Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 820 Take someone to explore your own tomb?

Pang Xiaopang, Xi Zhuo, Yu Wenyou, Zhou Weibiao and others all raised their sharp weapons with serious expressions, wiped their necks with horizontal swords and knives, or directly grabbed the dagger and stabbed themselves in the chest.

Shen Yun, Shen Lan, Shen Xiaoran, Leng Qiuhan and the others were taken aback. They raised their hands with a burst of energy, and took the lead in knocking away the sharp weapons in the hands of several students who committed suicide.

On the other side, Master Xu only had time to save his own son, but he didn't care to help other fellow disciples.

In the blink of an eye, the remaining disciples of Songyangmen directly pierced their hearts with a sharp weapon, and then fell to the ground one by one.

Half of the dozen or so elite disciples he brought were buried in the quicksand, and half committed suicide by suicide.

Master Xu looked at these subordinates, annoyed and angry, and finally merged into two vicious words: "Trash!"

What a bunch of trash.

The elites of Songyangmen who he had cultivated carefully for many years were completely ruined without even finishing a single tomb.

In a blink of an eye, he looked at the gang leader of the Huang Gang and Fan Gang who had an ugly face, and found that even the subordinates around them were dead. He couldn't help sighing secretly, feeling a little better for no reason.

It turns out that Songyang Gate is not full of wine bags and rice bags!

Even the disciples of those hermit families, two of them were tricked.

One person had killed himself with a horizontal sword, and although the other person was rescued by others, there was a deep wound on his shoulder, and he was frantically trying to stop the bleeding with a pale face.

Huang Gang, Fan Gang, Songyang Gate, and those members of the hermit family, there are more than 30 people in total, but now only seven of them died.

Apart from Xu Weitian and his son, there are only two gang leaders, Fan Gang, and the other three followers of the hermit family.

And among the three disciples, one was also seriously injured, and now only the Ma family and the Lu family can act.

Pang Xiaopang regained his composure, couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, and called "Evil Gate".

Just now, they all seemed to have lost consciousness, and stabbed themselves in a daze.

At that moment, I felt that my behavior was completely out of control.

Jiang Nai turned to look at them, his face turned slightly pale, "Don't look into the eyes of the stone statue."

Those eyes are cast with the soul stone, which has a very deep psychedelic effect.

Jiang Nai didn't know who built this tomb in the ancient Shu Kingdom, but she knew one thing very well.

This should... be the tomb built for her.

Today, 3000 years later, she brought someone to visit her tomb?

This couldn't help but make her feel a bit of fantasy.

I feel that everything I see and feel at this time is like a dream, not real at all.

"My mother." Ning Feng exhaled softly, "This place is really evil."

"You say this is the Mausoleum of the Empress, so... what about the inner and outer coffins of the Empress? Why can't I see the inner and outer coffins?"

Just let this statue trick people here, and I don't know who made the tomb.

"Besides, along the way, although the tomb is quite big, it looks very simple. It should have been completed in a short time."

"Do you think it is the size of the tomb of the female emperor of the ancient Jiang Kingdom?"

"That's right, why is there only one tomb, not even an ear chamber?"

Xiao Su walked half a circle around the stone statue with curiosity on his face, and suddenly felt something under his feet.

Everyone was terrified to hear the "crack" sound of the machine spring running, and all of them stared at him with greatly changed expressions.

Liu Fuyi's eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly rushed to Jiang Nai's side and whispered, "Be careful!"

(End of this chapter)