Wang Lang followed Qin Han’s butt and walked side by side with the King of Blowing Lights, “Who are you fighting with?”

The King of Blowing the Lights pulled his clothes and covered the wound. There was no bird king wave, and the former king wave walked up one step.

When Wang Lang walked up, he turned around and saw Huang Feishi and a few people coming through a window. Who knew where another person came out, holding a spear, blocking Huang Feishi and others.

"Damn it! Zhao Zilong?" Wang Lang screamed. "Does the hell have to gather the generals of Shu later? Will you have to gather all the characters of the Three Kingdoms for me later?"

The King of Blowing Lights looked outside through the window, "It seems that Liu Chenghan is here."

Qin Han also looked through the window and frowned, "It seems that there are quite a lot of people coming this time."

"Liu Chenghan? Who? Why haven't you heard of it?" Wang Lang leaned over and asked.

The King of Blowing the Lights looked very tired and went up to the third floor first. Qin Han explained to Wang Lang, "This Liu Chenghan was only released after the Dragon King disappeared more than ten years ago. He claimed to be the descendant of Liu Xuande. There were three followers. It was rumored to be the descendant of Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun. They are still looking for descendants of Huang Zhong and Ma Chao. They want to gather all the five tiger generals of Shu Kingdom."

"Damn it!" Wang Lang stared, "Is there any of Cao Chengwei or Sun Chengwu's?"

Qin Han smiled, "Nothing is there."

Wang Lang followed Qin Han to the third floor. Qin Han walked straight to the weapon stand and tinkered it a few times. A square hole suddenly opened on the top plate, and a wooden ladder was stretched out from above. The King of Light Blowing Lights took the lead and leaned out his head. Then he walked down, "No one."

Then the two walked towards the fourth floor. Qin Han signaled, and the King of Blowing Lights made some tricks on the treasure chest in the middle. The treasure chest stretched up from the top and finally opened the top plate. There was a ladder under the treasure chest.

The King of Light Blowing the Light climbed up, stretched his neck and looked up, then jumped down again.

"No."

Qin Han then walked upwards. While the treasure chest did not land, Wang Lang looked up through the opening and could vaguely see a statue inside, a statue of a woman. The face of the statue looked towards a place, and the treasure chest returned to its original position.

Wang Lang followed up to the fifth floor. When he went up, Qin Han was slapping on Maitun, and then he saw the black wheat inside surging up. Finally, he reached a certain level. Wang Lang saw the entire fifth floor lifting up.

After going up, Wang Lang found that nothing had changed around him. Only Maitun in the middle disappeared, but it was replaced by a sculpture. The faceless sculpture was facing the sky, and his hands were also spreading towards the sky. There were two lines of tears on his face. The tears were carved, which was very obvious.

Qin Han looked at the murals on the wall and sighed softly.

"It should be on the ninth floor." The King of Light Blowing Light said.

Wang Lang knew that there was a mezzanine in this place, but he didn't expect that this place would be so hidden. If he had found it himself, he would have to find the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month.

Just like an elevator, the floor where Wang Lang was located began to descend, and finally returned to its original appearance.

Several people went up to the sixth floor. If they really counted, this should be the eighth floor.

Qin Han stood in front of the sand table, looking at everything on the sand table.

"Black Dragon King, if you are here to attack the city, how can you attack?" Qin Han suddenly pointed to a place on the sand table and asked Wang Lang.

Wang Lang took out his ears and looked at the terrain, "What are you attacking? There is something wrong with the construction of this city. It is pure nonsense to build it on the mountain. The water in the city passes from here. As long as the water source is cut off, the people inside will explode in place within a week, and they will have to explode the nests themselves. If they attack, I will retreat to this place and guard it. Anyway, I will grab the water source and they will definitely not survive without water." Wang Lang pointed to the topographic map on the sand table and spoke.

Qin Han smiled slightly, "The Black Dragon King is worthy of being the Black Dragon King. He thought of a countermeasure after taking a look."

"Sweet." Wang Lang said modestly.

Qin and Han cut off a river above the sand tray, and then they saw the top plate descending, and this layer was also rising. A rectangular hole appeared in the middle of the top plate, and Wang Lang and others below went up from the hole.

There were several people sitting in the room above, and there was a big fat man sitting in the seat of the main person, the one who came out of the coffin and scared Lu Mowei.

It is Pan Pangzi, the owner of Dayuanzi, whose real name is Pan Yao. The former owner of Dayuanzi was his father. His father had a cold before, so the fat man took over Dayuanzi. This fat man is quite famous in the Heicheng area. He used to be a second-generation ancestor and was quite important in speaking on the Heicheng Road. Now he has taken over Dayuanzi and monopolized most of the business in the antique industry. If you want to do this business, you basically have to come to Dayuanzi. Moreover, there are many people in the Dayuanzi, and eating elixirs happen from time to time.

In addition to Pan Yao, there were three others, one of the thin old man I saw in the coffin before, sitting listlessly like a sick chicken.

There is also a middle-aged man wearing a hat. He is quite handsome, with big ears and long arms. His beard on his chin and under his nose is neatly trimmed. However, this outfit is indeed quite shocking, he is dressed in a torn manner, and his shoes on his feet are exposed with big thumbs.

Next to the man was a very hip-hop man with his head against the wall, his neck was hung with big gold chains, crotch pants, flower arms, and high-waisted canvas shoes. He also had many rings on his hands. He was covered with a hat on his face, and there was a damn on the hat, so he couldn't see what he looked like.

The King of Light Blowing Lights and Qin Han sat in the corner without saying a word. Wang Lang originally wanted to sit next to Qin Han, but in the end he held back and sat in the other corner.

No one spoke, and he heard a fight below. After a while, the middle part cracked and a few people came up. One was Huang Feishi, and a wealthy man who looked very rich was next to him. He was not the kind of rich man who was no longer-lasting. From his temperament, he could see that his clothes were brands that ordinary people did not recognize. Inadvertently, the watch on his wrist was exposed for more than five million.

Huang Feishu was full of annoyance as soon as he came up, "Pang Pang, what the hell do you mean? What invitation? What's going on below? Did you do it on purpose?"

Pan Yao held a toothpick in his mouth and laughed out loud, "It was intentional."

"Fuck!" Huang Feishi shouted angrily.

Pan Yao snorted coldly, and the hum was like a pig hum.

The man wearing a hat suddenly looked at Wang Lang, "Is this the Black Dragon King of the Dragon Gate?"
Chapter completed!