Take the warehouse to rebirth Chapter 230 of the main text of Liudaomen Song Yuting looked at the stone gate intently. This gate looked particularly strange.

From a distance, it is a huge stone gate, but when you get close, you can find that the stone gate is actually composed of sixty-four small gates.

The sixty-four small gates should imply the direction of the hexagram.

It would be difficult to crack.

If you want to find the location and find the real password, you can open the real door.

Otherwise, there would be a life-and-death crisis behind each door.

Meng Yuan looked at the door and murmured in his heart.

The prince put the drawings on him, which are not sixty-four doors.

On the drawings given by the prince, there were obviously thirty-two doors.

Now the number has suddenly doubled, which means that the answer given to him by the prince is definitely incorrect.

How is this possible?

He was a little confused. Could it be that the master invited by the prince had never been here at all?

Song Yuting was there to concentrate on calculating the direction of this hexagram, and he was not good at learning his skills.

Now to really use it to calculate the exact direction, some clues around it are needed to cooperate.

He looked there carefully to see if he could find some clues about the tips around him.

After all, the owners of these so-called ancient tombs are arrogant and feel that they are superior.

It is easy to leave some clues that you can't see through.

I just think they are the smartest in the world.

If he remembered correctly, Prince Xian, who had been circulating for a long time, found this treasure, but many people died.

Now I guess a few of them are not dead enough.

Song Yuting glanced at Meng Yuan.

The corners of the mouth curled up.

This is the one from Prince Xian, can you use it as a gun?

A man leaned against him, and a rich fragrance could be smelled when he was close.

This smell is very familiar.

Someone just slept with him for a long time, and this smelled in his sleep.

I don’t know what fragrant paniculata Wang Xiaoqing used.

Since the taste lasts for a long time.

They fell into the water.

It's so delicious.

"Mr. Song, we have abandoned our past grudges and become friends, right?"

After hearing this, Song Yuting immediately felt something was wrong. What did this girl want to say?

"We both share life and death, and we must be friends. No matter what you think of me, I, Song Yuting, have a clear conviction that we should be friends but not enemies."

"That's good, I'll say something to you. You can't doubt my intention."

Wang Xiaoqing's eyes were expectant.

He was very tall, and she actually felt instinctively disliked it.

She doesn't like people looking up at her, just as she doesn't like being forced to look up at people.

But, regardless of whether he is tall or not, he is his life-saving benefactor.

Compared to Meng Yuan, Song Yuting is more trustworthy.

That is the trust that is exchanged for life.

"you mean?"

Song Yuting would not admit his mistakes in Wang Xiaoqing's eyes.

But just glanced at her like this, and saw her lower eyes and found a layer of pink on her cheeks.

"I mean we must be alert to Lord Meng and others, they are the people of King Xian."

This is all she can say.

Song Yuting breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then we will reach a consensus. I also think Meng Yuan didn't tell the truth! Those people should be the best among the lieutenants. Look at the gold talisman that only lieutenants can have on their necks. Of course, I can't see it now! But I just saw it by accident.

These people came to the secret room.”

Song Yuting made up his mind that it would not be possible to get this wealth by King Xian again.

Not everyone says that being good at will has many help, but not helping you.

Even if King Xian was in the last life, he would not be able to sit down at the bottom of his butt, and his queen joined hands with others to remove him from the stage.

King Xian should stand aside in this life.

Don't waste this great treasure.

"Yeah, that's what I mean, Lord Song, that's the only thing we can do is to give it to our backs."

Wang Xiaoqing did not expect that Song Yuting would relax even more easily than she thought.

She thought she would have to spend more time.

I didn't expect it!

Wang Xiaoqing stretched out his little finger and Song Yuting frowned.

He looked at the white and slender little finger in confusion.

The joints are clear, and the woman's skeleton is relatively small, but her little fingers look crystal clear and white and round.

"The hook is hung for a hundred years and cannot be changed. Whoever changes is the king's egg. If it doesn't matter, the ancestors of whom will be despised by ten generations."

Wang Xiaoqing felt that Wang's egg was not enough to convince people.

Scholars have a greater reputation than heaven.

I definitely wouldn't want his ancestors to be scolded for ten generations.

This is a very heavy oath.

Those who die the whole family.

She couldn't say it.

I really don’t have the potential to be a bad guy, and I won’t even swear to swear.

Song Yuting stared at her big eyes, and he found that she had black eyes as deep as night.

However, because of the tension, I actually brought a trace of innocence.

It makes ten generations of ancestors be scolded.

It was probably a vicious trick that the person in front of him thought of.

"Okay! One word is determined."

Slim fingers wrap around.

With his hands tightly clenched, Wang Xiaoqing proudly stamped the seal with his thumb and the other person's thumb.

"good!"

Song Yuting stood up and said, "Since it's fine, let's go and see what we should do. We can't stay here and wait. I'm afraid that my guards will raid your Wang family if they wait."

This is what Song Yuting is worried about.

In order to find himself, my guards may really turn the Wang family into the sky.

Meng Yuan was so angry that his teeth were itchy.

Why did Song Yuting shake hands with that girl?

A Hongdu governor, don’t know what this means?

A man and a woman are hooking their fingers together.

It's simply shameless and obscene.

Even the scholars have forgotten their etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame.

But when he faced Wang Xiaoqing, he just couldn't get angry.

He felt sad that no matter how angry he felt in his heart, he would only feel bitter when facing Wang Xiaoqing's innocent and innocent face, especially the bright eyes on his face.

Wang Xiaoqing must not know about this.
To be continued...