Xin Moge waited for a short moment, then his impatience showed on his brows, "Don't test my patience."
Xi Zhuo resolutely refused to give in, "Xin Moge, I don't believe you really dare to destroy the imperial mausoleum and let Feng Yu and your parents be buried underneath."
Xin Moge frowned, his face darkened. The entire imperial mausoleum could not be blown up for a while. He could wait for a while to see if Feng Yu could come out on her own. But if time passed and the imperial mausoleum collapsed, Feng Yu
It was dangerous down there. But he couldn't show the slightest worry, just like before, otherwise it would only let Xi Zhuo know how heavy the chips in his hand were, making Xi Zhuo even more reluctant to let go.
Seeing Xin Moge's silence, Xi Zhuo felt that he had regained half of the game, and a sneer flashed across his face.
Xin Moge also sneered, and replied in a tone like a bet: "Okay, let's see who can't calm down first in the end." As he said that, Xin Moge said to the injured man behind him.
The secret guard ordered, "Go and call a few people outside, and take them down immediately to look for him below."
The injured secret guard took the order, turned around and went out, and within a short time he brought back ten secret guards.
Following Xin Moge's order, all the secret guards immediately went down to search for him.
Xi Zhuo looked ugly and wanted to stop him.
Xin Moge stayed where he was, and neither Xi Zhuo nor anyone in the imperial mausoleum in front of him could move.
The ground was still shaking, and there were two vibrations every once in a while. Although the palace of the imperial mausoleum was solidly built, it could not withstand such constant bombardment, and soon dust fell down.
Xi Zhuo's hands secretly tightened under his sleeves, and every vibration and every particle of dust falling from his head tested him.
In the secret passage of the underground imperial mausoleum, Feng Yu, Xin Haoyan and the secret guard holding Shangguan Feihong's body speeded up again and again. Dust also fell from their heads, and more and more fell, and candles burned on the stone walls.
They were all shaking.
"Young Madam." The secret guard who had been found saw the figures of Feng Yu and others from a distance, and quickly came forward.
When Feng Yu saw a secret guard coming to meet her, she hurriedly asked: "Is he out?"
Of course the secret guard understood who Feng Yu was asking and nodded.
Feng Yu looked at it and her heart completely relaxed, "Let's go out immediately."
In the hall above, Xin Moge was still in a stalemate with Xi Zhuo and the people in the imperial tomb.
Feng Yu, who was walking at the front and came out first, saw Xin Moge and immediately walked over quickly, taking three steps at a time and two steps at a time.
Xin Moge turned around when he heard the voice and saw that Feng Yu was safe and sound. His heart was completely relieved. God knows how worried he was about her from the moment they separated in the secret room, especially after hearing that dark and hoarse voice.
The voice threatened that she was already in their hands.
Xi Zhuo looked at it and was so angry that he took advantage of Xin Moge's distraction when he looked at Feng Yu. He quickly made a move, flew forward, and struck Xin Moge with a palm that exerted ten levels of internal strength.
"Be careful." Feng Yu saw this scene with her peripheral vision and hurriedly warned Xin Moge who was looking at her.
Simoge struck back with a backhand palm.
But Xi Zhuo's move was actually just an illusion. Almost as soon as Xin Moge hit back, his body turned around quickly, and his hand clasped towards Feng Yu's neck as fast as lightning, trying to grab the girl who had just come up from below.
Feng Yu.
Feng Yu was a little unprepared and hurriedly retreated and dodged amid the flash of lightning...
