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"Wei Dao, let's not cry." Wu Bujie hugged Zhang Weidao's shoulder with sympathy and comforted him, "It's just a curse. According to the content of the curse, as long as you don't reveal the secrets of the temple and Miao Yi, it will not happen forever."

"What if? What if I don't want to say something and let it go? What if I accidentally talk to my sleep?" Zhang Weidao jumped up and roared hysterically. Then, he fell to the ground and whimpered, "What if something happened to me, what's the point of my life? Wuwu~ Lao Wang, how did you offend Sister Yan Zi? Wuwu~ Brother has been cheated by you."

At this moment.

Miao Yi's eyes were cast on Wubujie and she said coldly: "Little monk, it's your turn."

"Hmm?" Wu Bujie widened his eyes, pointed at his face in disbelief, and stammered, "Yan, Sister Yan Zi. I, I am a monk, so I don't need it, right?"

"That's right, you reminded me." Yan Shi Miao Yi glanced at him coldly, nodded seriously and said, "It is not terrible for you, a monk, to lose your fertility alone."

Wu Bujie was like a basin of ice water, which was cold from the beginning to the feet, and shouted in a creepy voice: "Sister Yanzi, don't. Losing fertility is already scary enough for me. Please, don't, Yaqi."

"Hmph, it seems that you, the little monk, are not honest. Sure enough, what kind of people make friends? You and that despicable son of flame are definitely birds of a feather." Yan Shi Mu Yi's third last eye shot out a golden light, covering Wu Bujie.

"I curse you!"

"With the laws of the universe, the new human monk in front of you, if you dare to reveal any clues about the temple and me, you will permanently lose your fertility and will fall in love with the same sex!"

With the vast and magnificent sound, it sounded in Wubujie's ears. He was as if he was struck by countless thunders, and the thunder was so burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, **********.

"No, I don't want to lose my fertility, I don't want to like homosexuals! Help, Lao Wang!"

"Hehehe, it's too late. You must keep the secret for me in the future, hehehehehe!"

A series of evil laughter sounded at the entrance of the temple.

All the superpowers shivered and felt the despair of the end.

...

Just as Wang Yan's friends were receiving the "evil" curse of Yan Zi Miao Yi.

Wang Yan and the three-legged golden crow appeared outside a side hall inside the temple. The entrance of this side hall is magnificent, with extremely exquisite architectural decoration and mechanisms. Just like the entire temple, even after millions of years, it is still spotless, as if it is newly built.

Especially on the main entrance of the side hall, there is a sealing formation that looks like gold cast, which looks extremely gorgeous, but exudes a mysterious and majestic aura.

"Quake!" The three-legged golden crow conveyed the spiritual message proudly and said, "Old Wang, how about it? Is this god's acting great? Now that slutty woman is busy laying a curse, it is impossible to find that we have joined forces to open the treasure."

"Acting skills, are you also called acting skills?" Wang Yan hugged his hands, looked at the magnificent door with his eyes, and said unhappily, "It's too exaggerated. If I hadn't saved the scene in time, you would have been slapped to death by the elder sister Yan Zi."

"Hey, my acting skills are Oscar-level actors. You didn't see my eyes at that time, despair, sadness, and helplessness. But you have rude methods and extremely cruel. It still hurts to pinch my throat." The three-legged golden crow complained and buryed Wang Yan.

"Come on, you are the remnant soul of a bird. What pain does it hurt? If I don't pinch it harder, I might be able to see through the elder sister Yan Zi. Since I want to act, I will naturally have to act more seriously." Wang Yan looked at the door with a little head-on look, and turned his head and said, "Dainiao, please confirm that it is really this place?"

The three-legged golden crow hummed twice and said with confidence, "Comrade Lao Wang, the remaining memories of this god tell me that it is here."

"Dainniao, are you sure?" Wang Yan touched his chin and said with a serious look, "Don't make the mistake of the place. We only have one chance. Your temple is a high-end copy. If you release a wave of SS, you and I will have to take care of it. Observe it carefully to see if you can recover more memories."

The three-legged golden crow flew around and croaked in dissatisfaction: "Old Wang, when were you so timid? You put ten thousand hearts on. Although I lost a lot of memories, my instinct told me that this place is very, very important in the imprint of my life. When I wanted to hide treasures in the past, I would definitely hide it in a very important place in my life."

Wang Yan took a few deep breaths and made up his mind to say, "Very good, then I will trust you once. Do you still remember how to open this door?"

"Of course, you turn the door rudder in the middle three times." The three-legged golden crow said with a stern face, "I remember clearly the order of opening the door, otherwise I wouldn't dare to visit you."

From this we can see that Wang Yan and the Three-legged Golden Crow had planned to arrive in this side hall.

It can solve the pursuit of the Japanese joint team, and rely on them to restrain the zombie Miao Yi, and also find a treasure to find the legacy left by the three-legged golden crow. It can be said that it can be said that it can be killed by three birds with one stone.

Legacy, yes, is legacy.

The three-legged golden crow was the sun god "La" back then, but unfortunately the sun god back then had already fallen, leaving only such a wisp of residual soul with incomplete memories. Naturally, it can only be regarded as a legacy.

Wang Yan grabbed the cold door rudder and turned slightly, but it didn't turn. Then he continued to apply force, and after using 80% or 90% of the force, the heavy door rudder slowly turned.

"Dainniao, your sect is really heavy." Wang Yan said while turning, "If it were ordinary people, they wouldn't be able to move." He was not telling a joke. In terms of power, Wang Yan is quite terrible, even compared with a pure power superpower, it is no less than that.

"Nonsense, this god is the sun god 'la'." The three-legged golden wu said with sternness, "The supreme existence of ancient civilizations, can the treasure house of things be so simple? However, when this god's power was many times greater than you, it could turn with just one claw. Turn right, turn right three times, and then turn left three times~"

"I'll take it." Wang Yan said angrily, "When you designed the password, could you not make it like this? You also twisted your neck and butt with three circles on the left and three circles on the right."

In desperation, he had to continue spinning. He used too much force and his arms were slightly sore.

"Son of Flame, you must be patient and be more patient. Who makes you too weak? I think that with one thought of this god, I could easily twist the lock of the mechanism." The three-legged golden crow flapped her wings excitedly, and the pure flames danced around, "Here comes, let's open it."

With the noise of the three-legged golden crow, it seemed as if the relief door made of pure gold slowly opened. A series of dazzling golden light shone out from the "treasure house".

"This is!?"

Wang Yan's heart tightened and his eyes widened. He saw a small statue of the Sun God "La" standing in the center of the "Treasure House". It was five or six meters high, with birds and orcs, and the whole body was shining with golden light. The feather crown on the head of the "bird" was paved with glass-colored gems.

Especially the pair of eyes, polished and inlaid with black and white gems, emitting a terrifying light like a living creature. Its right hand held a scepter, which was filled with purple light, and was made of the legendary purple gold.

Purple gold is an extremely rare precious metal. Only a small part of it will be used in refining and creating some high-level magic weapons, which can greatly improve the performance of magic weapons.

Zijin is extremely expensive and is almost monopolized by powerful superpowers or organizations. It is almost impossible to buy it in RMB or US dollars.

The scepter "La" by the Sun God is all made of purple gold, which is extremely sexy.

The most important thing is that there is a golden crystal the size of a fist on the top of the scepter. Wang Yan didn't know what it was, but golden lights in the entire "treasure house" were emitted by the golden crystal.

It is like a small sun, illuminating thousands of square meters of space, with a soft light, as if covered with a layer of golden glow.

"Quaguagua~" The three-legged golden crow snarled excitedly, "See, this is the statue of this god. It's so handsome and awesome. Every line on the body is full of domineering charm. Comrade Lao Wang, is this god much more handsome than you?"

"Bang!"

Wang Yan slapped it and smashed it to the ground, saying angrily, "I can't see a bird at all, what's so handsome. But this statue is quite slim. When packaged, it can be sold for a lot of money."

"No~" The three-legged golden crow climbed up from the ground, flapping her wings and grabbed Wang Yan, "Boss, this is the most handsome statue of this god. Don't sell it. If you want to sell it, just sell it to me."

"If you were a complete three-legged golden crow, you could still sell it for some money. Unfortunately, it's just a wisp of residual soul now, which is not worth much." Wang Yan quickly put the statue into the storage space.

Fortunately, before coming to participate in the competition, there were a lot of empty space in the storage space, otherwise such a large statue might not be able to be installed.

After installing the dazzling statue, Wang Yan had the time to look at other things. Suddenly, he discovered something wrong. Yes, the whole room was full of magnificent decorations.

However, the question is, what happened to that huge bed that was seven or eight meters long?

Combined with some dressing tables, the atmosphere is decorated.

This is clearly a bedroom!

"Puff!" Wang Yan almost vomited old blood and grabbed the three-legged golden crow's neck, "Dainniao, where is the treasure house that was agreed to be? Where is the magic weapon that was agreed to be!? What did you take me into the bedroom for doing?"
Chapter completed!