I started as an exile, and I relied on space to support my family of loyal heroes.

A quarter of an hour later, a "boom" sound was heard, and a door of the tightly closed tomb slowly opened.

Xiao Linghui's face lit up with joy, and she walked out in small steps dragging the oxygen tank.

"......Well!!!"

Looking at the messy arrows scattered all over the mausoleum and the countless sharp arrows stuck on the wall, Xiao Linghui was stunned.

No wonder my aunt said that there was no danger in the royal cemetery. It turned out that the mausoleum had been messed around in.

Xiao Linghui pursed her lips, looked around, and continued walking forward along the door...

.........

Tianchen Kingdom...

Lingxiao Tower....

"Master, I may not be able to open the last floor today."

Ma Chengye's face was pale and he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He followed his master to Lingxiao Pavilion early in the morning. Now the sun had set outside, but one floor was still not open.

The further back you go, the harder it becomes to open the door. It took him two hours to open the door on the ninth floor.

After opening it, the whole person looks like being fished out of water.

The assassins on each floor are becoming more and more powerful, and the terrifying aura they emit is becoming more and more frightening.

The bodies of the dead warriors on the ninth floor turned directly into water after they died, and the corpse water instantly evaporated into a highly toxic substance that permeated the air.

This is because both the master and he have bodies that are immune to all poisons, otherwise most people would die if they smell or touch them even a little.

He was numb from looking at the treasures on every floor.

He only cared about how to open the lock.

Lin Yiran frowned and looked towards the door to the tenth floor.

There were ten gears on the door that looked like big clocks. She began to wonder if some modern mechanical time traveler had come here and built this password door.

Wow, it's so complicated, it really makes me rack my brain.

"Give it a try. There's no rush. Just do your best."

If it really doesn't work, you can just temporarily not open the tenth floor. This thing can't escape here anyway.

Lin Yiran looked at the nine coffins placed on the ninth floor with a frown on her face.

The person in the coffin looked like he had just fallen asleep, with a rosy face.

There were both young and old people, all of them were men. They looked like the more powerful people in the Wu Ma family throughout the generations.

The coffin was made of thousand-year-old golden nanmu wood, which was much better than the coffins used by Emperor Wu of Liang’s ancestors.

The only difference is that the coffin lid here is made of colored glaze.

In Xiliang Kingdom, only the Wu Ma family is so generous as to produce so many glazed coffin lids.

Lin Yiran walked around the nine coffins, but ultimately failed to move the coffins into the space.

The several coffins that were previously obtained from the royal cemetery were all sold through her takeaway mall.

All that was left in her space were beautiful, gorgeous treasures, and putting a coffin in there would just ruin the view.

Now rare treasures from the 8th floor of Lingxiao Pavilion have been added. At first glance, they are so beautiful that you want to cry, and so cool that you will take off. There is no need to put a coffin in it.

Moreover, looking at the arrangement of these nine coffins, it should be some kind of formation. If Lingxiao Pavilion is accidentally destroyed, it would be a loss.

Lin Yiran walked slowly to Ma Chengye's side, looked at the beads of sweat on Ma Chengye's forehead, and frowned slightly.

"How about it?"

Ma Chengye paused and looked at Lin Yiran with a pale face. His eyelids twitched and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down his eyelashes.

He sighed and raised his hand to casually wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"It's a bit difficult. I'm afraid it won't be open for a while."

The mechanism is so ingeniously designed that it could not have been created by just one person.

Lin Yiran looked at the door full of gears and listened carefully.

It doesn't sound like there are any assassins on the tenth floor.

But it's hard to say, it's possible that it's guarded by a living dead.

The assassins on the ninth floor had almost no pulse, so it was normal that the tenth floor was silent.

"Forget it, let's go back first. There will be plenty of time to go in later."

Xiao Ma is still young. Give him a few more years to study it slowly. It will only be a matter of time before he can open it.

Lin Yiran looked at Ma Chengye's pale face and patted his shoulder distressedly.

"Thank you for your hard work today. I will pay for the betrothal gift for you to marry a wife. Just go back and have a good rest."

Mental labor is much more stressful than physical labor.

Physical energy can be quickly replenished by a good night's sleep and eating and drinking well, but mental energy consumes your energy and spirit, and requires good care.

Ma Chengye's pale face flushed slightly, and he turned his head away awkwardly to look at the door.

"Thank you very much, Emperor Sheng Zhao, for your care."

Hey, why is the master so keen on finding him a wife now?

After all, he is the Shengzhao Emperor of Tianchen Kingdom, why is he treated like his mother?

........

Lin Yiran brought Ma Chengye back to the palace overnight.

It was already noon when we arrived at the palace.

As soon as she lay down on the bed, she received a message from Xiao Yunzhan.

[Wife, the government is busy, don't tire yourself out, and take more rest. ]

Lin Yiran raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the concern sent by Xiao Yunzhan.

Oh, I’ve been so busy lately that I haven’t even brushed up my blackening points.

Since someone has delivered it to her, then she....hehe...

Lin Yiran smiled and replied quickly,

[Fortunately, the ministers of Tianchen Kingdom were very sensible and sent me many handsome men. They were all so good-looking...]

(Xiao Yunzhan's blackening value...58...60...64...)

[With eight-pack abs and a face as white as jade, he is indeed a rare handsome man...]

(Xiao Yunzhan's blackening value...66....72...76...)

[Each of them has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. The children born will definitely be very good-looking...]

(Xiao Yunzhan's blackening value....84....88...92...95...)

Xiao Tiantian, who was in retirement, suddenly heard the blackening alarm and she jumped out in fright.

[Dear host.....No, no, no, don't stimulate it, it's going to explode!!!]

Xiao Yunzhan gnashed his teeth in anger, [You----actually want to have a child with someone else!!!]

Lin Yiran looked at the black value soaring, her mouth was stretched to the back of her ears, and she hurriedly tried to make up for it.

[However, I don’t want any of them. Wild flowers are not as fragrant as domestic flowers. ]

(Xiao Yunzhan's blackening value...85....80.....)

[Looking at them, they are indeed quite handsome, but I don’t think they can compare to even one finger of your husband~~~]

(Xiao Yunzhan's darkening value....70.....66....60.....)

Xiao Yunzhan grinned foolishly, and when he heard the word "husband", all his temper disappeared.

It turns out that his wife loves him the most. They are a couple who have shared weal and woe, and their love is stronger than gold.

Lin Yiran curled her lips and continued,

[My husband's eight-pack abs are much more symmetrical than theirs. There is a big difference between double doors....]

(Xiao Yunzhan's blackening value....58...54....)