Chapter 87
"I heard that the Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor has many top-quality treasures. How could I miss them?" Ling Feng's eyes sparkled, as if he had already seen the real treasures in front of his eyes, and he was almost drooling.

Hu Xiaoman glanced at Xue Qilin and the others, and they immediately expressed their determination pretending to be very helpless: "Hey, we have signed a contract of sale with you, so what if we don't go with you? Sigh."

"Heh, you guys already have a new destination for the journey, which also means that we have to part. The promise of Xiaoman's jade pendant will last forever. If you have something to do, you can still report the name of our Baili family. I will take the blame for you." Baili Su However, it is still a kindness, and it can be regarded as a kindness of dripping water to repay Hu Xiaoman.

"That's okay!" Hu Xiaoman waved his paw happily and said, "Everyone, do everything freely in the future, don't be afraid of offending others, anyway, we won't be able to get revenge on us."

"Okay!" Several people cheered excitedly in cooperation.

"Can I take back that sentence?" Baili Suran realized that he seemed to have agreed to a very important thing.

"It's late." Fufeng's words chilled Baili Suran's heart.

Although he said so, Baili Suran still said with a duplicity: "Forget it, it seems that you will suffer a lot from this group of troubles."

Hu Xiaoman didn't answer any more, and the others followed Hu Xiaoman silently to get up. They didn't bring any luggage with them, so a trip that just said and done was so simple.

"There will be a period later." At the critical entrance of the Qilin Holy Land, only Baili smiled and waved towards the distance. A beast walking alongside another beast.

Hu Xiaoman Fufeng and his party embarked on a new journey in this way, what kind of encounters will they have in the Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor?

"People are born stupid, I can understand it, but road idiots, are you sure you really know the way?" After experiencing countless times of getting lost, cliffs, broken walls and dead ends, Hu Xiaoman finally couldn't help it Got mad.

"Do you dare to find a reliable person to lead the way?" Fufeng sat on the big rock, stretched out his hands to his forehead and said with a very headache.

"Ling Feng, Ling Feng, can you put me in your interspatial ring too?" the tired and exhausted beast tugged at the corner of Ling Feng's clothes and said coquettishly.

Ling Feng stretched out his hand and patted the beast's head, with a sad expression on his face: "If possible, I would also like to put myself in it."

"A certain one that has been disliked by all the members, do you think it's really reasonable not to commit suicide and apologize?" Hu Xiaoman said with eyes that could kill people, gouged out the blood unicorn, and gritted his teeth.

"What all the members, don't bully me, isn't there Xiaoliu who hasn't complained?" Xue Qilin felt embarrassed because he got lost many times, but he still blushed and challenged Hu Xiaoman.

"I think a guy who has been hanging on the body like a bug has no right to speak!" Fufeng glanced at the six-tailed Thunder Beast hanging on Hu Xiaoman's shoulder, and said coldly.

"..." That's right, the blood unicorn, who was complained by the group, knelt down on the ground decadently, with his hands on the ground, his face full of cows. Is it his fault for getting lost?Is it his fault for being crazy?Woohoo.

During the journey of Hu Xiaoman Fufeng and his party leaving the Holy Land of Qilin to the Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor, the three people and three beasts get along well, their tempers gradually get used to each other, their speech is less sloppy, and the way of getting along with each other is becoming more and more common. more popular.

Even Fufeng also blended into it, although occasionally he was still very cold, but the dark-bellied attribute became more obvious.

"So what are we going to do now?" Hu Xiaoman sat cross-legged on the ground, folded his arms and said seriously.

I don't know when Fufeng, Lingfeng and Yanshou also imitated Hu Xiaoman's posture and sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a discussion meeting with a serious face.

"First of all, a few important points." As soon as Fufeng opened his mouth, there was a sense of domineering sidelines of the leader's lecture: "First, Xiaoman will go to the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum if he says anything."

"Yeah." Hu Xiaoman squinted his eyes, and nodded seriously.

"Second, no one has been to the Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor except the waste blood." The waste blood is taken from the abbreviation of the blood unicorn, which has been unanimously approved as a 'pet name' for the blood unicorn.

"Thirdly, the only one who knows where the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum is is actually Lu Chi!" Fufeng said a few points clearly, and after a moment of silence, he said: "In summary, the journey to the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum is not easy. Heavy and far away.”

After Fufeng's words were over, he suddenly fell into a strange silence. After a while, Hu Xiaoman glared angrily at the blood unicorn who was silently sad, panting loudly with his nose, biting his teeth hard, and said a word A word squeezed out between the teeth: "It is better for you to die."

After Hu Xiaoman finished speaking, he couldn't wait to get up from the ground and ran towards the direction of the blood unicorn, but he just took a step before being hugged by Fufeng from behind: "Don't be impulsive!"

Seeing that Fufeng restrained Hu Xiaoman's urge to kill, Xue Qilin looked at Fufeng moved with tears in his eyes: "Fufeng..."

Before he could say his thanks, he was stunned by Fufeng's next words.

"How can you enjoy this kind of thing by yourself?" Fufeng looked at the blood unicorn gloomyly, and said irresponsibly: "It's more interesting if everyone comes together!"

Fufeng's words were supported by the "warriors" from all sides. Lingfeng and Yanshou, who were still sitting just now, had already stood up, gearing up, sharpening their knives to the blood unicorn.

The moment Fufeng let go of Hu Xiaoman, several people swarmed up like a swarm of bees and punched and kicked the blood unicorn, raising a cloud of dust, the blood unicorn's expression could not be seen, only a scream could be heard The melodious and tactful words have spread far and wide.

"Wait...wait a minute, I...I remember..." The blood unicorn who was beaten by Hai Bian struggled to speak, trying to alleviate the resentment of his opponents, but it seemed to be effective, but it was counterproductive. After several people heard this sentence, they started even harder without saying a word, and they didn't have the slightest intention to stop.

After several people got tired from the beating, they retreated consciously, completely ignoring the one that was beaten, and Gu Zi started chatting again: "I've exercised too much, I need to eat some meat to replenish my strength."

"Let me see what else is there." Ling Feng closed his eyes and used his mental strength to explore the food in his space ring. After a while, there was a lot of food in his hands.

"Start." Hu Xiaoman gave an order, and a very pleasant picnic started here.

"I said, you guys..." The blood unicorn, whose clothes were already messy and dusty, and whose black hair was disheveled, crawled over weakly to strike up a conversation: "Give me a piece of meat."

(End of this chapter)

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