There is a mechanism in the mural stone chamber of the imperial mausoleum that can open the entrance to the underground prison where the emperor is imprisoned. After hearing this unexpected information from Yu Shiqi, Xiao Xihong rekindled hope in his heart and returned immediately.

"Where is the mechanism? How to open it?"

Yu Shiqi looked into his eyes, with some hesitation.

"Say it!" Xiao Xihong was anxious.

"You guys let Master Chen go first."

Chen Tingqiu, who was sitting on the chair, opened his mouth in surprise, not expecting that Yu Shiqi would make such a request.

Xiao Xihong replied with a cold face: "I can't make the decision in this matter."

"You are in charge. There are just a few soldiers outside, as long as you don't stop me." Yu Shiqi said and walked behind Chen Tingqiu to untie her.

The next moment, Xiao Xihong's spear was pointed in front of him.

Yu Shiqi did not stop untying Chen Tingqiu's hands because of this. He faced Xiao Xihong's complicated eyes without fear, and helped Chen Tingqiu up from the seat: "The agency is near the mural of the Battle of Two Wolf Valleys.

On the stone pillar on the side is a rotating lamp holder."

Xiao Xihong turned around and took Mu Xianyan down.

"Wait a minute, after the lamp holder is rotated, the stone slab in front of the stone pillar will open." Yu Shiqi reminded, "If you fall down without preparation, there will be no way to get up without anyone outside to help you."

Xiao Xihong seemed not to have heard his words and still walked stubbornly along the steps to the bottom of the imperial mausoleum.

Yu Shiqi sighed helplessly, thinking that he had said what he should say. What Xiao Xihong wanted to do was his own business. After all, there were too many people in the world who couldn't listen to advice, so there were so many people who wanted to die.

There are so many people who want to leave that we can’t save, and there are so many people who want to leave that we can’t keep.

"Young Master Yu, can you accompany me down?" Chen Tingqiu's voice suddenly reached his ears.

"Master Chen?" Yu Shiqi looked at her in confusion. At this time, she should find a way to escape as soon as possible.

"As you said, Xiao Xihong and the princess will not be able to come back after they go down."

"Then what are you going to do?"

Chen Tingqiu lowered his head slightly and said firmly: "I hope he can leave with the princess, even if he lives in hiding from now on."

Yu Shiqi sighed softly: "You are Prime Minister Chen's sister. You don't have to be so embarrassed to follow Prime Minister Chen and stand in the position of protecting the imperial court."

"Yes, but you can't forget your roots." Chen Tingqiu shook his head, "General Xiao is kind to the Chen family, and I can't just watch his heirs perish."

Yu Shiqi was moved by her sincerity and immediately agreed: "Then I will accompany Mr. Chen on this trip."

"Thank you." Chen Tingqiu turned around and smiled gratefully at him.

…

Near the Yunzhongjian station that had burned into a sea of ​​flames, on the dark street, An Nianjiu was clutching her chest and trying to calm down her breath. Although she didn't know the girl in black who blocked her from the swirling cloud sword skill at the critical moment.

Who is he, but he seems to have been saved.

Lian Ying did not continue to attack. She was not sure whether it was because of her own injuries or because she was shaken by the sudden appearance of the girl in black who easily cracked the vortex cloud. Although she still held the ancient sword Yunming in her hand, the golden seal of the spiritual mastery was on the sword.

It has faded quietly.

Did she eliminate Vajra? An Nianjiu noticed this detail and secretly wondered whether the other party was at the end of his strength and was no longer able to maintain the spirit control technique.

"Can you still stand up?" Although the girl in black in front of him did not turn around, her words were obviously asking An Nianjiu.

"It's still okay." An Nianjiu said and stood up slowly, "Thank you for saving me just now. I don't know who you are..."

The person in front chuckled and replied in a playful tone: "I am Yu Shiqi's woman."

"Eh?" An Nianjiu was stunned.

"She is Yu Yanzhi's woman." She turned around and admired An Nianjiu's bewildered and surprised expression, and her little thought was satisfied.

An Nianjiu asked hesitantly: "Could it be that you are... from Wangchuan?"

"Why do you think that? Just because I'm dressed in black like an assassin?"

"You...you said you are Yu Yanzhi's woman, but...but..." An Nianjiu's voice became softer and softer, and finally she chose to lower her head and shut her mouth.

There is nothing to question. If it was not related to Yu Yanzhi, how could a stranger come to his rescue?

"I'm not from Wangchuan." Then she heard a negative answer.

Not from Wangchuan? An Nianjiu's face was startled again. Not from Wangchuan means that the girl in black is not Mr. Zhong's back-up, nor does she have a master-slave relationship with Yu Yanzhi. Could she really be

…

"You can call me Xuan Yue, of course this is not my real name."

"Xuan...yue."

"The Great Snow Sect of the Western Wilderness Spirit Clan, the Xuanyue of the Blue Wind, Red Flowers, Silver Snow and Xuanyue."

"You are the protector of the Spirit Clan!" An Nianjiu suddenly realized that Yu Yanzhi had indeed been to the Western Wilderness not long ago, and she still knew this information.

The expression on Lian Ying's face became solemn, and a golden spirit-controlling seal appeared on the Yunming Ancient Sword again.

"The source of all dharma?" Xuan Yue smiled, as if to confirm her conjecture, she spread her left hand and showed the six-sided snowflake swirling in the palm of her hand.

An Nianjiu saw a flash of white light in his eyes, and the snowflakes in Xuan Yue's palm turned into ice blades and flew towards Li Ying.

Lian Ying stood there with a smile but not a smile, letting the ice blade go straight to his chest.

As expected, Xuan Yue's secret technique suddenly dissipated as he approached Li Ying, and the ice blade fell to the ground and quickly melted into a puddle of water.

"I just saw that you were able to block the vortex cloud with your bare hands, and I felt something was wrong." Liao Ying's clear voice came from the other side, "It turns out that you are the protector of the spirit clan, so it is not surprising that you know some secret arts."

Xuan Yue raised her lips and smiled: "Then what are you? Are you the priestess of the Xi tribe?"

"Why did the people of the Great Snow Sect step out of the Western Wilderness?"

"It's funny. As a member of the Xi tribe, you came to this land of Central Continent, but you asked me why I set foot in the Western Wasteland?"

I just want to be with Mr. Yu! I also want him to be happy!"

"I don't understand." Lianying said expressionlessly.

"Don't you understand? It's precisely because of the existence of careerists like your disgusting master who are afraid of chaos in the world that Mr. Yu can't put down his sword in peace and do what he wants to do!"

Li Ying raised his sword: "Kill anyone who blocks our way."

"Come to my place first and give it a try!" Xuan Yue was full of momentum and refused to give in.

"Be careful, Miss Xuan Yue, the source of Wanfa Heart is the spirit control technique that can absolutely restrain the mystics!" An Nianjiu reminded nervously and worriedly.

Lian Ying's figure moved suddenly. Even without the blessing of Yun Ti Feng Shen, relying on the footwork of the Xi clan's martial arts, her movement trajectory was still agile and elusive.

An Nianjiu noticed that the sharp sword intent was coming from all directions. Although she wanted to fight back, she didn't have a weapon at hand.

Xuan Yue raised her left hand high, six-edged snowflakes swirled in her palm, and quickly condensed into a long knife that was taller than her.

An Nianjiu saw her grabbing the huge long knife with both hands, turning on the spot and driving the seven-foot-long blade forward to make a chopping motion.

This is too messy... and it's impossible to succeed... An Nianjiu didn't realize that she was gritting her teeth under the tension. She knew very well that the giant long knife in Xuan Yue's hand was made by secret techniques.

, when encountering the ancient sword Yunming that activates the source of all dharma, it will instantly shatter like a dream and a bubble!

The sound of breaking ice was heard in the air. Just as An Nianjiu expected, the ice and snow sword in Xuan Yue's hand collapsed and disintegrated the moment it came into contact with the ancient sword Yunming in Lian Ying's hand.

There was no suspense about the outcome of such a confrontation... Seeing the two figures getting closer and closer, the knife in Xuan Yue's hand became shorter and shorter during the collapse, and An Nianjiu lost all hope.

At this moment, a strange thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

Wait... The secret technique is indeed ineffective in front of the source of Wanfa, but how did she determine the direction of Yan Ying?

In An Nianjiu's eyes, Xuan Yue's choice of chopping direction seemed unreasonable, but it happened to meet Li Ying head-on. The martial arts footwork used by Li Ying was agile and agile, rarely seen in the world, and An Nianjiu couldn't do it all the time even with all his concentration.

Her position was accurately locked, but Xuan Yue's knife was right.

If you are not blind, then unless...
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