Wu Ni Huang Fei

Chapter 187 The Mausoleum of the Holy Ancestor [4]

Mo Mingxuan shouted behind her: "Do you think I will thank you for doing this?"

Mo Fenghua threw him a sentence: "I don't need your thanks."

How could she do this to thank him? She just wanted to do what her body should do for the original Mo Fenghua. And what was not done was done.

The bits and pieces of memory in her mind told her that the original Mo Fenghua loved this younger brother very much, even though the relationship between the two siblings was not good.

But Mo Fenghua still regards Mo Mingxuan as his only family member, and wants to rely on his own strength to keep Mo Mingxuan, and keep the position that should belong to him.

Mo Fenghua walked out of Anlehou Mansion step by step, the hoarse voice of that young man kept floating in his mind...

He said: Are you still going to leave me?You still don't want me, do you?
Mo Fenghua felt a little panicked.

But that didn't stop her from leaving.

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The Mausoleum of the Holy Ancestor, one of the three major secrets of the Yanwu Kingdom, is even more mysterious than the Black Prison.

No one knew where the emperor's tomb was, and no one knew what objects were buried with him. The SLR knew a little about the secrets of the tomb, and all of them were killed.

It is said that Emperor Shengzu had just proclaimed himself emperor, and before the war subsided, he had already begun to recruit skilled craftsmen to design his tomb, and the tomb was not completely completed until his death.

After the emperor's burial, all the craftsmen who were still building the tomb were sealed in the tomb and became the emperor's burial.

It is said that the place where Emperor Shengzu was buried was the dragon vein of Yanwu Kingdom, and his burial there was to protect Yanwu Kingdom for generations to come.

Mo Fenghua and Qidiao Mingke set off on the second day, and there were two other men traveling with them.

They were all men of Ming Ke Qidiao, dressed in black, and looked heroic, but they were both identical wooden figures, they didn't speak, had no expression, and didn't even move their eyeballs. One was called Heisha and the other was Hei Li. , the name fits their person well.

Hei=Mo, Mo Fenghua looked at the two people with almost the same surname as her, and joked: "I really doubt that they are made of wood covered with a layer of human skin."

Ming Ke, the lacquer carving, half-truthfully said: "Of course not, they are real flesh and blood inside. If you don't believe me, I'll let them slash for you to see."

Mo Fenghua guessed that if she nodded in agreement, those two people would really slash themselves for her to see.

She glanced at Ming Ke: "Although I like blood, I'm not so bored."

Mo Fenghua didn't know where the Mausoleum of the Holy Ancestor was, so he could only follow Ming Ke, who left the capital and headed east.

Ming Ke, a lacquer carving, is a person with unfathomable cultivation. He sacrificed a piece of cloth that was like a handkerchief as soon as he left the city gate, but the small piece of cloth quickly magnified in the air, and before she could finish being surprised, Mingo, the lacquer carving, took her up without any explanation.

Standing on the soft cotton-like cloth, Mo Fenghua was a little unsteady.

The lacquer-carved Mingo seemed to tease her deliberately, before she could stand still, he drove the cloth under her feet and flew quickly.

Mo Fenghua just sat down directly, "Who the hell are you? You have absolutely no ability to come to Yanwu Kingdom to be the prime minister."

Her hair was messed up by the wind, and her voice was a little scattered.

(End of this chapter)