The cunning fat uncle was completely defeated when he met the even more cunning Second Young Master Nangong.
All the words in his mouth were taken out by Nangong Ershao.
Therefore, Nangong Liuyun knew Su Luo's current situation.
After understanding Feng Weiyuan's strength, Nangong Liuyun frowned slightly.
Is Feng Weiyuan crazy? He is so crazy that his strength has greatly increased?
In fact, what Second Young Master Nangong didn't expect was that after Feng Weiyuan's battle with the mechanical puppet, his strength rose to another level.
At this moment, Feng Weiyuan's strength is unpredictable and he is not so easy to deal with.
After calculating the progress, Nangong Liuyun decided that he would reach the altar first.
The fat uncle who was doing all kinds of scheming and scheming in front of Feng Weiyuan did not dare to make any move in front of Nangong Second Young Master, because if he turned his eyes just a little, Nangong Liuyun could guess what he was doing. With a glance, the fat uncle
Just be honest.
Nangong Liuyun didn't even look at the fat uncle, he just passed through one level after another.
Seeing Nangong Liuyun's efficiency in breaking through the level, the fat uncle didn't even dare to show off.
Who is this!
How does this brain grow?
Just like this level, you need a password to open the door, but you are not given any prompts and only ask you to enter six digits.
Who knows! It would be nice to give a hint as to what it is about, but no, not at all!
The fat uncle was confused. He struggled to solve one or two of the questions designed by the master. He must have failed. But for the question in front of him, the fat uncle found that his brain couldn't move at all.
However, the fat uncle watched helplessly as Nangong Er Shao's slender white jade-like fingers entered six digits.
Seven three five four.
Ding dong.
The door to the passage opened immediately.
The fat uncle looked at Nangong Er Shao with admiration like he was looking at a god.
After enduring it for a long time, he finally asked: "This, this door, this password... what on earth is it?"
There is a reminder above that there are only three chances, and if you enter an error, the self-destruction process will be activated.
Birthday? Astronomy? Ground? Pages? What on earth is it?
Nangong Liuyun rarely had time to talk to him. He glanced at the fat uncle and said boredly: "The distance."
"Distance? What distance? It can't be the distance from entering the mausoleum gate to now, right?"
The fat uncle opened his eyes wide and stared at Nangong Liuyun.
Second Young Master Nangong looked at Yi Chen's apprentice as if he were a fool: "What else?"
But...the fat uncle has a kind of collapse after his IQ is crushed.
But after entering the mausoleum, every level is full of dangers, and you need to work hard to solve the problems. Who will remember the distance from the entrance to here? Is this person really not a monster?
But thinking about Nangong Liuyun's efficiency in breaking through the level, he accepted his fate.
It is obviously a place full of traps and traps, but looking at this young man, he feels as if he is taking a leisurely stroll in a garden.
In the end, the fat uncle could only cry and accept his fate, thinking that there is indeed a gap between human brains.
No wonder Feng Weiyuan was driven crazy by this young man.
Thinking of Feng Weiyuan taking this young man as his opponent... the fat uncle showed his deepest sympathy and pity to Feng Weiyuan.
Nangong Liuyun was swishing through the barrier, and Su Luo was not stopping either.
Su Luo was still waiting for Nangong Liuyun to rescue her at first, but later she learned from Feng Weiyuan that there were three passages, and all three passages converged on the central altar.
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