Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 388 – I’m Lucky For You, My Life Is Lost
There are five underground floors in Lingxu Pavilion. Even under the guidance of her father, she can only set foot on the first three floors. As for the fourth and fifth floors, even her father cannot set foot.

But just the vast amount of military strategies left by the first three floors, magic weapons, and rare treasures that are rare in the world are enough to dazzle her. She can't imagine what is hidden in the most mysterious fourth and fifth floors. An unimaginable rarity.

The further you go underground, the more you feel a chilly air enveloping your whole body, Li Qingmei couldn't help shivering, and tightened the cloak on her body.

At this time, she was holding an ancient bronze sword that shaved iron like mud in her hand, and she was standing at the end of the passage leading to the fourth underground floor.

What caught my eye was a single-plank bridge that could barely accommodate one person. I couldn't see what was going on under the bridge, but from the heat waves coming to my face and the occasional surge of dark red light, it was very likely that the bridge was under the bridge. It is hot lava, and at the end of the single-plank bridge is a three-foot-high white marble gate.

"I heard that Promise Academy was built on top of an extinct volcano. I didn't expect the rumors to be so unreliable. This volcano is actually alive!"

"If one day, this volcano erupts again, I'm afraid there is no need for the outside world to run on it, and this Wuji Academy will disappear in this infiltrating hell fire."

Yan Qiang looked at the narrow bridge in front of him with fear on his face, and wanted to say that he was waiting for them to come back here, but Huyan Wuqing didn't seem to give her a chance to speak, he flew up and stepped lightly on the creaking bridge. The single-plank bridge soon landed in front of the white marble gate.

After Yan Qiang was settled down, he turned around and took Li Qingmei to the opposite side of the single-plank bridge in the same way.

"Li Qingmei, go and open that door!"

Huyan ruthlessly pushed Li Qingmei to the white jade gate, she staggered, her nose almost bumped into the jade gate, she pushed away his restraint with some displeasure, and immediately began to examine this strange jade gate.

However, Huyan ruthlessly turned the jade gate ring on the right side of the jade door clockwise, and soon a nine-square grid appeared in the center of the door ring, and each grid was marked with numbers from one to nine.

It turns out that the string of strange numbers passed to her by Huyan Wangzhen is the password of this Yumen. Huyan Wuqing can coerce her into revealing this string of secret orders, so why bother to take her there together?

Soon she knew that Huyan Wuqing was carrying her purpose. After she entered the patriarch's spell, she saw the clicking sound of the spring starting in the jade gate, and a strange green light ignited inexplicably inside the gate , Through the transparent jade gate, you can see dozens of black shadows moving quickly like ghosts inside the gate.

The speed at which the black shadow moves is simply unmatched by ordinary people. What is this moving shadow?
"Ah!!! There are ghosts! Ruthless!"

Yan Qiang was so frightened that he screamed again and again, shivering and hid in Huyan's ruthless arms, not daring to look up at the situation inside the door.

And Huyan Wuqing's face was a little pale, but he saw that the jade gate slowly opened a gap, and in that gap, white mist rose up, and through the gap, the mist rushed towards the three of them like phantoms.

"Go in!"

Hu Yan ruthlessly pushed Li Qingmei into the door, and then quickly tightened the jade door ring, about to close the door.

"Light brow!"

A black shadow smashed open the jade gate that was about to close, and rushed into the thick fog. Hurrying, Sikong Que finally caught up with Li Qingmei at the last moment.

Just now on the opposite bank, he wanted to hide in the dark and wait for an opportunity, but when he saw Huyan ruthlessly pushing Li Qingmei into the door full of ghosts, his eyes were about to burst, so he didn't care to expose his traces, and hurried away Come.

Sikong Que has always been scheming, if he finds out the truth about the five underground floors
Huyan struggled mercilessly for a long time, so he pushed open the jade door and was about to enter.

"Ruqing, I don't want to go, I'm so scared, I'll wait for you here, okay?"

At this time, Yan Qiang was already scared out of her wits, her legs were trembling and she couldn't straighten up, she held Huyan's ruthless arm pitifully, begging unceasingly.

"Little Rao, do you love me?"

Huyan's ruthless and sharp eyes pierced her eyes, which made her uneasy, and immediately smiled sweetly.

"Of course I love you, why would you ask that! With you by my side, I'm not afraid of anything!"

It was only then that Huyan Wuqing's eyes were filled with tenderness again, he held Yan Qiang in his arms, and plunged headfirst into the pale thick fog.

At this time, Li Qingmei rolled down the icy jade steps for several feet under Huyan's ruthless pushing and shoving with all her strength.

"Qingmei, where are you!"

"Que, I'm here!"

Soon after hearing Sikong Que's galloping footsteps coming towards her, she got up in a hurry and immediately fell into a warm embrace.

"Are you hurt? Are you okay?"

Sikong Que's concerned tone immediately reached his ears.

"It's scratched a little, don't worry, what's in the fourth layer?"

"I don't know, I only saw some fast-moving black shadows that didn't look like normal people passing by, but I hid in the dark and observed, and found that although these things moved quickly, their movements were regular , always seem to run within the same trajectory."

"I think these things should be puppets. Used to intimidate intruders with malicious intentions."

Sikong Que held Li Qingmei in his arms, and walked with strange steps to avoid those black shadows attacking him. Although his steps were weird, he avoided those black shadows lightly.

And Li Qingmei raised the Ye Mingzhu to observe the surrounding situation.

"Que, there is a candlestick in the southwest corner, let's go and light up the everlasting lamp!"

Hearing this, Sikong Que jumped forward, jumped to the direction Li Qingmei said, took out the fire bag from his arms, and after it was ignited, threw the whole fire bag in the direction Li Qingmei said.

Soon, a green will-o’-the-wisp ignited in the southwest corner, and after the first permanent lamp was lit, it seemed that all the lampstands were connected, and then hundreds of permanent lamps were automatically lit one after another. It clearly reflects the situation in Yumen.

But seeing the black shadows seen in the thick fog before, they were as expected by Sikong Que, they were bronze puppets wearing armor, and those puppets were covered with silver needles as thin as cow hair. Under the reflection, there was a strange light shining, which must have quenched the poison of seeing the blood to seal the throat.

And those puppets were placed on fixed tracks, and driven by the machine spring, they began to swim quickly. Under the cover of dense fog, it was even more frightening.

In the center of the heavily guarded by puppets, nine arm-thick golden chains are carved into lifelike golden dragons, pulling a pair of pitch-black coffins, hanging high in the air.

"Kowloon pulls the coffin!"

(End of this chapter)