[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

When Feng Lidao woke up, he didn't know how long it had been, the red snake coiled around his shoulder with its eyes closed.

The scholar in white hesitated for a moment, then carefully picked up the dagger on the ground with his left hand.

The snake didn't seem to notice it, it didn't even respond to the dagger piercing into the flesh, Feng Lidao squinted his eyes, and finally felt that something was wrong, gently poked the red snake with the blade, but found that it had been dead for a long time.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief and was about to put away the dagger, his hand suddenly froze.

The eye of the Tiangang formation is the red snake. If the snake dies, wouldn't they be trapped in it until they die of old age?

Or don't die of old age, just the poisonous gas attack can't last for a few days.

When Feng Lidao thought of this, his heart skipped a beat, and he turned around and picked up the red snake.But the snake head, which was originally full of energy, has also dimmed at this moment. It has indeed been dead for a long time.

Feng Lidao already regretted it.

If a person loses his life, what's the use of asking for a treasure?

But this time only allowed to enter but not to exit, once entered, there was no room for repentance.

The young scholar put the dead snake into his arms, hesitated for a while but was still ready to go on, no matter what, he had to meet Baozang to not lose his life in vain.

He walked straight along the original path, and the pictures on the stone wall became clearer and clearer.

The first scene is the battle between the people of Dabai Shang Kingdom and the Mongolian cavalry holding a machete, and dead bodies are everywhere outside the city gate.

Going forward, there are priests in white clothes holding torches and kneeling to pray to heaven.

The ancient Xixia Kingdom has always had this kind of tradition. I have seen Feng Lidao in ancient books before, but I was not surprised at all-until the third scene saw the figure on the throne behind the sacrifice.

The familiar face reappeared, Feng Lidao hesitated, and felt that this place was getting weirder and weirder.

The person on the throne looks exactly like him or Yuhuatian.

It could be said to be an illusion before, but now that the red snake is dead, what the naked eye sees is real, and Feng Lidao can't find an explanation at this moment.

Can't help but think of those legends about the leftover pearls in the market, does he really have any relationship with this ancient country?

Just as he was thinking, he felt the sound of water flowing in the dark grotto getting louder and louder, as if it was right next to his ears.

The scholar froze and turned his head slowly, only to see the flood breaking out of the wall, as if it was about to devour people ferociously.

A lot of poison suddenly appeared in the main hall at unknown time.

It was densely packed all over the place, and Yuhuatian's complexion gradually became serious.

The 99 kinds of poisonous insects in Tiangang Formation each perform their own duties, and only one possibility makes them run away like bereaved dogs.

"Someone moved their eyes."

Wu Qun said lightly.

The beauty frowned and couldn't see the expression, but she looked a little cold with the light gauze wrapped in the snow skin.

Yu Huatian's face was cold, and he used Qi instead of a sword in his left hand to cut off the centipede that had crawled up to him.

The ground shook violently, and the poisonous substances that had fled slowly gathered together.

With his eyes fixed slightly, he suddenly drew out the soft sword at his waist and wrapped it around the top of the stone, holding the beauty in his arms and hanging in the air.

The gathering of those poisonous insects seemed like some kind of sacrifice.

Wu Qun looked sideways, and after an unknown amount of time, the poisonous insects slowly stopped moving.

A white stone platform slowly rises from the ground.

There is a small box on the stone platform, and there is not even dust on it for so many years.

"What do you think is in there?"

Wu Qun bent her eyes, a little curious.

The golden blue cat eyes were full of eyes looking at him, Yu Huatian smiled heavily:

"I guess it's a token."

What token would be more important than the treasure accumulated over the years?

This question was fully explained at the moment the box was opened - the soldier talisman.

The talismans of Xixia's 24 iron cavalry.

The young governor wearing the dark green flying fish suit laughed: "Back then Dabai Shangguo relied on these ferocious cavalry to gain a foothold in the desert. When the country is destroyed, these good generals will naturally be kept."

Wu Qun thought of what the tomb guard said before he died, so she understood.

Xixia has been subjugated for many years. If the iron cavalry from that year survived, it might have infiltrated the Ming court by now. Many people responded with a vertical arm call. This soldier talisman is more valuable than gold and silver treasures.

The poisonous insect had retreated slowly, Yu Huatian frowned slightly, and picked up the brocade box with a soft sword in his hand.

But the box did not reach him.

A loach-like figure slashed under the sword, and took the soldier talisman with its mouth.

"Let me take a look."

Feng Lidao laughed on his face, but he didn't dare to be careless in his actions.

Yu Huatian sneered: "I'm afraid you are risking your life."

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already struck, and the sharp sword wrapped around the scholar's neck as quickly as lightning.

He has the same face as him, which is really an eyesore.

Feng Lidao still smiled on his face, he seemed to know that his life was going to be lost here, so he was very bold.

"If you kill me, we won't be able to get out."

He lay on his back with a soldier talisman in his hand and sighed: "I never imagined that one day I would die with the famous Xichang Factory Governor Yu Huatian."

The young man narrowed his phoenix eyes, and suddenly chuckled: "You're wrong."

"It's you who are going to die."

His sword ren was wrapped more and more tightly around the scholar's neck, and if he moved his hand again, it would cut the artery.

But he stopped because another sword was on his neck.

It was a very soft sword, as soft as satin.

"Yuhuatian."

Wu Qun squinted her eyes and whispered.

Feng Li Dao's eyes flickered slightly, and he took this opportunity to avoid under the sword quickly.

That beauty has snow skin and black hair, and the smile on her face is extremely sweet. When she says his name, she seems to be calling for her sweetheart, but her sword is merciless.

Yuhuatian sneered and turned around slowly.

His eyes were heavy, those arrogance and wantonness, ambition and unscrupulousness finally turned into bottomless ink.

"I'll give you one more chance."

He stretched out his hand and said softly to the girl holding the sword in front of him.

Wu Qun tilted her head and looked at him like a cat, only him was reflected in her golden blue eyes.

Those who have actually seen Yuhuatian will definitely not confuse him with Fengli Dao, that man with a lonesome face and sloppy brows is something that no one else can learn from.

"If I don't let go, will you kill me?"

she asked softly.

The hall was quiet, and the soft voice was extraordinarily clear.

Feng Lidao tightened his hand holding the soldier talisman, then he heard the young man in the flying fish suit ask with a deep smile:

"Why him?"

He had already seen this scene in the mirror, thinking of the scene where the soft sword pierced his heart, Yu Huatian's eyes darkened.

Wu Qun shook her head slightly: "You are very kind to me."

"But only he can take the treasure."

Of course, the soldier talisman of Dabaishang Kingdom can only be taken away by the descendants of Xixia. This is the promise of Nine Girls to the tombkeeper.

She watched the young man bend his eyes, his golden blue pupils were as gentle and ruthless as crescent moons.

Yuhuatian also laughed.

The wound on the right hand hidden in the sleeve was split open, and blood was seeping on the gauze.

"careful!"

As soon as Feng Li Dao was about to be reminded, the young man had already started.

The dark blue sleeve wind and the soft sword are intertwined, which is dazzling for a while.

The scholar in white held his breath, but suddenly felt an earthquake in the sky.

The stone pillar on the altar suddenly fell down.

Feng Lidao closed his eyes, the lines where he was bitten by the red snake before spread, and a road gradually appeared in front of him.

This is the only way to escape from the dungeon.

He glanced at the two of them and shouted, "Stop beating, go away."

The hall collapsed very quickly, falling apart in an instant.The Fengli knife was separated by the moving stones, and stretched out its hand towards the opposite bank.

But neither of them moved.

Blood slowly flowed from the corner of Wu Qun's lips, and the vermilion glistening on her snow-white face was shocking.

They were poisoned as soon as they entered the city, and the internal force they activated just now naturally intensified the poison.

The escaping stone got farther and farther away, Yu Huatian sneered and forcibly shot again regardless of the poisonous hair.

"You are crazy!"

She frowned to avoid the sword qi from her fingertips, but the qi/acupoints were scattered by the other hand.

The blood on the right hand of the lonely young man fell to the ground drop by drop, and even the light feather skirt in his arms was also stained a little.

Wu Qun's body was poisoned, and his heart throbbed with cramps.The snow-skinned and red-lipped beauty slowly frowned, looking as weak as a poor cat, no matter who in this world saw her, their hearts would soften.

Yuhuatian sighed.

The color of his lips had gradually turned black, but he slowly lowered his head and kissed those trembling long eyelashes.

"Tiangang's even number is broken. Even though the Red Snake opened a way for the destined person, but at most two people can go out."

When he said this, he chuckled softly, and his voice was wanton: "A Qun, are you afraid?"

That icy kiss fell on the golden-blue water pupil, a bit gentle for no reason.

Wu Qun slowly opened her eyes.

At this time, his expression was indifferent, like the lonely and arrogant supervisor of the West Factory when we first met.

"Why do you want to be emperor?"

she asked suddenly.

Yu Huatian slightly closed his eyes and sneered, "Why can't I be emperor?"

"I dare to do what he dare not do. This world should have changed hands long ago."

He is bound to win the military talisman because he intends to win the throne, but he doesn't want to meet a scratching cat.

The stone was getting farther and farther away, and the hand outstretched by Fengli Dao gradually became blurred.

Yuhuatian's kiss had already landed on those soft lips, his eyes were dark, and his arms around her waist slowly tightened.

Wu Qun licked the blood on her lips, eyebrows and eyes curved: "I don't like you."

she said softly.

Even with such ruthless words, the beauty's face is still sweet and touching.

Yu Huatian paused slightly, then smiled in a deep voice: "I don't like you either."

His voice is gentle, but his eyes are arrogant and arrogant.

Such a person does not bother to lie.

Wu Qun bent her lips, but the smile disappeared the next moment.

The young man's clothes were already stained red with poisonous blood, he pushed the beauty away, and the qi in the palm of his hand helped her fall to the opposite bank.

The stone pillar collapsed suddenly, and the half-square altar that was standing just now slowly sank.

Yu Huatian half-closed his eyes and sneered, "Get lost."

The surface of Fengli's knife was rotten by gravel, and blood slid down the corners of his eyes.

There is only one Yuhuatian in this world, he would rather die than lose, no one can destroy his pride.

As the rocks fell and boomed, Wu Qun slightly closed her eyes.