"It's really wonderful. This King of Lanling is indeed a great hero. The weapons on it look really awesome!"
Seeing his excitement, Qian Duoduo naturally felt very happy. When the two of them were about to turn around and leave with the book of war in hand, suddenly an arrow came towards them, hitting the book of war in Sima Xuanyuan's hand with a 'pop' sound, and quickly inserted it.
on the wall.
Qian Duoduo and Sima Xuanyuan turned to look at the military books on the wall, and quickly turned to look across the way. They saw a man standing at the door of the tomb. The bow and arrow in his hand had not yet been put down, and a pair of blue-purple eyes were looking at him.
Staring at the two of them, a sinister smile that made people shudder appeared under the angular and charming face.
"Who?" Sima Xuanyuan shouted sharply, pulled out the long sword from his waist, squinted his eagle eyes, and stared at the opponent: "Who is here? Tell me your name!"
The charming man calmly put down the bow and arrow in his hand. His tall and strong figure made people feel unattainable. His long golden hair fell around his waist like a waterfall and was slightly tied up. His high-grade lavender clothes looked noble and mysterious.
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The two men looked at each other, as if they could feel the pressure and murderous intent the other brought to them without using words. Qian Duoduo looked at Sima Xuanyuan in surprise, and then turned to look at the mysterious man with blue eyes, shocked.
He shouted: "Oh my God, Persian cat!"
"Persian cat?" The charming man raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Qian Duoduo standing next to him, rolled his eyes and didn't take her seriously at all.
Sima Xuanyuan snorted coldly: "Huh! You haven't answered my question yet!"
As the man walked towards them, he slowly said a few words: "Huangpu Aotian!"
As soon as these four words came out, Sima Xuanyuan's face instantly turned cold. Without saying a word, he raised the sword in his hand and pointed it straight in front of him: "Stop, once you step over this line, it means we are going to war!"
The smell of gunpowder in the entire tomb was so strong that it was about to ignite at one o'clock. Qian Duoduo thought for a long time, slapped his head, and shouted: "Ah, Huangpu Aotian? Why does it sound so familiar? It turns out that you are the prince of the Guanhe Kingdom!"
Huangpu Aotian stood there, looked down at the floor, and couldn't help but sneered, folding his hands on his chest, a pair of blue pupils glowing with a cold light: "Oh, you just want to start a war with me?
Sima Xuanyuan!"
Sima Xuanyuan frowned fiercely. It seemed that this guy was well prepared, and he knew his name, which meant that he had a plan to enter the tomb. He had been chasing and tracking him for such a long time but he had never taken action.
, just to follow them into the tomb, this prince of the Guanxi Kingdom: Huangpu Aotian, is indeed as rumored, a really sinister and terrifying man.
Huangpu Aotian glanced at the two of them coldly, then stretched out his hand, and seven or eight bodyguards followed him in, each holding the crescent scimitar in his hand.
Huangpu Aotian's blue eyes stared straight at the military book on the wall behind them, and he uttered one word coldly from the corner of his mouth: "Kill!"
After that, the seven or eight guards rushed towards the two of them. Qian Duoduo was so frightened that he didn't know what to do. Sima Xuanyuan pulled her up and shouted: "You will see the situation for yourself later, and run away at the critical moment!"
"Ah!" Qian Duoduo sat down on the ground in shock. Sima Xuanyuan raised the long sword in her hand and was surrounded by the group of subordinates. She held the side of the huge coffin and looked timidly towards the opposite side.