Traveling through troubled times: Princess disguises herself as a man and becomes a soldier to earn

After Su Xuemei finished speaking, she turned away angrily, muttering, "You unromantic ice cube deserves to be disliked by everyone. I'm so mad. Si Ling, just wait for me."

Si Ling ignored him. After finishing looking at all the murals, he sat in the corner with a heavy heart. He looked at the clay figurines in front of him. His eyes were a little more complicated and conflicted.

Outside the stone gate, footsteps could be heard faintly.

Everyone turned their heads to look over with alert eyes. After seeing who it was, both sides were stunned and stood there without recovering from the shock. It was really... this person looked too embarrassed.

There is no trace of the previous immortal-looking Wen Shengzi.

Wen Ruosheng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw it was them. He had been tense and fighting all the way, and he was really tired. If that ghost thing was still in this stone chamber, they would all die here.

Fortunately, God is merciful and he did not open the wrong door.

Yin Feng's body was covered with scars, with blood dripping on the ground. He looked at them with a bit of dissatisfaction. Why was Shengmen so dangerous and they were in such a mess, but the other party looked unharmed.

"Master, is the door on the left really the exit? I feel like we've been tricked."

"...!!"

Wen Ruosheng raised his hand, took out a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and straightened his hair crown. When he heard Yin Feng's words, his hand stopped for a moment, his face looked a little ugly, and the way that madman spoke kept flashing in his mind.

He closed his eyes. He didn't want to admit that he was too anxious and didn't finish listening. She should have said something else. Could it be that the door on the left was not the door of life, but... the door of death? Otherwise, why did they encounter such strange things along the way?

The bugs are considered good, but the ghost things behind them are chilling to think about. In comparison, Si Ling and his group suffered very little casualties. If it was a death gate, the losses would not be so small.

So, he was tricked, by that bitch.

Wen Ruosheng gritted his teeth and looked at them: "Where is Princess Jiang Li? Why isn't she with you? And what did she not finish saying at that time? "

Xue Ling looked indifferent, as if she didn't hear what he said.

When the others saw him tear off his disguise and reveal his ferocious appearance, they felt sympathetic, but for a moment they didn't know whether to say anything or not, so they all looked at him in silence.

The sympathy in that look was so obvious that even without asking, Wen Ruosheng had already made a judgment. What that bitch didn't say was most likely that the door on the left was a dead end.

Wen Ruosheng sneered, "Very good, very good indeed. This is the first time in his life that he has been teased like this. Jiang Li, wait for me. When you get out, you must deal with Qi State first in the future battle."

He just couldn't swallow the humiliation that the Qi Kingdom was not destroyed.

Su Xuemei saw that some of their people were approaching the clay figurines, and hurriedly shouted: "Wait, don't get close to those things. Once you touch them, you will be assimilated and turned into clay figurines. Those clay figurines will come alive."

"…What are you talking about? This is just a clay figure."

Seeing that he didn't listen, Su Xuemei became furious. She turned her head and looked at Wen Ruosheng, her voice filled with anger: "Sir Wen, this is how you manage your subordinates. I told you not to touch that thing."

"You want to kill us, don't you? That thing will really come alive. Don't touch it."

Wen Ruosheng had a calm expression, his eyes were deep, "Really? Thank you for your reminder, Saint. Now that Lin Shan is back, don't mess with those clay figures."

Lin Shan's eyes fell on the hairpin on the clay figure's head, and he felt a little envious. If he was not mistaken, the hairpin was inlaid with a luminous pearl. Although it was a bit small, it could make a lot of money if it was sold.

It would be a waste to carry it on a clay man's head. It would be better for him to keep it himself. As for what those people said, he didn't believe a single word. A clay man is just a clay man. There is no way it can come to life.

The things he encountered before all came out of the dark. He had seen terracotta warriors before, so how could they be alive? They had been dead for many years.

He agreed and quickly pulled out the night-light pearl hairpin. When he was about to walk back, he found that he couldn't move his feet. He looked down and saw the mud spreading along his feet with a look of fear.

Shouting: "Holy Son, save me, save my subordinates!!"

In the blink of an eye, a living person turned into a clay figurine. The original clay figurine opened its eyes, raised the corners of its mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile, and the exquisite clothes on its body were obviously different from those of other people.

Everyone realized something was wrong, but before they could stop it, they saw the clay figure in gorgeous clothes raise his foot and take a step forward. He stepped on something and a crackling sound was heard.

The place where "she" was standing cracked open, revealing a big dark hole. A cold and sinister aura emanated from it. Before the clay figure in gorgeous clothes fell to the ground, it grinned at them, a smile that made people feel cold in their hearts.

Xue Ling stood up and looked at the black hole vigilantly, raising his hand ready to attack at any time. A chill spread over and froze the cave, and the sound inside became louder and louder.

Everyone stood up and looked at the frozen cave entrance with vigilance.

Su Xuemei looked at Wen Ruosheng, her eyes full of disgust: "Sage Wen, your people are touching things recklessly. If anything damned is released, I will fight you to the death."

"Hmph, let's wait and see. If you want to die, don't drag others along."

The sound of ice breaking was heard, and everyone's heart tightened. Si Ling's ability could restrain the clay figurine, so how could it break so quickly? What on earth was inside it? It was so evil and scary.

One was naked, with the umbilical cord still hanging from his belly, his purple head exposed, his limbs propped up on the ground, his eyes staring at them fiercely, and a baby's crying sound coming from his mouth.

That voice seemed to be able to penetrate people's souls. Everyone covered their heads in agony. Su Xuemei gritted her teeth, blood oozing from the corners of her mouth: "Damn it, what the hell is this thing..."

Things kept crawling out, pounced on people, and started biting them. Screams were heard, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts. They raised their hands to attack, but the things dodged them.

People kept falling down, screams and babies' cries mixed together, stirring up the violence in people's hearts, and they started fighting.

The air was filled with blood, so thick that it was hard to breathe. Su Xuemei raised her hand, and a black mist surrounded the baby. She drew the soft sword from her waist and stabbed it directly.

With a bang, as if it had been stabbed into an iron plate, the baby raised its head, revealing its jagged teeth, staring at her intently, as if it wanted to tear off her flesh and blood and devour it all.

"Woo, woo, what the hell is this thing? It's so scary. The sword can't penetrate it at all. How can we kill it? Wen Ruosheng, you jinx, it's all your fault. We are really going to die here."

"No trace of your body is left. Ahhhh, I will fight you to the death."

When I was in despair, I heard a familiar voice: "Yo, there are many kinds of fights, both human and non-human, it's very lively."