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"You—" Meng Fuyuan wanted to say something, but the strength of the opponent's hands seemed to rub him into his flesh and blood, like a frightened young animal that only licked its wounds, and there seemed to be some other kind of affection lingering In this small space, Meng Fuyuan was at a rare moment when he didn't know what to say, and after thinking for a moment, he teased softly, "You are shaking like this, it seems that you are the one who is offended, not me."

Huo Yi didn't say a word, the veins on the arms imprisoning Meng Fuyuan's shoulders were bulging, and the cloth was close to each other. The hot body temperature of the other party leaked through the gap of the brocade forging. At this moment, Huo Yi felt that everything in front of him was not a dream, but a real world. , the owner of the villa was not violated, but was completely in his arms.

If it had been a little late just now... Huo Yi couldn't help hugging him even tighter, as if he didn't understand the deep meaning in Meng Fuyuan's words, not only that, but he did the opposite.

"Let go of me." Meng Fuyuan turned his head and said, "Time is running out, we can't help but delay for a moment."

Only then did Huo Yi come back to his senses, he loosened his arms in a daze, and let Meng Fuyuan go.

Huo Yi's eyes are as deep as the deepest water in an ancient well. Meng Fuyuan accidentally met Huo Yi's eyes, flooded with turbulent waves. Meng Fuyuan intuitively felt that something was growing uncontrollably inside, but he couldn't bear to think about it at the moment. If you don't tell the truth, the relationship between the two parties will not be on thin ice and become embarrassing. Meng Fuyuan asked: "Is your silver needle quenched with drugs?"

Huo Yi replied: "Yes, the drug's effect lasts for about half an hour."

"Then we need to hurry up."

Meng Fuyuan subconsciously wrapped his cloak tightly, and hastily put on his black short boots. At this time, time is precious, and every minute and every second cannot be missed. Meng Fuyuan also ignored the clothes such as shirts and shirts scattered outside the bed curtain, and went straight to the suspicious mirror. In front of the dome, he stretched out his hands to fiddle with the dome, to verify his conjecture just now—sure enough, Meng Fuyuan pushed the dome with all his strength, but the latter did not move at all, as if it was glued to the table.

Meng Fuyuan tried to lift the mirror dome vertically up or press it down vertically, but to no avail.

Huo Yi also escaped from the inexplicable panic, and went closer to observe the wooden mirror with Meng Fuyuan.

Now I can confirm that this mirror is not an ordinary mirror, but how to open this mechanism?

Meng Fuyuan followed the pattern of the mirror dome from top to bottom, not missing any detail, and sometimes pressed the gap left by the wood with his hand, until finally Meng Fuyuan saw the corner of the mirror dome standing on the table protruding out. There is an arc trace.

Is it turning away?

Meng Fuyuan carried the mirror dome and twisted it to the right, the mirror dome turned a half circle, the resistance brought by the friction of wood on the table was against the desire of Meng Fuyuan's palm, and the mirror dome wanted to get rid of Meng Fuyuan's established route and turn back, at this moment , the back of Meng Fuyuan's hand was covered by Huo Yi's palm, and the opponent's hand exerted force, Meng Fuyuan suddenly felt like a tiger with wings added.

The two of them worked together to turn the mirror.

Immediately afterwards, the ground began to make a buzzing sound, the vibration spread from the soles of the feet to the limbs, and even the hair on the head began to shake.

Meng Fuyuan knew mechanism techniques, and could distinguish the sound of the gears turning that the mechanism owner wanted to cover up as much as possible. The movement is so loud, it is estimated that there are more mechanisms involved.

Meng Fuyuan turned his head and saw several bricks were missing from the grayish-yellow ground. The bricks were joined together and turned inwards, creating a square hole about three feet long and wide. The stone masonry can be seen near the ground. Because the secret room is opaque, it is dark when you look down the stairs, but this staircase should connect the ground of the secret room with the ground where Meng Fuyuan is standing now.

Sure enough, there is a secret room!

Meng Fuyuan and Huo looked at each other.

He casually took the copper candlestick with dragon coil pattern next to the mirror, Meng Fuyuan and Huo Yi walked down one by one, the further down they went, the less candlelight they came into contact with, and in the end almost only the candle in their hands was left for lighting. A candle that was more than half burned, it was so dark that it was difficult to distinguish the shape of the object, and even the figure was indistinct, hazy and chaotic.

Meng Fuyuan didn't know what kind of mechanism he stepped on the stairs first, the obvious ground began to shake again, and the only square opening on the top of his head slowly closed.

The only thing that was bright was the copper candlestick in his hand. Seeing this, Huo Yi couldn't help grabbing Meng Fuyuan's left wrist with his right hand, "Master, be careful not to get lost."

The palm of Meng Fuyuan beside him moved, and he took advantage of the situation to hold it, and the palms touched each other. Huo Yi's body froze for a moment, and it was fleeting.

Meng Fuyuan held up a candle and looked forward. There was only one road in front of him. The ground was paved with limestone bricks, and there might be a trap.

But Meng Fuyuan didn't care so much at the moment, he took Huo Yi's hand and walked forward for about 30 steps, all of which were unimpeded, and there was no backstabbing.

Thirty steps later there is a turn. After the turn, the road ahead is much wider. There is a huge mouth of the evil spirit nailed on the wall, as if it is about to jump out of the wall in the next moment to give birth to human flesh. There is a night pearl in its mouth. A bright yellow halo was left on the wall, which made the tunnel much brighter.

Therefore, Meng Fuyuan blew out the candle in his hand.

Many blue-faced fangs and ferocious monsters and monsters are outlined on the wall. The colors are blue, blue, black and crimson. Weapons, supported by an iron platform under the weapons, give people the impression that the fake is fake and the real is fake, and the real and the fake can't be distinguished. Therefore, the iron chains, axes, spears, and night pearls that can be seen all over the wall are reflected on the gray bricks. A distorted and deformed weapon projection was left on the ground, like a ghost crawling on the ground.

Huo Yi clenched his hands a little tighter, his palms sweating slightly, "Vendor Master, there will most likely be barriers blocking the way along the road."