It was like a beast's roar, a continuous low roar.

Then the people who entered the secret room were the maid and the twins [Xia Ji] and Bai Zhi... Zhao Huaian at the end had a surprised and uncertain expression on his face.

Like Sikong Zhaiyue, Zhao Huaian's reaction when he suddenly saw Mr. Luo in the secret room was almost as if he had met him.

"Is it early for me to come in?" the maid asked softly.

"No matter when you come." Mr. Luo smiled slightly and handed the code in his hand to her hand.

"The Code of Ur-Nam?" The moment she got it, the maid already knew the name of the code, "It turns out that the Red King here is him..."

"Who do you know?" Mr. Luo asked curiously.

The maid said: "Sometimes, I hear some legends about this person occasionally, but they are quite confusing... Master, are you interested?"

Mr. Luo shook his head slightly, but his eyes were fixed on Sikong Zhaiyue.

At this time, the broken blood feathers that protruded from Sikong Zhaiyue's back seemed to have stopped growing - like a pair of underdeveloped and deformed wings, one large and one small, but both wings were damaged.

Sikong Zhaiyue, whose whole body was already wet with sweat, was panting heavily... The figure that originally looked old had become fuller due to this strange change, and it seemed that his body had also become taller.

He slowly propped up his body and looked at his hands silently - at this time, Sikong Zhaiyue's appearance was much younger, and could even be described as being in the prime of life.

While Zhao Huaian was observing closely, his palm quietly rested on the handle of Xiuchun's sword... He tentatively said: "Old senior? Sikong Zhaiyue?"

"Are you afraid of me?" Sikong Zhiyue said calmly at this time, with a rich and powerful voice, "How can you be afraid of me, a bad old man who has practiced the art of fighting false gods?"

"Senior, you are so funny." Zhao Huaian smiled, "But it depends on the occasion... So, how should I call you, Sikong Zhaiyue? Or something else... You can't tell me that you are a

Demon?"

Sikong Zhaiyue remained silent, but his eyes had already fallen on the code in the young lady's hand.

Then I saw the young lady raised her eyes.

Sikong Zhaiyue swallowed his saliva instantly and shook his head with a wry smile, "I don't dare to steal your things... I just didn't expect that what is hidden here is not the [Red King Armor], but Urnam's code...

…I never expected that everything I thought I had given up would wake up when I heard the name of Ur-Nam again, something hidden deep in my heart.”

"I think the old gentleman must have more exciting stories." Mr. Luo smiled slightly: "There is only this code here, and [Red King Kai] is not here... but the suspended stone slab here is inscribed with [Red City]

You can read the historical text of this lost country."

"Are these historical texts?" Zhao Huaian looked at the huge floating stone slabs in surprise.

Mr. Luo nodded and said: "Yes, if Mr. Zhao is interested, you can also make a rubbing... Maybe it will allow you to have something to share when you go back, so that you won't get nothing."

Zhao Huaian smiled calmly and said: "I'm a martial artist, what's the use of this thing... Even if it's for business, it should be a priceless treasure. Besides, Mr. Yu also said that the person on this trip

The income does not need to be turned over."

Mr. Luo just smiled politely and said nothing more.

Zhao Huaian felt like a light was on his back... He mused: "However, I do know some things about this senior Sikong that others don't know."

Mr. Luo suddenly said: "Do you know more than Mr. Yu?"

Zhao Huaian shrugged and said: "Your Excellency is far-sighted, grasps the general situation, and is a person with decision-making power. You don't need to know everything clearly."

"What do you know about me?" Sikong Zhaiyue rolled his eyes, "Since you started following me, I have felt that you are not a simple boy. Don't play the game of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. After all, there is a bigger one here.

Tiger, be careful of playing with fire and get burned."

Zhao Huaian said: "I don't have the ambition to eat tigers. I'm just a dawdler. It's easy to go out. If I don't have to, I don't want to wade into this muddy water...Old senior, the current situation is actually very difficult.

I understand, if we want to survive, we can only show some sincerity?"

The two of them looked at each other at this moment, and then they looked at Mr. Luo together with a tacit understanding!

Then he saw Sikong Zhaiyue rushing forward suddenly, and then Zhao Huaian, not to be outdone, pulled Sikong Zhaiyue hard and pulled him back - Sikong Zhaiyue held down Zhao Huaian's head with his backhand, and even inserted his fingers into his

In the nostrils.

Zhao Huaian counterattacked, his waist suddenly exerted force and rolled up directly, his legs directly clamped Sikong Zhaiyue's neck, and pushed him to the ground.

"Respecting the old and caring for the young is the traditional virtue of Alliance people! Boy, I'm already old, and you won't give in to me?"

"Senior, life and death come first. I will die as a Taoist friend but not as a poor Taoist. Even if you let your mother out, this is what I will do!"

"Good boy... Wuwuwu??" Sikong Zhaiyue's eyes widened instantly.

At this time, Zhao Huaian filled his mouth directly with the handle of the knife.

"Master Luo... ah no, Master Luo, we have something to say!" Zhao Huaian found an opportunity, "This old man is not a good person... Bah, this old man is not a human at all! As you can see, he is a genuine alien!

And it’s the bloodline of the [Feather Clan] spiritual species! It’s a descendant of the [Feather Clan] sacrificial lineage, any ancient gold-touching family is just trying to fool people!”

Mr. Luo blinked his eyes. It was rare for people to fight to expose themselves like this... But are these two guys too keen?

"Old sir, is that so?"

Zhao Huaian didn't give old man Sikong a chance to speak at all. After stabbing him hard with the handle of the knife a few times, he quickly said: "Master Luo, think about it carefully. How can a descendant of the Mojin family have such great abilities?"

, being able to dig a hole directly into the treasure house of the Red King, and even be able to come and go freely in the Red King's Tomb? This is not a skill at all, but the old man himself is extremely familiar with the Red King's Tomb.

The structure...even the barriers we experienced on the road! In the Red King era, the [Feather Clan] was a race that specialized in setting up barriers! I seriously doubt that Sikong Judu is not his biological child, but just a tool he uses to hide others.

People, otherwise it would be such a trap..."

After analysis, Zhao Huaian was extremely happy and sad, but Sikong Zhaiyue found a flaw. At this time, Sikong Zhaiyue, who had a strong physique, stiffened his waist and pushed Zhao Huaian away from his body. The broken blood feathers behind him

They closed it instantly and clamped Lao Zhao directly - the old man now strangled Lao Zhao's neck with both hands.

"Good boy, you know a lot. Now I am becoming more and more suspicious of which old monster you are hiding in the brocade clothes." Sikong Zhaiyue spat and said with a sinister smile: "You are not Zhao Huaian at all, are you?"

Zhao Huaian's cheeks turned the color of pig liver at this time, but the old man pinched harder and harder.

Sikong Zhaiyue looked at Mr. Luo and sneered: "I said before, I have seen Baigang's brocade clothes coming in and out of the [Red King's Tomb] several times, right? I remember every Baigang who has entered the [Red King's Tomb]

Jinyi, there is indeed Zhao Huaian among them! But this boy's reaction is wrong! If he is really the real Zhao Huaian, why can he remain calm after hearing what I said? He can not believe it, he can be suspicious, or even

I could have refuted it, but I didn’t, instead I accepted it!”

I saw Mr. Luo looking thoughtful at this time.

Sikong Zhaiyue was about to continue saying something, but his eyes quickly met Zhao Huaian's eyes - in an instant, the two of them separated directly, and turned into escaping streams of light, one on the left and the other on the right, and rushed out of the secret room.

Upon seeing this, [Xia Ji] spread out the feathers of structure directly behind her...it was only a small distance away.

"No need." Mr. Luo suddenly waved his hand.

[Xia Ji] paused momentarily, only showing a hint of doubt.

Mr. Luo smiled and said: "If there are not enough actors on the stage, it will be difficult for the dancers who have already appeared on the stage."

"Actor?" [Xia Ji] looked even more confused.

Mr. Luo said: "Do you... want to participate in this performance?"

[Xia Ji] said without thinking: "The master's wishes are the criteria for my actions."

The moment the voice sounded, the maid who was reading the code suddenly raised her head and glanced at [Xia Ji]... gently.

"What about you?" Mr. Luo looked at Bai Zhi again.

She just opened her bright eyes with an innocent look.

"It's fun." Mr. Luo seemed to be tempting.

Bai Zhi tilted her head... Bai Zhi, white paper.

"Then it's decided." Mr. Luo seemed to make a decision happily, and then waved to the maid: "Let's go and arrange the stage as well as possible... There are guests from far away, so we can't be rude.

.”

"OK."

…

…

"You didn't come after me?"

Two streams of light hurriedly crawled out of the ground one after the other - it was surprisingly the bathing place in the Chiwang Palace.

Sikong Zhaiyue and Zhao Huaian looked at each other in confusion. The two of them rushed out of the door without making any pause - Zhao Huaian was still following Sikong Zhaiyue at this time.

"You bastard, why are you following me?"

"Old senior, no matter where this car is going, you should take me with you!" Zhao Huaian said without blushing and out of breath: "I have twenty-five years of single driving experience. If you stop unexpectedly, you still have to take me with you!"

I'll help you hold it!"

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Sikong Zhaiyue suddenly sneered, "To tell you the truth, no one who has ever seen me in this state exists anymore."

Sikong Zhaiyue suddenly opened his pupils.

I saw that Zhao Huaian was like a ghost at this time. He caught up with him instantly, even pressed against his back, wrapped his hands around his neck, held his head, and gently twisted it to the left. .

"Old senior, I said...take me with you, okay?"

Sikong Zhaiyue felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave at this time. He only felt a breath that seemed to come from the netherworld invaded his body - he couldn't help but shuddered and said in a trembling voice: "You... who are you..."

At this moment, Zhao Huaian suddenly whispered in Sikong Zhaiyue's ear, "Vacuum hometown..."
To be continued...