linmu was in a daze and his eyes were not focal. He murmured: "Wuqi...Wuqi Wood? Hiss..."

Wanqi Linmu felt dizzy in his head. When he saw the piece of wood, he subconsciously blurted out the "Wu Qi Wood". But Mr. Feng asked him in detail, but he didn't know what the Wu Qi Wood was.

After all, Wanqi Linmu is now in a state of amnesia and his memory is very chaotic. He only felt that Wuqi Zhimu was very familiar with it and was deeply imprinted in his heart. However, after thinking about it carefully, he remembered nothing.

A hole seemed to have been broken in Wanqi Linmu's heart, something was about to break out of the ground. It was his lost memory. His consciousness suppressed by the curse of the Leslie Sect, and the pain swept through Wanqi Linmu's mind. After a long time, it calmed down slightly.

Mr. Feng said: "Are you feeling better?"

Wanqi Linmu nodded and said, "It's okay..."

Mr. Feng said: "What's wrong with you?"

Wanqi Linmu said with a suspicion: "I... seem to remember something, but I don't seem to remember it."

Mr. Feng had a headache for a moment, so did he remember it?

Wanqi Linmu squatted down, stared at the piece of wood, and then began to dig the soil, as if he wanted to dig out the wood. Mr. Feng simply squatted down, and the two of them dug the soil together, and soon dug out the piece of wood.

I thought it was just a piece of small wood, but I didn't expect that the part buried in the soil was quite deep, and this piece of wood was not an ordinary wood, with words engraved on it.

It looks a bit like... a boundary marker.

There are four words engraved on Wuqi's wood. Wanqi Linmu looked around and said, "What words?"

But Mr. Feng said in surprise: "There is no place to open?"

Wanqi Linmu said: "Do you know the words above?"

Mr. Feng smiled and said, "I have lived so old that I have some knowledge at least."

The four words carved on the wood of Wuqi are clearly the land of Wuqi.

Mr. Feng said: "I have heard people say that there is or not the Qi clan, and that they will never die. Could this place be the base camp of the Qi clan?"

Mr. Feng said to Wanqi Linmu again: "If I remember correctly, Mr. Luo San is a member of the Wuqi clan, right?"

Wanqi Linmu couldn't remember them clearly when asked about them. Wanqi Linmu said, "Anyway, Luo Shen's needle is here, they must pass by here, let's walk forward."

The two continued to go deep into the cave. The road was difficult to walk because it was an underground river, so the river was filled with water, and only narrow gravel on both sides could pass through. Wanqi Linmu and Mr. Feng seemed to be playing with jumping on the grid, jumping forward.

After walking for a long time, it was always dark and was far away from the snow cave. There was no sunlight above my head, and it was even darker around me, damp and dark. The cave was very monotonous, which made Wanqi Linmu once suspected that they were a ghost to hit a wall.

At this moment, there was a sudden change in front of him, and Mr. Feng said: "Look, is it the door?"

The underground river forked in this place, separating two tributaries, and an island appeared in the middle of the tributaries. There were huge buildings on the island, and a large door suddenly appeared in front of the two.

The two of them walked over quickly, and Mr. Feng made a flame to illuminate the door. The gate was as tall as three adults, and it looked very magnificent. The stone gate was carved with murals, but because the dark river caves were always damp, the murals had been weathered and looked mottled, and some places were damaged and could not be seen clearly.

There are many people on the mural, probably participating in the sacrifice, and there are crowds of people. On the front sacrificial platform, there is only one person standing on a high place, looking down at all living beings.

When Mr. Feng saw this, he said in surprise: "This... is the master of Prince Changqin!"

Wanqi Linmu tilted his head and said, "Crown Prince Changqin's master? Is this the last Phoenix Tomb?"

Mr. Feng said: "I don't know, but I'm sure this is the prince Changqin's master! I remember this dress clearly."

The master of Prince Changqin is very mysterious and has never seen anyone. Even Yinglong, who often accompanys Prince Changqin, has never seen Prince Changqin's master. His master seems to be a paradise and lives in seclusion all year round. Only Prince Changqin will visit him.

Once, Mr. Feng saw Prince Changqin's master from afar. He was just a back and did not see his face. At that time, Prince Changqin's master was dressed in the same clothes as on the murals, like an immortal, not as powerful as a worldly fireworks.

Wanqi Linmu looked at the mural carefully, said "tsk" and said, "I can't see clearly, I've been weathered and my face has disappeared."

The murals are quite weathered. The people standing on the platform are just weathered. They can only see their clothes and their faces cannot be seen clearly. Wanqi Linmu seems to feel a little regretful. After all, according to Mr. Feng's words, Prince Changqin's master is very mysterious.

It's a pity that I could only see the true face of my master just a little bit, but it was weathered...

Wanqi Linmu said: "The stone gate is open."

He said this, and Mr. Feng noticed that he was just worried about the mural and did not notice at all that the huge stone door was actually open. Although there was only a small opening, it exposed the darkness behind the stone door, the quiet darkness, which was darker than the dark river cave, hidden behind the stone door.

Wanqi Linmu looked over and said, "It's just right for one person to pass through."

Mr. Feng said: "Did Mr. Luo and the others enter the stone gate?"

Anyway, I was idle, and the portrait of the prince Changqin was carved on the stone gate. Wanqi Linmu decided to go in and take a look. Maybe he could find the fifty strings by chance.

The two hit it off and entered the gap in the stone gate. Unlike the cave, there is a long tunnel behind the stone gate, which is obviously dug by hand and very neatly.

Mr. Feng narrowed his eyes and said, "The sky is round and the place is really a tomb."

The two of them walked forward slowly. Because they had already been confirmed to have entered a tomb, they were very cautious. Who knew what mechanism would be? Maybe even the rice dumplings suddenly popped out.

Wanqi Linmu was thinking of this when he heard a "cry..." sound. He looked down at his feet and said nothing. He didn't step on something, but he looked at Mr. Feng again. Mr. Feng seemed to hear the soft sound. He shook his head at Wanqi Linmu and signaled that he hadn't stepped on something.

Crack...

OK...

Crack...

After listening carefully, the sound came from behind them. With the flames illuminated in Mr. Feng's palm, Wanqi Linmu saw the shadows of himself and Mr. Feng projecting on the tomb wall.

One, two, three...

There were only two people, Wanqi Linmu and Mr. Feng, but there were three shadows projected on the tomb wall. The third shadow was extremely tall and crooked.

Wanqi Linmu turned around immediately and shouted: "Look down!!"

Mr. Feng subconsciously lowered his head, "Huh--" with a whistle and the sharp wind almost rubbed against Mr. Feng's hair.

I looked at the corpse with a fixed eye!

It turned out to be Zi Ren. After being discovered, they immediately roared and rushed over. Then there was a "Tread" sound. There were more Zi Ren behind them, covering the sky.

Wanqi Linmu saw this posture and said, "Run quickly!"

It was too difficult to fight so many corpses, so it would be easier to run away. Mr. Feng seemed to have the same feeling. He did not entangle with those corpses and immediately ran forward.

The two of them rushed forward quickly and suddenly found that there were many intersections in the tomb passage, all of which were forks. They wished that every step they took would appear forks. Not only that, when Wanqi Linmu pulled Mr. Feng and was about to get into a fork, the forks made a "rumbling" sound, turned the direction and connected to another forks.

This place does not look like a tomb, but rather a large maze, and it is a large maze that moves at any time.

Wanqi Linmu suddenly realized and said, "Water flows."

After he said this, Mr. Feng also instantly understood that there was a dark river outside the tomb. When the dark river flowed here, the water was already very turbulent. The entire tomb was surrounded by the dark river. Therefore, the water flow of the dark river became a natural "labor force", pushing the mechanism and constantly changing the forks of the tomb passage.

Wanqi Linmu and Mr. Feng ran forward quickly, twisting around in the complex tomb passage, and suddenly turned around and hid behind a wall.

"Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The corpse ran overwhelmed by the sky, as if he thought Wanqi Linmu and Mr. Feng ran forward, but still chasing him, and did not see them suddenly hiding.

Wanqi Linmu pressed against the wall tightly, holding his breath to avoid being discovered by those corpses. With the sound of "trampling" and running, the corpses' army chased after them frantically.

Wanqi Linmu then breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go."

The two of them had just emerged from the fork in the road and were about to get rid of Zi Ren. But they suddenly heard "Gee!" with a loud roar, Zi Ren actually turned back.

Wanqi Linmu said: "Why did you come back so quickly?"

Before the two of them could think too much, they turned around and ran away and threw the corpses behind them. Just when Wanqi Linmu felt that they were about to throw the corpses away, Mr. Feng, who was running in front, suddenly stopped. Wanqi Linmu braked and almost hit Mr. Feng's back and said, "What's wrong?"

Mr. Feng said embarrassedly: "There is no way out, a dead end."

Wanqi Linmu looked at it and found that there was a huge high wall in front of him, bare and no way!

The sirens army had already caught up, because there was only one way, and they would not be chased and lost. They rushed up and swept towards the dead end.

Wanqi Linmu narrowed his eyes, reached out to touch his mirror coffin earrings, and said coldly: "If there is no way, I can only hit it."

The army of Ziren was getting closer and closer, quickly approaching and surrounding Wanqi Linmu and Mr. Feng. At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of "Treading" footsteps, and Wanqi Linmu thought it was Ziren's reinforcements.

but……

A black shadow suddenly rushed out of the darkness, his tall body rose up, and he stepped on the tomb wall with his foot, jumped high with force, then turned over and directly crossed the army of corpses. Not only that, he swung his palm, "Bang!!" With a loud bang, a black fishing line actually made a bursting sound in the air.

The army of Ziren rushed towards Wanqi Linmu and Mr. Feng, and suddenly stopped, like a cassette, and then there was a "Gudong-gu-gudong!" sound. Ziren's heads fell one by one and rolled to the ground...

"Tread!" With a slight sound, the black figure fell steadily beside Wanqi Linmu.
Chapter completed!