After Ye Zhikuang heard the word Dandan, his hands immediately paused. Yes, Mo Junxie didn't see Dandan after he came back.

But this was not the time to ask this question, so she kept Dandan's question in her heart.

Liu Mei frowned coldly and pushed Qibao: "No matter what method you use, you must lure away those secret guards hiding in the dark within half an hour."

"Woooooooo..." Qibao turned around and left unwillingly.

Murong Tiantian's yard was made a fuss by Qibao.

The secret guards moved swiftly through the large courtyard. Their speed was not slow, but it was much inferior to Qibao, the master of escape.

Ye Zhikuang and Murong Fu quickly entered Murong Tiantian's room while the secret guard was almost gone.

Mo Junxie has been waiting for the two of them in the room for a long time.

When Murong Fu saw him, he would blush to the root of his neck every time and grit his teeth in hatred for him.

"Let's go." Mo Junxie stood up and waved his robe.

Murong Fu went under the bed and groped for the mechanism.

After a while, the door of the machine slowly opened, and the entrance inside was the same as the exit he had passed before.

It's just that Murong Fu didn't tell her that the agency would automatically transfer. He later discovered this pattern after secretly entering Murong Tiantian's room to investigate several times.

Entering the secret passage, the surroundings were still as dark as before.

Murong Fu took the lead and walked in front, while Ye Zhikuang followed Mo Junxie and watched him carefully.

After successfully entering the ancient tomb, Murong Fu walked directly to the golden coffin.

At this time, the golden coffin has changed its position.

The previous golden coffin was placed horizontally in the east-west direction, but now the golden coffin is placed vertically.

Before Ye Zhikuang left, when he reached out to touch the golden coffin, he found a bright light on the golden coffin. He immediately retracted his hand and took a step back to prevent Murong Fu from touching the golden coffin: "Don't move, it's poisonous.

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As soon as she drank, Murong Fu quickly retracted his hand and stared at the golden coffin with cold eyes.

The big stone door behind them slowly closed automatically at this moment.

Mo Junxie glanced back, and then looked at Murong Fu coldly: "Have you been there many times?"

Murong Fu looked at him puzzled, then nodded lightly and said, "Yes."

"Stupid." He dropped the word without politeness.

Murong Fu, who was already a little angry, was once again aroused by Mo Junxie's words: "This is my home."

"But did you, the old lady, say that this is where you can come in? You shouldn't have come in again when you discovered this ancient tomb. Now, we are all trapped and dead in it. Do you think you are safe?"

The old lady who came into your house quietly didn't know."

After Mo Junxie finished speaking, he turned around and walked quickly towards the stone door.

His eyes fell on the stone door, he glanced at it, and then raised his finger to point to the several scratches on the edge of the stone door: "When you went out from here, that old man already knew that this ancient tomb had been used by someone.

I’ve opened it, but I haven’t been trapped after coming in three times. Do you understand what’s going on?”

Murong Fu was stunned. He didn't tell him that he later entered the ancient tomb three times, but Mo Junxie recognized the number of times he entered the ancient tomb at a glance.

Mo Junxie's unpredictability made Murong Fukan feel pressured.

This time, he did not get angry with Mo Junxie anymore, and said calmly: "I originally wanted to come in and take a look, but I didn't expect that the tablet of God placed in Murong Ancestral Hall is not a mechanism at all."

"It's not an agency?" Ye Zhikuang doubted her detection ability for the first time. She clearly sensed that the divine tablet was standing firmly on the altar, motionless, and it was as heavy as Mount Tai.

At the altar.

"Impossible." Ye Zhikuang looked up at the only exit above her head. That hole could be called either an exit or an entrance. She fell from it for the first time.

And the old lady left an exit here. She didn't think she was kind or that she wanted to let the contents of this golden coffin breathe.

"Have you seen that magic tablet?" Ye Zhikuang asked.

Murong Fu said: "After seeing it, you can move it away."

"Move?" Ye Zhikuang frowned after hearing this: "How did you move?"

"Kang, there is nothing wrong with that magic card. The mechanism should still be inside." Murong Fu said.

"I have to go up and see for myself."

"No." Murong Fu stopped him.

At this time, Mo Junxie came over and put his arm around Ye Zhikuang's waist: "If you are afraid of death, you can continue to stay here and wait for your old woman to come to you. However, I will not tell her kindly that you are here.

here."

Mo Junxie was very unhappy with Murong Fu's worries about Ye Zhikuang.

Only he could protect his woman, and it was not anyone else's turn to interfere.

Holding her in his arms, he jumped up and the two figures instantly flew towards the entrance of the cave.

Murong Fu's eyes stung, and his heart twitched fiercely. Looking at Ye Zhikuang who was being held in Mo Junxie's arms, he couldn't help but clench his hands tightly.

What he wanted to tell her was that the entrance had already been sealed by the old lady with a talisman.

But he was worried and immediately summoned the Green Dragon Shadow to follow the two figures.

Inside the cave wall, shadowless sharp knives were spinning, flying from above their heads and from below their feet.

There were countless thin-edged knives, like dense rain. Ye Zhikuang had seen these before.

The sharp knife will suddenly attack you when you are not paying attention.

Mo Junxie glanced at it, stretched out his big palm, and a soft light emitted from his palm, slowly turning into a dazzling ray of light.

Ye Zhikuang closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the wind and air swirling around him.

"Crack, chop, chop -" Countless sharp knives were shattered by a powerful force.

Suddenly, a knife that slipped through the net flew from below and flew towards Mo Junxie with a swipe.

Ye Zhi opened his eyes violently, opened the hidden weapon, and a short arrow flew out from the hidden weapon.

With just a "bang" sound, the flying sharp knife collided head-on with the short arrow. The two were equally strong and resisted each other. In the end, the arrow and the knife were turned into powder by each other's strength.

Ye Zhikuang lowered his head and looked at Murong Fu who was attached to Qinglong Ying's body. There was a hint of coldness in his eyes, but he did not clarify anything.

Mo Junxie, on the other hand, lowered his head and said: "You are so naive if you want to kill me."

These five short words represent Murong Fu, you want to kill me but you are still weak?

For Murong Fu, who was quite capable, Mo Junxie's words were undoubtedly an insult to him.

He said with a livid face: "The hidden weapons below are coming menacingly. Do you think I am willing?"

"Yes, you are not willing to kill me either." Mo Junxie said bluntly, which made Murong Fu very angry, but he did not dare to show it too much in front of Ye Zhikuang.

He wished Mo Junxie was dead. When the sharp knife flew towards Mo Junxie just now, he could have blocked it, but he didn't.

He thought that Ye Zhikuang didn't know what he was thinking, but when she took action to block the sharp knife for him, he could already feel the murderous aura emanating from Murong Fu.

She... would never allow anyone to hurt Mo Junxie.

"Look at your top, don't be distracted. If she is hurt, I will make you walk around without food." Murong Fu drew his sword and swung the sharp knife flying towards Ye Zhikuang.

The flying sharp knife had been blocked by Murong Fu, but the coldness deep in Ye Zhikuang's eyes was restrained in his heart.

No thanks, no words said.

At this moment, a loud "boom" sounded.

The talisman sealing the entrance of the cave has been cracked by Mo Junxie.

Murong Fu froze and looked at the place where Mo Junxie had opened a gap.

But he forgot about the sharp knives flying at his feet, because several sharp knives severely cut his arms and his handsome face.

Murong Fu let out a dull snort. Due to the injury, Murong Fu was furious. He lowered his head, raised his sword and swung it wildly towards the bottom.

The sound of strong airflow came from the bottom of the cave.

Jian Dao calmed down and did not continue to attack Murong Fu.

Mo Junxie and Ye Zhikuang had already arrived at the Murong family's ancestral hall.

She looked around and saw that the Murong family's ancestral plaques were equally spectacular, not inferior to the Ye family's.

It's just that she's not in the mood to look at these right now.

His eyes finally fell on the ten divine tablets placed on the altar.

Those magic cards are the ancestors of the Murong family who were brought into the divine realm by the Creator God.

After their death, they ascended to heaven, were promoted from ancestral tablets to divine tablets, and were respected by successive descendants of the Murong family.

Ye Zhikuang is no exception to admiring strong men like them. For this reason, when facing the divine cards on the altar, there is always a mysterious and inviolable aura lingering in her heart.

She bowed respectfully, but she did not expect that Mo Junxie would pay tribute to the Murong family god like her.
To be continued...