"Come to Feng Juechen to celebrate our success in advance." Huang Yuezhen raised his hand. Feng Juechen nodded, stretched out his own hand and struck Huang Yuezhen's hand.
Susu in Huangyue Zhennajie was sleeping curled up with Doudou in her arms. It had no idea where they had arrived. If it knew they had arrived at the cemetery of the Nansheng royal family, it would definitely scream.
They were getting closer and closer to the tomb of the Nansheng Royal Family, right in front of them.
In front of them was a majestic mountain. It was said that the ancestors of the Nansheng royal family were buried in this huge mountain.
There are lush trees growing on the mountains and flowers of various colors planted on the ground. At first glance, it looks like a paradise in the world and is very beautiful.
It was already midnight. Apart from the chirping of birds and the rustling of the leaves in the wind, there was no other sound on the entire mountain.
Chengfeng White Tiger hid the aura of the divine beast on his body and landed safely in a hidden corner.
"Put on these night clothes first!" The attentive Feng Juechen took out two sets of night clothes from his ring, and handed one of them to Huang Yuezhen.
Huang Yuezhen nodded in understanding and took it, then put it on directly. After a while, she and Feng Juechen put on the dark night clothes, with only one pair of eyes exposed.
The two nodded slightly, communicating with each other and understanding each other with their eyes. Sometimes the tacit understanding between two people does not necessarily require many words or actions. One look is enough to understand what the other person wants.
Chengfeng White Tiger has also shrunk. It shrunk to the size of a cat. It jumped directly on Feng Juechen's shoulder and lay on its four feet. Its expression was a bit lazy, but it was still blocked.
I can't help the evil look in its eyes.
The translucent Chengfeng White Tiger is as white as snow. Standing next to the two people dressed in pitch black, it is really dazzling.
Chengfeng White Tiger was lying on Feng Juechen's shoulder, very docile and well-behaved. At this time, he looked like an extremely elegant cat, with a very lazy temperament.
Chengfeng Baihu was enjoying lying on Feng Juechen's shoulder. From time to time he would raise his eyes to look at Feng Juechen, as if seeing him would make him feel at ease.
Feng Juechen waved to Huang Yuezhen, and the two of them nodded, then quickly turned out of the corner and entered the entrance of the mausoleum.
Huang Yuezhen and Feng Juechen were dressed in pitch black, and the black color was about to blend into the night.
The two of them walked forward silently, turned a corner and saw the entrance of the mausoleum. There were many mid-to-high-level Xuanlingqi people guarding the entrance.
Huang Yuezhen pointed at the person opposite Feng Juechen, then stretched out her hand to gesture to her neck, moved her fingers gently in the air to indicate that they would pass by quietly, and then moved them quietly.
Lose.
Feng Juechen nodded and said that he would go there first and asked her to be careful.
The two separated quickly, climbed up the tree as quietly as civet cats, and scurried silently up and down the tree, as agile as monkeys, and slowly approached the guard on the opposite side.
And... the guards on the opposite side were completely unaware that danger was approaching. They could only feel two black shadows passing by. They saw guards falling down one after another, and they didn't even know they were dead.
, when the people next to him discovered that their companion was dead, they had also been secretly killed... "Come to Feng Juechen, celebrate our success in advance." Huang Yuezhen raised his hand, Feng Juechen
He nodded, stretched out his hand and struck Huang Yuezhen's hand.
Susu in Huangyue Zhennajie was sleeping curled up with Doudou in her arms. It had no idea where they had arrived. If it knew they had arrived at the cemetery of the Nansheng royal family, it would definitely scream.
They were getting closer and closer to the tomb of the Nansheng Royal Family, right in front of them.
In front of them was a majestic mountain. It was said that the ancestors of the Nansheng royal family were buried in this huge mountain.
There are lush trees growing on the mountains and flowers of various colors planted on the ground. At first glance, it looks like a paradise in the world and is very beautiful.
It was already midnight. Apart from the chirping of birds and the rustling of the leaves in the wind, there was no other sound on the entire mountain.
Chengfeng White Tiger hid the aura of the divine beast on his body and landed safely in a hidden corner.
"Put on these night clothes first!" The attentive Feng Juechen took out two sets of night clothes from his ring, and handed one of them to Huang Yuezhen.
Huang Yuezhen nodded in understanding and took it, then put it on directly. After a while, she and Feng Juechen put on the dark night clothes, with only one pair of eyes exposed.
The two nodded slightly, communicating with each other and understanding each other with their eyes. Sometimes the tacit understanding between two people does not necessarily require many words or actions. One look is enough to understand what the other person wants.
Chengfeng White Tiger has also shrunk. It shrunk to the size of a cat. It jumped directly on Feng Juechen's shoulder and lay on its four feet. Its expression was a bit lazy, but it was still blocked.
I can't help the evil look in its eyes.
The translucent Chengfeng White Tiger is as white as snow. Standing next to the two people dressed in pitch black, it is really dazzling.
Chengfeng White Tiger was lying on Feng Juechen's shoulder, very docile and well-behaved. At this time, he looked like an extremely elegant cat, with a very lazy temperament.
Chengfeng Baihu was enjoying lying on Feng Juechen's shoulder. From time to time he would raise his eyes to look at Feng Juechen, as if seeing him would make him feel at ease.
Feng Juechen waved to Huang Yuezhen, and the two of them nodded, then quickly turned out of the corner and entered the entrance of the mausoleum.
Huang Yuezhen and Feng Juechen were dressed in pitch black, and the black color was about to blend into the night.
The two of them walked forward silently, turned a corner and saw the entrance of the mausoleum. There were many mid-to-high-level Xuanlingqi people guarding the entrance.
Huang Yuezhen pointed at the person opposite Feng Juechen, then stretched out her hand to gesture to her neck, moved her fingers gently in the air to indicate that they would pass by quietly, and then moved them quietly.
Lose.
Feng Juechen nodded and said that he would go there first and asked her to be careful.
The two separated quickly, climbed up the tree as quietly as civet cats, and scurried silently up and down the tree, as agile as monkeys, and slowly approached the guard on the opposite side.
And... the guards on the opposite side were completely unaware that danger was approaching. They could only feel two black shadows passing by. They saw guards falling down one after another, and they didn't even know they were dead.
, when the people nearby discovered that their companion was dead, they themselves had also been secretly killed...