The queen has great power: I will decide who will be the emperor

Chapter 702 The Gate of Time and Space ([-])
Alas, there are many ways to prolong the life of Master Lingshen. If it doesn't work, he can live in this eternal labyrinth. Then he really wants to live as long as he wants.

But that bastard is so bad, letting Xia Houche share his life with him now always makes her feel uneasy...

"Okay, then how about I accompany you back to modern times for a stroll, and then how about we go to Miaojiang? Master Lingshen can let Zhao Xu and the others escort them back."

"No, we can wait until we come back from Miaojiang to go to modern times. Now that we know the secret of eternity, let's go back and explain it."

Just do what you said, Wei Xiaoyou began to pull him out, "Let's go, go back quickly."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Xia Houche pulled her back with a smile, "But you have to put the bottom of the box back first, and you can't just let this little door be exposed."

Hehe, she is too impatient.

The two worked together to push the strange metal bottom cover of the box back to the distance.

"It's still too obvious." Xia Houche took two steps back and looked at it. "Let's come back later and put a layer of wood on the outside of the box."

"Well, no wonder there is glass in this maze. It turns out that the people who live here can really run back and forth between modern and ancient times, so of course they can get everything."

She was rather curious, how did the original owner discover this space-time gate?and……

"Where do you think she is now? And why did she seal the gate of time and space?"

"She must not be a master of martial arts, or she doesn't know martial arts at all." Xia Houche suddenly said such a sentence.

"Huh? Why?"

"Have you noticed the writing on the wooden board? It was carved with a dagger, and the engraving is very shallow, and some places are crooked."

"Ah..." Wei Xiaoyou understood, "If you are a master, you can write directly on the door panel with your fingertips. Even if you need to use a knife, the wrist strength of a martial arts practitioner is enough for her to engrave words like normal writing. It's crooked like that on the little door."

"That's right, that's why she couldn't open the box she made. I guess she wanted to cut off her own escape path so that she wouldn't go back to modern times."

(End of this chapter)