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Chapter 2011

It can be said to be the right time, place and people.

This time, luck finally stood on their side.

Xiao Lingyue thought quietly, and there was no flaw on the surface. She followed Zhan Beihan respectfully, walked along the corridor, and soon arrived in front of a staircase.

Here, Xiao Lingyue saw Jiang Xun.

He seemed to have been waiting in front of the stairs, his little face was tense and his expression was cold and serious.

I saw three people coming from afar, one of whom was wearing a ghost mask. Jiang Xun didn't recognize them, his pupils shrank slightly. He instinctively lowered his head and retreated to the corner next to the stairs.

The dead man who led the way didn't even give him a look and walked past him without looking sideways.

Then it was Zhan Beihan. He glanced at Jiang Xun, his eyes were cold and his voice was cold: "Come on!"

As he said that, he stepped up the stairs.

Jiang Xun: "!"

The boy obviously heard Zhan Beihan's voice, but was even more frightened and couldn't help looking up at his back.

Xiao Lingyue almost wanted to laugh when she saw his expression change. She forced herself to walk over, reached out and pushed him quietly, lowered her voice to warn: "Go quickly."

Jiang Xun: "!!"

He looked back at Xiao Lingyue, and seemed to recognize her. He felt relaxed in his nervous and astonished eyes, and subconsciously followed her up the steps.

The three people directly turned into four people, and they were still the dead soldier leading the way. After climbing the stairs, they continued to walk forward.

This is already the highest floor inside the mountain, only a few meters high from the top of the mountain.

Xiao Lingyue raised her head slightly and could see the naturally intertwined rock layers above her head. The roots/stems of plants could also be seen in the gap, which means that the place they are standing now is not far from the real top of the mountain.

There are plants on the top of the mountain, and they are actually below the roots of the plant and inside the mountain.

There were more guards on this floor than the lower floors, but most of them were dead soldiers at the bottom. After seeing Zhan Beihan's mask, they immediately bowed and respectfully retreated aside, and no patrol soldiers came forward to ask.

The road was incredibly smooth.

The obstacles and troubles that Xiao Lingyue had originally imagined would not appear until they stood in front of an iron gate.

"Sir, this is the room of Master Jialiu." The deceased soldier who led the way stopped and said coldly, without the intention of going forward to open the door.

Zhan Beihan and Xiao Lingyue looked at the Iron Gate at the same time.

The iron door is very thick and tightly closed. There is a round keyhole on the door, which seems to be locked with a specific key.

Xiao Lingyue's eyebrows thumped and she thought to herself that she was trouble.

The key is eight or nine out of nine. They will carry it with you. They will definitely not be able to get it.

Moreover, there are many dead soldiers patrolling near the Iron Gate, and the guards are so strict that it is difficult for them to pry open the door lock in full view of everyone.

We have already reached this point, should we give up?

This is certainly impossible!

Not to mention Zhan Beihan, Xiao Lingyue’s dictionary does not give up the word halfway.

Zhan Beihan also saw the keyhole in the door and said calmly: "You wait here first."

The dead soldier was slightly stunned and quickly lowered his head and replied: "Yes."

Zhan Beihan turned around and looked around, suddenly raised his hand and pointed, "You two, come here!"

He was referring to the leaders of the two teams of patrol soldiers around him. They saw Zhan Beihan in the sound and immediately walked over, bowed and asked, "Sir, what are you asking?"
Chapter completed!
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