After marrying Prince Mobei, the beauties were crazily criticized and favored crazily

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Luo Xiyao raised her hand and pushed lightly on the black door, and the door was pushed open by her.

Behind the door is a corridor that is similar to when they came in. The corridor is neither wide nor narrow. The candles on the stone walls on both sides glow orange-yellow, dark but warm.The end of the corridor is a bit dark, and it is likely to be a fork in the road.

Luo Xiyao raised her foot and stepped out, she didn't forget to grab Helan Linzhang's wet palm with her hand.

She put her foot against the door, stood side by side with Helan Linzhang, raised her eyebrows and watched Xiao Ke and the others go out with strange expressions or dejected faces, until the fat man walked by, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Bai Yanwen and others across the blood pool.

Luo Xiyao chuckled, and waved friendlyly at them in a furious manner, "Let's take a step ahead, so... we won't say goodbye, and it won't be very pleasant when we meet again."

After all, before the person opposite could speak, she let go of her feet and left without looking back. The closed door blocked Bai Yanwen's reluctance and Bai Yanxin's scolding.

On the way, no one spoke.

Helan Linzhang licked her sore lower lip from time to time, Luo Xiyao rubbed her fingers with the hand that pushed the door from time to time, she didn't know what she was thinking, the others grinned silently, and raised their hands from time to time to gently touch the swollen lips. Up face with handprints.

The little monk wiped his face and let out a soft "Hey" as if he had just woken up, before Xiao Ke raised his hand to hold the back of his head to prevent him from looking up, he saw Xiao Ke's face like a pig's head, "Master! "

As soon as he made a sound, he realized something, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and the elf looked around weirdly, but didn't see Dong Qi's annoying ghosts, so he covered his chest with his hand and mumbled: "Master, what's wrong with your face?" The disciple just fell asleep, why did the master become a pig's head on the altar?"

Xiao Ke gritted his teeth and said: "Shut up, you! You have to be sarcastic as a teacher, you'd better close your eyes, otherwise your pair of red eyeballs will make the teacher think you are holding a big rabbit."

The little monk chuckled, "The apprentice is a big rabbit, and the master is a big big rabbit." As he spoke, his shoulders slumped, the corners of his eyes and mouth slowly turned down, and said unhappily, "Master..."

"what?"

"Tu'er just had a long, long nightmare! Although I don't remember what I dreamed about? But I'm still very sad."

Xiao Ke paused, frowned and looked at his bare head, his Adam's apple rolled, and said: "It's not important if you don't remember. Also, I told you not to call me master when you don't wear monk robes and Taoist robes, and don't call yourself Apprentice?"

"I was wrong!" The little monk pouted coquettishly, and leaned his head on Xiao Ke's shoulder, "Don't be angry, no matter you are a disciple or a servant, I will definitely serve you well, beat your back and shoulders, Make tea and send snacks..."

"A partition must have ears, and there is no one outside the window." Xiao Ke snorted softly, raised his head and said, "I can't even remember what I taught you, so you still serve me? Thank God if you don't ridicule me as a pig! "

The two lovely conversations between master and apprentice broke the oppression in the tunnel, and the fat man even laughed out loud, teasing himself: "I don't blame the child for saying that, although there is no bronze mirror to shine on, but you can know what we are doing just by touching it casually. What does a red and swollen face look like? If you want to look in the mirror, you will feel like a pig's head!"

"That's you, this old man is different." Ding Zhen complained to Helan Linzhang and Luo Xiyao, "You too! I don't know martial arts, so it doesn't matter if I'm not sober. Did the little monk wake up by himself after leaving the blood pond?"

"Don't call me little monk, who is he called?" Xiao Ke said unhappily, "My child has a name! His name is Ping An, and I'm Ke Yidong. You guys don't know about life and death together, do you?"

Luo Xiyao said indifferently: "I don't know. You didn't say it, how do we know? Even if we know, we also know your dharma name in Ximing Temple. But everyone in Crescent Moon Town calls you Master, and they didn't hear anyone Call your name."

"You dare to follow me to the underground palace without knowing your name?"

"Otherwise?" The thin man shrugged and said, "With so many of us, we still can't deal with the two of you? No, it's one and a half, Ping An can only be counted as half."

Luo Xiyao didn't respond to Xiao Ke's name, but He Lan Linzhang glanced at him meaningfully, then quickly and casually looked away.

"I'm also very useful!" Ping An said unhappy, "How can it only be counted as half? It can't be counted like this! Uncle Xiao Jin is a villain!"

"Haha! Uncle Xiao Jin? Then I'm Uncle Da Jin?" The fat man asked Ping An with a smile.

Ping An raised her chin, and said that I am so smart, come and praise me! "Yes! Otherwise, how do you call them? You are brothers, and both have the surname Jin."

"Stop playing." Ding Zhen urged Xiao Ke, "Hurry up and take out your compass, showing off your name is not as good as showing off your talent."

"Seeing how old you are, I don't care about you." Xiao Ke snorted, took out the compass with his left hand, and threw Ping An behind him with his right hand, "When you wake up, hug me tightly with your little arms and legs, don't fall asleep and dream again If you fall, don’t cry when your butt breaks into eight petals.”

"The buttocks have two petals, so there won't be eight petals." Having said that, Ke Ping'an still put his calf around Master's waist, crossed his hands, and tightly hugged Master's neck with his small arms. Master will not be strangled.

"Strange." Xiao Ke frowned, "This hexagram... we have to go down from the top? We're already in the underground palace, how can we go down? Could it be that the compass doesn't work yet?"

At this moment, Luo Xiyao and He Lan Linzhang stopped one after the other.

They stood at the end of the corridor, with a dead end on the right, and a hole on the left, with mottled stone steps in the hole, and the stone steps are going down...

Xiao Ke walked a few steps quickly with Ping An on his back, squatted on the edge of the stone steps and looked inside, "It's very dark inside, I don't know if there will be candles after going down. There is also lamp oil... how is it possible..."

The lamp oil at the entrance was added by him when he was exploring the way, but before he had time to walk through the secluded grass, he had no way of knowing what the lamp oil in the underground palace was made of, and it could burn for a hundred years.

"Haven't you ever thought that maybe it's because we entered the underground palace that all the candles were lit?" Luo Xiyao said softly.

She listened carefully, "There is water below. Although it is not visible, it is indeed the sound of water."

"Could it be a cold spring?" Ding Zhen shook his head after finishing speaking, "No, whether it's a cold spring or a hot spring, we can't feel nothing."

"It's already here, and you can't turn back, just go down and have a look." Xiao Ke looked at Luo Xiyao and Helan Linzhang with bright eyes.

He Lan Linzhang hugged Luo Xiyao, "Go down and have a look?"

"Ah."

"Could this be where the treasure is?" Fatty asked Luo Xiyao, "The rippling fragment on the remnant map should be the blood pool. There is a long road past the blood pool, and then it should be the center of the remnant map. Bar?"

(End of this chapter)