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Two hundred and sixty-eight Holy City(2/3)

Xu Yuan stood quietly and waited for the arrival of "Lord Siming".

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After the two of them paused, there was no sound around them.

For a moment,

A clear female voice came from the sky, speaking in a slightly awkward language:

"Who are you?"

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Coming.

Looking along the sound, Xu Yuanxian saw a pair of exposed slender jade legs.

The knees and shins are well-proportioned, and the calves have strong and beautiful lines like bows. They are elegant and moving, but they seem to be full of strength like a female leopard, revealing the ultimate allure.

Another leg girl, but unfortunately her skin is too frighteningly white, not as good-looking as the legs of his princess.

Thinking about it, he moved his eyes upward, and when he saw the face, Xu Yuan's eyes narrowed.

Beautiful girls always make people feel happy.

The woman wears a crown of thorns on her head, her black eyebrows are like newly drawn leaves, her bright eyes are as bright as morning stars, her face is covered with gauze, and a beautiful character can be faintly seen in the gentle breeze, her pink lips are like fresh water chestnuts, as thin as a film, Hydrating and moving.

The material of her clothes is also very different from that of ordinary soldiers.

The sleeves of the robe are wide, and the fabric is as soft as silk smoke. It perfectly fits the undulating and graceful body. A blood-colored pendant falls flat on her soft and undulating chest, and radiates in the dark mid-air. Weird red light.

But soon,

Xu Yuan saw a familiar feeling in this woman's dress.

Could this be another "old acquaintance" of his?

Thinking about it, Xu Yuan's eyes became a little strange.

Because apart from the White Walkers, there are no "old acquaintances" in this dead underground palace.

Meditation Room,

Li Qingyan raised his eyes and glanced at the woman above him, then spoke, his voice as cold as snow:

"Come down and talk. I don't like to look up to others."

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Si Ming looked at the woman's breath below him, was silent for a moment, and landed three feet in front of the two of them, with a clear voice:

"These two people are not like our seven-city covenant people, but they come from the ground?"

The woman's voice sounded very calm, but when she said the last word "ground", there was a clear vibrato.

Xu Yuan could hear this level of vibrato, and Li Qingyan could naturally hear it too.

But she didn't reply immediately. Instead, she glanced sideways at the "coach" beside her, only to see that the dead man was staring at the woman opposite without blinking, with no intention of answering.

With a cold snort in his heart, Li Qingyan turned to look at the strangely dressed vixen opposite him.

According to common sense, ten thousand years is enough to erase many things.

For her and Xu Yuan, this is the underground, but for these people who have been born and raised in the underground city for countless generations, this is their whole world.

A frog at the bottom of a well can understand the vastness of the sky.

This was indeed beyond her expectation.

With a chuckle, Li Qingyan’s rustling voice brought laughter:

"You also know about the ground? I just observed the conversations of other people in the city, and it seems that they don't know that there is a ground."

Hearing the other party's semi-affirmative answer, Siming's hand hidden in the wide sleeves of his robe clenched slightly:

"I am in charge of the Seven Cities Study Room, which contains information about the ground."

Li Qingyan understood what was said and took the sword back to Xumijie:

"After thousands of years, you have not formed a civilization fault, which is very good."

History books can be tampered with, and written carriers can be burned.

A coup, a struggle for power, the real history is likely to be changed beyond recognition.

After thousands of years, it is really not easy for these people to still retain information about the ground.

The beautiful face under Si Ming's veil forced a smile, a pair of bright eyes flashed with a hint of hesitation, and asked:

"I also hope that you two will not publicize this matter in the city."

Li Qingyan chuckled and Yingsa nodded:

"This is natural."

Si Ming thanked him after hearing this, and then spoke again, his voice forced to maintain calm:

"You two, you don't know the ground"

"Hey, are you going to let us stand here and talk?"

Xu Yuan finally spoke at this time. He looked at the woman with excited eyes and said with a low smile: "Although you have been here for thousands of years, you should also know some ways of hospitality, right?"

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Si Ming looked at the handsome man who suddenly interrupted her, frowned slightly, and subconsciously glanced at Li Qingyan.

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Seeing the other party's reaction, Xu Yuan sighed slightly in his heart.

Mad, it is indeed this woman.

Bai Muxi,

Extremely strong-willed, giving birth to the kind of strong-willed monkey.

A woman who loves the day but hates the night. She stands on the beach every morning to watch the rising sun.

But these are not important. What is important is that the place where this woman appears in "Cangyuan" is not the underground palace of death at all, but a Strait port in Dayan.

Li Qingyan noticed something strange about Xu Yuan, felt strange in his heart, and said in a funny voice:

"You won't be angry because of this woman's contempt, will you?"

Xu Yuan raised his eyes and smiled, saying:

"Of course not. In such a desperate situation, both men and women will be attracted to the strong. It is normal for her to look down on me with my cultivation level."

"Then why do you have such an expression?"

"Because the exit in our prime minister's information may no longer exist."

"."Li Qingyan.

There is only one possibility to make Bai Muxi, who should not appear in the Deadly Underground Palace, appear here.

The exit in Xu Yuan's memory was most likely dug by the Bai Muxi in front of him in order to escape from the underground palace.

But looking at Bai Muxi's excitement when she saw the two outsiders, she knew that this woman hadn't even started making plans to go out.

They came early.

The easiest way to "skip class" is gone.

But it doesn’t matter, he has other ways to ‘skip class’ here.

And if forced to do so, one can also use the power of the barbarian king to directly penetrate this dead underground palace by making a deal.

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While Xu Yuan was thinking, the three of them were silent for several breaths.

Bai Muxi's eyes kept looking back and forth between Xu Yuan and Li Qingyan.

In the end, it was Li Qingyan who took the lead to break the silence:

"Si Ming, this is the head coach of this palace. He and I are the leader."

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When Bai Muxi heard this, her eyes were a little confused.

She didn't understand why such a strong person would take orders from a weak person.

Xu Yuan knew the woman's thinking logic very well and chuckled:

"Si Ming, the ground is not the underground, and the level of cultivation does not determine everything, do you understand?"

Bai Muxi's bright eyes flickered for a moment, her two broad sleeves were closed, and she bowed:

"In this case, I am being disrespectful and would like to invite you two to the shrine for a brief explanation."
To be continued...
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