"Please believe in my father and the others. The final victory will still belong to us. Elder, please don't hesitate any longer and follow us to the main hall."
Yuwen Lengnian yelled at the dozen elder guards who wanted to squeeze in: "What are you doing? The clan is in crisis. If you don't go to help, why are you pushing in?"
"Hurry up and help the patriarch." The three elders, who were a little panicked by the successive changes, also shouted. They had never encountered such a situation, and their authority was usually obtained only by age and blood relationship. In addition,
As I reached my old age, I made the most wrong decision in my life.
"Yes, yes, yes." The guards had some doubts in their hearts and felt that something was not right. However, they had to obey the elder's order. After a slight hesitation, they rushed towards the imperial mausoleum. However, to be careful, they still left five guards behind.
Responsible for care.
"Elder, please" Yuwen Lengxun snorted in his heart, grabbed one of them and walked forward quickly. Yuwen Lengnian and his cronies also picked up the two, almost kidnapping them and rushed forward. They just thought it was a kidnapping.
Their anxious elders gritted their teeth and endured the physical pain without blaming them for their rudeness.
But after walking for a while and turning a few turns, the three of them discovered that something was wrong. This direction was not to go to the main hall!
"Hey, hey, where are you going? Where are you going?"
"Xun'er, aren't you going to the main hall?"
"The main hall? Haha, you will never be able to go to the main hall. I will take you to a better place."
"What do you mean? Where to go?" The three of them still didn't understand.
"Go to...hell...hell..." Yuwen Lengnian lay down and whispered in the ear of one of the elders. Before he could react, he stabbed his heart with the long knife in his hand.
puff
His eyes suddenly widened, and the elder stared blankly at the long knife that had entered his body. Before his death, his brain seemed to be suddenly flexible, and he also thought of some horrifying possibility.
"You...you...will push the Hidden Clan...to..." His mouth trembled, and thick blood gurgled out, but the fire of life slowly dissipated under the stirring blade of Leng Nian until it went out.
Puff, the other two elders were also stabbed through their bodies, and they died miserably and unwillingly. As for the five guards, they were surrounded and hacked to death without even having time to react.
"Nian'er, let's go!" Yu Wen Lengxun didn't even look at the body on the ground. He shook his head towards Nian'er and quickly evacuated. Only a few people were left behind to create an illusion and blame Di Cheng.
"Smash!!!" Inside the cave, Di Cheng urged urgently. He couldn't guess what trap Yuwen Huangxue had laid, but the longer time passed, the more dangerous his situation would become.
"Harder, smash!" Yang Jing Dahan's clenched teeth had begun to ooze blood, and his arms were numb from the shock, but the stone wall in front of him was also hit so hard that it was about to collapse.
Boom, boom, boom hit ten times in a row. A hole finally appeared on Dahan's side. One area collapsed, and the surrounding areas were no longer able to support it. Under the successive impacts, a black hole as high as a person finally appeared, and bursts of putrid smell drifted away.
.
After waiting for a while, there was some fresh air inside, and Di Cheng threw all the five torches he had prepared into it, firstly to measure whether the oxygen content inside was sufficient, and secondly to see if there was any poisonous gas.
The blazing torch flickered clearly for a few times, and soon slowly lit up again.
When they came to the entrance of the cave and looked inside, they found that the layout inside was very simple. In addition to the rotten and broken utensils on the floor, there was a dusty sarcophagus. There were also many complex murals carved on the stone walls, but they had no interest or time to view them.
This mausoleum, which may have considerable archaeological value, has three pairs of eyes fixed on a simple stone table. There are two charming and smooth night pearls, several weird weapons, and also a rolled up
of small scrolls.
Parchment rolls!
"I'm going!" Di Cheng put on his leather gloves, took a deep breath, held his breath, and quickly rushed into the dim mausoleum cave. In order to avoid the existence of the mechanism, Di Cheng's ghostly body was fully deployed, and he rushed to the stone table in the blink of an eye.
, grabbed the scroll, and turned back. The whole process happened in the blink of an eye.
Exhaling heavily, Di Cheng couldn't help but feel a little scared. After all, there was a corpse inside that had been silent for more than a thousand years. The eerie aura filled the entire cave, making outsiders afraid.
"Is it a parchment scroll?" Yang Jing came up and dusted it with a rag. He wanted to unfold it, but was stopped by Di Cheng.
"Give it to Skynet intact. No matter whether it is true or not, we have completed the mission. Let's go and leave this snowy mountain!" Di Cheng didn't want to stay any longer. Before his Tianmen had grown up,
, he really didn’t want to have anything to do with Yuwen Huangxue again.
At this moment, the melee outside the cave has reached a stalemate. Almost all the Yin tribe members who were attending the ancestor worship ceremony in the martial arts field rushed over. There were four hundred people, surrounded by the guards. The warlike bloodline passed by Yuwen Huangxue.
The hard work of father and son has awakened them. Both men and women have considerable strength. Facing the bloody attack of Shalang and others, they all come forward with swords without any fear.
"Yang Jing, Dahan, King Kong, open the gap, everyone in the Guards, retreat!" Rushing out of the cave, Di Cheng roared, swinging his right leg like an iron whip to hit the lower abdomen of the Yin tribe in front of him, with surging power
He was thrown away. Xi Yuhuang followed closely and joined the battle circle, freeing all the entangled brothers like a sharp blade scraping bones, stirring up bursts of blood in the sky.
"Grandpa Yang is here." Yang Jing screamed strangely. Instead of using any skills, he just waved the hammer in his hand and rushed towards the crowd like crazy. Dahan followed suit and didn't care about anything. He held the hammer in both hands.
Rushing over. Like two hammer whirlwinds, the terrifying aura not only forced the guards to retreat, but the Yin tribe people were also frightened and fled quickly. Seeing Di Cheng coming out, the snow lions were already waiting impatiently in front of the big bell.
He roared wildly and pounced on the crowd.
Although Di Cheng and the others are only four people, their super strength can often produce unimaginable impact in such melees, and the boost to the morale of the Guards cannot be ignored.
"Chong Chong" broke out fiercely, and the Guards left the battlefield one after another and gathered towards Dahan Yang Jing who was charging into the gap. Di Cheng and Xi Yuhuang were still charging through the crowd, rescuing brothers who were trapped one after another.
Guards, Di Cheng will never be left behind!
In less than ten minutes, with the joint efforts of everyone, the gap was completely opened. The gathered guards used all their strength to tear and expand the gap.
"Retreat!" He grabbed the last member of the Guards who was in a frenzy and threw him towards the troops behind him. Di Cheng, Xi Yuhuang and Sha Lang, all covered in blood, quickly gathered together.
Hundreds of Yin tribesmen all stared at them with selective and devouring eyes, and slowly pressed on them. Their heavy breathing and suppressed breath echoed in the empty square and echoed among the thousand-meter clouds.
Soon, Yang Jing was the first to approach the edge of the cliff. His body swayed, he quickly stopped and waved his hand back. A member of the Guards quickly jumped down and rushed down the mountain.
One jumped down, the second followed immediately with Yang Jing's wave, the third, the fourth...one after another.
The guardians of the Yin clan were extremely angry, but the terrifying moves made by Di Cheng and the others had shocked them so much that no one dared to attack again. They just relied on their numbers and momentum to confront them. Until there were fewer and fewer guards, eight
There were only a dozen or so of the dozen people left, and the Yin clan who couldn't stand it any longer roared and charged forward.
However, at this moment, no amount of pursuit was ineffective. Di Cheng and the others sneered, jumped down, scraped against the snow, and flew down the mountain.
"Chase!!!" shouted by a few leaders, at least 200 of the hundreds of Yin tribe members jumped from the cliff nearly 2,000 meters away and chased angrily through the thick snow.
Behind a rock halfway up the mountain, Ye Wantong put down her binoculars, breathed a sigh of relief, waved to the sisters behind, and quickly evacuated from another direction. In order to avoid being discovered by Skynet, they could not show up casually. Since Di Cheng was basically safe,
You must evacuate quickly and meet at the designated location.
Running wildly and chasing all the way, the distance of nearly a thousand meters was quickly reached. Di Cheng and others, who could hardly stop their steps, rushed into the sparse forest below, quickly dispersed, and disappeared in the shadow of the forest.
Di Cheng only led Yang Jing, Sha Lang, and Snow Lion to rush forward quickly. He first deliberately guided the pursuers behind him, and then disappeared from their sight after reaching the dense forest area.
"MD, you're chasing so hard." Sha Lang's heart almost jumped out of his chest as he ran so fast. He clung to the tree trunk tightly, huffing and puffing.
"It's almost done. Let's take a short rest. Let's evacuate quickly. Anne is still waiting there." Taking out the parchment from his arms, Di Cheng also leaned on the tree trunk and gasped.
"I'm going home, I'm leaving this damn place soon." Yang Jing laughed and patted the snow lion's big head. He wanted to make a joke, but the snow lion, which was also lying on the ground panting, suddenly ran away.
Get up and stare straight ahead.
With their hearts beating slightly, Di Cheng and the other two tensed up their nerves and followed the snow lion's gaze, but at first glance... their pupils all shrank.
"Yuwen Huangxue!"
PS: Third update, continue in the evening
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