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1226. Life and death separated from yin and yang

He frowned. The resistance was too great. No matter how hard he tried, it could only rotate clockwise by a small angle. He shook his head and tried to turn counterclockwise again. This time it was much smoother.

As soon as he exerted force, the front end of the golden silk dragon stick rotated. The Yin Yang Saint quickly grasped the golden silk dragon stick, fearing that the angle of rotation was too large and would touch the mechanism inside.

The golden coiled dragon stick made a tingling sound in the lock. The sound was exciting, and everyone's heart was in their throats. There was only a faint metallic sound of clicking inside, and everyone took a step back.

I quickly stood in front of Meihui and prepared to cover her.

"Mouse, don't move, it's right here." Sage Yin Yang reminded Lu Haotian, who was holding the tail of the golden dragon stick.

Then his movements began to become very delicate and weak, and he slowly and gently tried to twist the golden coiled dragon stick again. Suddenly, he heard two clicks of the hidden internal locks on both sides of the folding copper door being unlocked.

Lock.

"Okay." He let out a long breath, loosened his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead. The mouse also pulled out the golden silk dragon stick from the lock and handed it to Nalan Hong.

Once the lock was opened, it was easy to work. With a little effort, the mouse pushed up the mysterious underground palace door. Suddenly, the people inside the door were so dazzling that they could hardly open their eyes. I squinted.

I peeked over. The space inside was very large and deep. The walls were lined with maids dressed as maids from the previous dynasty. These dazzling jewels were all produced by the jewelry, hairpins and necklaces they wore.

Although we don’t know whether these maids are real people, these jewelry do not look fake. According to the jargon, fake jewelry is not as beautiful as jewelry, and ancient people rarely used counterfeiting methods. Of course, even if there are fakes,

, and it is impossible to appear in such a place.

"Let's go!" I called to everyone and bent down to enter Ye He's underground palace. However, Yin Yang Saint and Nalan Rongbai, who had been behind me, did not move. Their bodies were getting weaker and weaker.

"You two, let's go. I, Wushuang Adventure, will never abandon my comrades. No matter what your status is, as long as you enter the ancient tomb, you are my comrades. No matter what your health is, I will not abandon you."

You! Mouse, pick up the two old men and let’s go!” I said.

I am speaking from my heart. My thoughts on this point are different from the rules of the old Mojin School. As far as I know, the rules of the Mojin School are that if two people go deep into the ancient tomb together, once one of them is seriously injured and the other is dragged down,

If there is only one, then the fellow disciples can abandon him because they have no ties to him. Some people even choose to hand over all their foster care and then commit suicide in order not to hinder their companions.

"You go in, Shuang'er, be careful." Yin Yang Sage touched my head with his old big hands, just like my father did to me when I was a child. His eyes were full of expectation and encouragement, and he also gave me a difficult to accept.

pet name.

"Treat Miss Meihui well and don't listen to their nonsense. You two have no blood relationship within five generations and can get married. The Gold Touching Sect will count on you two in the future. Don't let the blood of our Hai family be broken! Remember, we are the Hai family.

, are the descendants of Shuerhaqi! Don’t let our ancestors be shamed!” The Yin Yang Saint was very weak, leaning against the wall, his cloudy eyes full of sincere eyes, holding Meihui in one hand, and handed Meihui’s hand to
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