Strange Worlds: The Sequence

Countless dark iron coffins were suspended in the air by arm-thick iron chains, extending into the invisible darkness as far as the eye could see.

"Where is the treasure?"

Zhou Suhuan hid behind Fang Ziming, poking his head:

"Treasure? There is nothing on the ground."

Chen Yuyan looked up at the black coffin above her head, and said in a deep voice, "It's on top."

As Chen Yuyan said, someone jumped onto the coffin in the distance, opened the coffin and touched the corpse.

The people buried in these coffins should all be buried with the palace. The Nanyue Kingdom has the custom of burying the emperor. Not only the concubines of the Nanyue king must be kept alive in the coffin, but even the servants and maids who serve must be sent into the tomb.

The emperor of Nanyue believed that after doing this, he could become the king who ruled the lives of countless people in the underworld after death.

There are no good things on the first floor. If you are lucky enough to encounter the coffins of the guards, you can find acquired weapons and elixirs. If you are unlucky, you can't get a tael of silver by prying open more than a dozen coffins.

Going forward, there is a fork in the road ahead, leading to different directions.

Chen Yuyan didn't speak, waiting for Fang Ziming to make a decision.

At this time, we have to keep silent and let the protagonists give full play to their subjective initiative.

Fang Ziming pondered for a moment, and chose the most central path.

After entering, the road gradually becomes narrow, and there are long lights hanging on the walls on the left and right sides.

It is said that the lamp oil of this ever-burning lamp is shark oil made from the skin and flesh of sharks, which can burn continuously for thousands of years.

At the end of the road is an underground palace, but most of it has collapsed.

At this time, dozens of people in the underground palace were already rummaging through the ruins, trying to see if they could find something good.

Chen Yuyan also followed into the underground palace, searching casually.

Suddenly, as if he saw something, he bent down and pulled out a broken sword from the ruins.

"It's an innate weapon, but it's a pity that it's damaged so badly that it's useless."

Chen Yuyan shook her head, threw the broken sword on the ground, and continued to search.

Two or three quarters of an hour passed, and the few of them had gained a lot.

Chen Yuyan searched and found two bottles of pills, Fang Ziming picked up a dagger owned by Houtian Bing, and everyone else also gained something.

Just when everyone was safe and sound and searched separately, another group of people poured in from the entrance of the underground palace, all of them were disciples of the Diancang Sect in moon-white costumes.

This group of people seems to be young, but they have all reached the foreground of the interior scene, and even two older disciples have reached the background of the interior scene.

But at this time, the group of disciples was surrounded by a little girl in a long skirt, obviously centered on her.

This little girl looks like she is only twenty-eight years old, although she can't be called beautiful, she is somewhat delicate and pleasant.

More importantly, her appearance looks somewhat similar to that of Yang Wufeng, the "Returning Wind Dancing Willow" I saw outside the tomb.

This little girl protected by disciples of the Diancang Sect is none other than Yang Shuimo, the daughter of "Iron Goshawk" Yang Yanting, the head of the Diancang Sect, and Yang Wufeng's sister of the same father and mother.

Yang Yanting got a daughter when she was old. Among the three sons of the Yang family, Yang Shuimo was the only daughter.

Everyone in the Yang family loves Yang Shuimo very much, which also makes Yang Shuimo's character arrogant and conceited. Except for his father and three brothers, he doesn't pay attention to anyone.

"Listen up everyone inside, this underground palace has been taken over by my Diancang faction, all of you who are sensible, get out!"

Yang Shuimo said softly, her delicate face was full of arrogance.

She has been the little princess of the Diancang School since she was a child, and she is well protected, but being locked up on the Diancang Mountain every day, Yang Shuimo has long felt that she can't bear the boredom.

This time, she finally begged her elder brother to take her down the mountain and venture into the rivers and lakes. She must make an achievement for her father and elder brother to see!

Many of the dozens of people left are idle fighters, seeing that the other party is so many and powerful, and they are still disciples of the Diantang Sect, they can't help but flinch in their hearts.

But there were also people who were dissatisfied and stood up and retorted: "Why let us go? Obviously we came first, and this underground palace was not sent by you, how can you be so overbearing!"

But in the next moment, before the speaking casual cultivator could say anything more, a bow and arrow pierced his throat and fell to the ground.

"Overbearing, what's wrong with me being overbearing?"

Yang Shuimo withdrew his bow and arrow, snorted coldly: "I said this is from the Diancang sect, it is the Diancang sect, you lowly pigs dare to refute me."

"If you don't obey me, that's the end!"

Seeing this, the two backstage martial artists who were following Yang Shuimo felt helpless.

Their Dian Cang Sect is a righteous sect, and it is too unscrupulous for my junior sister to do this.

Really spoiled by the boss.

But even though they were Yang Shuimo's seniors, they didn't dare to provoke her at all. With the temperament of this little devil, if they made her unhappy, and complained to her three brothers later, he would definitely have no good fruit to eat.

Forget it, anyway, it's not me who is unlucky, and they don't bother to take care of it.

There are only a few warriors in the rivers and lakes, and there are not many who have started the sequence, so there is no big storm.

Although the remaining warriors were resentful, they had no choice but to leave the underground palace aggrieved under the playful gaze of all the disciples of the Diancang sect.

Fang Ziming remained expressionless, and followed him out of the underground palace.

Although he was also very upset in his heart, the situation was compelling, and that was the only way he could do it if he couldn't beat him.

This is the rivers and lakes, whoever has the biggest fist is right.

If only Fang Ziming was there, he would go up and fight no matter what. This group of people couldn't keep him, but now there are other companions there, and he couldn't protect him.

He had received the favor of the Plain Girl School and promised An Zhou and his master that he would take them back safely.

"Wait, people can leave, but they have to leave behind everything they found in this underground palace."

Yang Shuimo suddenly spoke again, staring at the things everyone was holding.

She heard that there are good things hidden in the tombs, maybe there are treasures waiting for her, the girl of destiny, to discover them.

As soon as this remark came out, it aroused public outrage.

Everyone looked at Yang Shuimo angrily, but when they saw the disciples of the Dincang Sect beside her, they lowered their heads powerlessly.

He had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and go forward, handing over the things he found from the underground palace one by one.

Chen Yuyan didn't say anything, and took the two bottles of pills he picked up in his hands.

The less trouble, the better.

The main thing is to find the Nuosheng mask, don't waste your precious time here, unnecessary entanglement with the disciples of these gangs.

Anyway, the color of these two bottles of pills is not very good, it is not as good as the ones he bought from the scorpion tribe.

When it was Chen Yuyan's turn, Yang Shuimo took the porcelain bottle in his hand, but before he could leave, a disciple stopped him and said:

"Wait, what do I think you just picked up more than two bottles of pills?"

"Did you hide it secretly!"

Looking at the domineering look of the gang members in front of him, the anger in Chen Yuyan's heart gradually became uncontrollable.

"I just picked up two bottles, believe it or not."

Yang Shuimo frowned, and raised his hand to slap Chen Yuyan.

Chen Yuyan turned away, looking at Yang Shuimo's arrogant appearance, a sense of hostility spontaneously arose in his heart.

"Don't be shameless!"

Yang Shuimo stared at Chen Yuyan, his eyes were full of disgust, he was just a lowly martial artist, why should he talk to the members of the Diancang Sect with such an attitude!

Ridiculous!

The surrounding disciples of the Diancang Sect also gathered around one after another, looking at Chen Yuyan with unkind eyes.

The scattered people around also gathered together, but they had no intention of helping Chen Yuyan at all, most of them were watching the fun.

Chen Yuyan stared coldly, her heart was burning with anger, her fists were clenched tightly, wishing to chop everyone in front of her into pieces.

He wanted to kill someone even when it was raining, but he really didn't know how he endured it.

The characteristic "anger" may erupt at any time, and Chen Yuyan can only suppress the anger by constantly driving the blinding eyes.

He opened the package and threw it to them.

"Look for it yourself and see if there is anything else."

"The elixir in it was bought by the Scorpion Tribe, and it has the imprint of the Scorpion Tribe on it."

Yang Shuimo snorted coldly, took the package, looked it over and thought it was all right, then threw it back.

"It would have been better if it had been like this earlier, you don't know current affairs!"

Chen Yuyan didn't answer, turned around and walked out of the underground palace with a cold face.

He repeatedly warned himself in his heart.

calm down.

There are too many people here, it is not easy to start.

Apart from these disciples of the Diancang Sect, there were dozens of casual cultivators. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Chen Yuyan had to be prepared to offend the Diancang Sect if he dared to do anything.

There is no need for this.

Otherwise, sooner or later, he will make this group of people the same as the previous barbarians, stringing them on the ground one by one!

"This khaki-colored mask is pretty pretty, let me show you, Senior Sister."

Suddenly, the exclamation of the disciples of the Diancang Sect came from behind, and a thunderstorm shook Chen Yuyan's ears.

mask? !

He turned around and saw a disciple of the Diancang Sect snatch half a khaki mask from a loose man, and handed it to Yang Shuimo.

Chen Yuyan's pupils shrank suddenly.

Because that mask is nothing but the Nuo Sheng mask he has been thinking about!

Isn't the Nuosheng mask on the second floor of the Nanyue king's tomb?

How could it be found on the first floor!

Could it be that this is the entrance to the second floor of the tomb?

Looking at the ruins on the other side of the underground palace, Chen Yuyan fell into deep thought.

but……

Why only half a sheet?

Half a sheet is half a sheet, even if there is only half a sheet, it is still a Nuosheng mask.

Chen Yuyan turned her head to look at the mask in Yang Shuimo's hand, her eyes were as fierce as a hungry wolf.

No matter what, he wanted to get the Nuosheng mask.

If you can't get it, you will lose everyone; if you get it, you will soar into the sky in the future!

After leaving the underground palace, Fang Ziming and the others were waiting for him outside.

They went out earlier and did not see the confrontation between Chen Yuyan and the Dian Cang Party.

"Your elixir was also taken away?"

Fang Ziming said depressedly, besides the dagger, he also found a few porcelain vases, but they were all taken away by the people from the Diancang Sect.

Back at the fork, everyone was a little depressed, and anyone who was kicked out like a bereaved dog would not look good.

"That girl is the daughter of the head of the Diancang Sect. She has a delicate and unreasonable personality. She is also well-known in southern Xinjiang. Ren Ren passed."

An Xi whispered, she obviously knew Yang Shuimo, and she was the first one to walk out of the underground palace just now.

"Everyone, I still have some things to do, so I have to excuse me first."

Chen Yuyan suddenly spoke, which made Fang Ziming and the others startled.

Zhou Suhuan was a little puzzled, "It's not Brother Chen, why is it so sudden?"

Chen Yuyan shook her head and said, "I still have some important things to do, so it's not convenient for me to go with you."

"I'll come back to you when things are done."

He also didn't say what to do, seeing Chen Yuyan's firm attitude, they had no choice but to give up.

Afterwards, Chen Yuyan parted ways with Fang Ziming and others.

After watching Fang Ziming and the others leave, he turned around and returned to the underground palace.

The plan is not as good as the change. Originally, I planned to follow Fang Ziming and others to the second-floor tomb to find the Nuosheng mask.

Unexpectedly, the Nuosheng mask actually appeared on the first floor. Although there is only half of it, you must not let it slip away from your eyes!

Chen Yuyan didn't know too much about the game plot before "Five Poisons Out of the Barbarians", but remembered that the Scorpion Tribe found the Nuosheng mask on the second floor.

As for how it was obtained, maybe it was snatched from the Diancang faction?

Whether it is true or not is not important now, the important thing is to get the half of the Nuosheng mask.

If the mask is "Huifeng Wuliu" Yang Wufeng, Chen Yuyan will still have some difficulty getting it.

But now the only ones who got the mask were his sister Yang Shuimo and a group of second-generation disciples who had just left the mountain.

"hehe."

Chen Yuyan grinned, eyes full of anger, and held the long knife behind her in her hand.

Then Chen Yuyan's figure gradually disappeared into the dark passage.

Originally, he was going to swallow this breath, after all, it wasn't worth it.

But now God gave Chen Yuyan a perfect reason that he couldn't refuse.

"Dare to grab my things, are you ready to die?!"