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Yan was surprised because it was obviously a sewer.Generally speaking, only the sewer mouth will be equipped with mesh to block fallen leaves, animal carcasses and other garbage, so as not to block the water flow channel.This stone net was carved directly on the rock wall, and those small square holes were washed round by the water flow, the craftsmanship is very good.

Yan saw light ahead through this stone net!Although it is not very bright, it seems to be projected layer upon layer from a high place, but there is really light!

Yan is very happy!No, I was so excited that I was about to cry.

He shattered the stone net with one palm, and then he thought whether he should continue to swim forward to find out while his breath was still stable, or go back and explain to everyone.

After thinking about it, Yan decided to go back and explain to everyone, because everyone would be worried, especially Usman.

Since knowing that he has no martial arts, Yan has always felt uneasy. After all, Usman will have troubles, and as the Prince of Dayan, he can't get rid of it.

"I'm doing this for Brother Huang." Yan thought to himself, and swam back to the bank of the pool again, seeing that everyone was looking forward to him.

"There is a waterway below, with a faint light, which can lead to another room." Yan wiped the water from his face and smiled, "I plan to swim there and have a look."

"This is great! There is finally a way out!" Aunt Aya applauded excitedly.

"I don't know if there is a way out yet." The man holding the snake corpse said, he had experienced too many disappointments.

"I'll go with you," Usman said, "Frostfang will stay here."

Shuangfang's tail hung down immediately, with an unhappy expression on his face.

"Alright." Yan felt that Shuangya could protect Aya and the others, so he agreed.

What's more, as long as Usman is in front of him and can be seen by him, Yan feels that this is a good arrangement.

Usman jumped into the water, Yan couldn't help asking: "Can you dive?"

"Yes. Did you forget? I saved you once." Usman smiled.

"Yes..." Yan recalled, that time when he was wearing cloth armor and almost drowned at the bottom of the pool, it was Usman who picked him up.

"You don't have to worry about me, I just don't have martial arts." Usman said easily, "But other aspects are still very good."

"I hope that's the case." Yan Xin said, and made a sharp thrust towards the bottom of the water, and then jumped to the bottom of the water all at once.

Usman followed closely.

Ever since Yan broke the stone carving block of the sewer, the water has been flowing quite fast.Yan pulled Rausman's sleeve and pointed to a ray of light in front of him, like a newly polished sky, although the light was dim, it did exist.

Usman smiled happily and nodded.

Yan took the lead.Even if Usman wanted to go in first, Yan would not let him go, after all, there are many traps here.

This sewer is neither wide nor narrow, and it is more than enough for one person to swim through it, but two people will stumble when swimming together.

So Usman was very conscious not to cause trouble for Yan, and obediently followed him.The further you swim, the brighter the light becomes. Usman can clearly see the water flowing off Yan's trouser legs from being unable to see the soles of Yan's shoes, revealing his beautiful, muscular calves.

These trousers belonged to Usman, and they were not only long but also too big for Yan. Every time he pushed the water hard, the trousers would float to his knees, and when he pushed again, the trousers would fly down again, just like the hem of the skirt. Floating around in the same way.

Wanting to hold his ankle and touch his calf, Usman suddenly became distracted.

If Yan had known that he was swimming behind, peeping at his beautiful legs all the time, without the need for an assassin to attack him, Yan would have slapped him.

Usman couldn't help laughing, sneaking in the sewers of the ancient city, he didn't know if he could get out alive, but he still had time to think about these things, he was really poisoned by the "fire poison".

Suddenly, after turning a corner, the Yan in front of him disappeared. Usman suppressed his smile, followed by Yan and jumped out of the water, "Shua la la!" The water splashed everywhere.

Unexpectedly, there is also a rectangular pool on the other side of the sewer. The difference is that there are no broken stones in this pool, and there are some water vines floating in it.

Whether it was Yan or Usman, they were all stunned in place, because what kind of room was this, it was simply a tomb chamber glowing with faint blue light!

The tomb is very large, with a particularly high ceiling, as if a hill has been hollowed out, and the interior is supported by dozens of encircling thick stone pillars.

The stone pillars are covered with thick and thick vines, and the walls that cannot be distinguished from the original color are also covered with large pieces of withered and blackened vines. The air is filled with the strong smell of rotten grass as if stepping into a dense forest swamp.

Not counting these, about twenty egg-sized night pearls that glowed blue like will-o'-the-wisps were placed on the pillars around the main coffin.

Like clusters of will-o'-the-wisps burning, protecting the exquisitely carved and huge black jade sarcophagus.

"Yu, so it's the tomb..." Yan Bujue felt chills all over his body, and there was an uncontrollable trembling in his tone: "Okay, what a big coffin."

The base of the sarcophagus is also covered with vines, and there are many bones in front of the coffin, which are probably buried.

"It's an ancient tomb." Usman nodded, "This night pearl is a thousand-year requiem formation."

"Requiem, Requiem?" If it wasn't for the resentment, why would there be any need for requiem, Yan's face turned pale again.

"Usman, you are familiar with this place, you go first." Yan Yi changed his positive attitude of leading the battle, and looked back at Usman seriously.

"I'm familiar with it?" Usman was puzzled, it was also his first time here.

"You can even understand the Requiem Array, how can you not be familiar with it?" Yan insisted, "In my opinion, it's just a few lampposts."

"Oh, that's because of those guys in the tower of priests, I learned all kinds of messes." Usman sighed, "But Yanyan, that's not an ordinary lamppost, it's the 'green flame', there's no need The top-quality luminous pearl that will last brightly in the sun, plus the craft of making it, well, it is worth the money."

"What do you mean," Yan stared at Usman, "do you still want to take it away?"

"Make the best use of it, give it away as a family heirloom, or put it outside the tower as a lamp... Ouch." Usman was beaten again, and Yan knocked on his forehead.

Yan said angrily: "You don't talk nonsense, and you are not allowed to steal it. This is disrespectful to the owner of the tomb!"

Then Yan put his hands together in a serious manner, and bowed to the sarcophagus: "Excuse me, my lord, we are just passing by."

"He can't hear it again." Usman rubbed his aching forehead and said, "However, it would be interesting if he heard it."

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb!" Yan was originally afraid of this eerie tomb, and Usman kept saying such terrible things.

"Anyway, we have to borrow a night pearl to get out." Usman came to the side of the stone pillar.Looking at the Ye Mingzhu from a close distance, it seemed to be brighter, and it also made their faces pale and blue, like ghosts with blue faces and fangs.

But there probably isn't such a good-looking ghost with blue face and fangs in this world.

Yan glanced at Usman, and felt that what he said made sense. Without Ye Mingzhu, how could they continue to move forward.

"If you borrow something, you have to pay it back." Yan said to Usman, "Let's talk about it first, and you will pay it back when the time comes."

He won't come to this kind of place for the second time!

"Yanyan, why are you so cute." Usman couldn't help it anymore, and teased, "No matter how ferocious the beast is, you won't be afraid. Do you believe in ghosts and gods?"

"Of course I don't believe it." Yan said, "There are ghosts in this world."

"Then what are you afraid of?"

"Because..." Yan scratched his cheek lightly.I can't help but think back to when I was a child, the emperor's brother often came to his palace to put him to sleep, and would read books of fairy tales to him.

It's been a long time, the myths have been told, and there is nothing to read. Brother Huang found a bunch of folk miscellaneous books about ghosts and ghosts, and Jing Tingrui read the words he didn't know.Every time Jing Tingrui finished reading the story with ups and downs, Brother Huang was already sound asleep, but he opened his eyes until dawn...

Brother Huang is timid and afraid of big caterpillars, but he is not very afraid of ghost stories. Probably Jing Tingrui is the one who reads the stories.Brother Huang is too familiar with Jing Tingrui's voice, and Jing Tingrui said that even if there are ghosts and ghosts in the world, there is no need to be afraid, he will drive them away, Brother Huang is even less afraid, and will happily join Jing Tingrui All kinds of coquettishness in her arms.

Yan didn't want to be looked down upon by Jing Tingrui, so he pretended not to be afraid, and insisted on sleeping alone without being accompanied.

The palace was deserted and quiet in the middle of the night, and outside the palace was the back mountain forest, where wild foxes appeared, God knows how he survived trembling.Later, Jing Tingrui finished telling all the folk ghost stories, and this was the end of the matter.

"Because of what?" Usman was still waiting for Yan to answer.

Yan was thinking about what to say when suddenly a strange laugh of "giggle, giggle" came from above his head.

"What?!" A black shadow swooped down from the ceiling like a net, aiming at Usman beside Yan!

Yan pushed Usman away with his left hand, and violently picked up the Ye Mingzhu with his right hand and threw it heavily towards the black shadow.

- It's an assassin!

The light of the Ye Mingzhu illuminated the man's face clearly. He was a Xiliang man in his 40s, with dark eyes and black snake tattoos on his face. It can be distinguished from time to time.

The man fell back in pain, and the nosebleeds scatter all the way with the movement of his head.

It's a pity that Ye Mingzhu couldn't stand the force and shattered.

"Yanyan, you said you couldn't..." Usman looked at the shattered night pearl.

"Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I think the owner of the tomb won't mind." There was no smile on Yan's face, and he was on guard. Soon, seven or eight black-clothed assassins flew from all directions.

Yan didn't know whether they had ambushed here early in the morning, or came here by mistake just like them.

In any case, just hit him, catch someone alive, and you can interrogate him clearly.

Yan grabbed a night pearl in one hand, treated them like gunpowder marbles, and suddenly threw them out with force.

"Ah!"

"what!"

"Ahhh!"

There were screams one after another, accompanied by the cracking sound of arms or legs being broken.It's very dark here, but the Ye Mingzhu is really good, with its own light source, it hits the assassins sharply like a shooting star, clearly illuminating their distressed and painful expressions.

They all have a small black snake tattooed on their faces, necks or the backs of their hands.

Yanzheng was thinking: Are they the sand bandits that Wu Sang mentioned?An assassin caught Ye Mingzhu suddenly and threw it back. Yan Lingkong kicked the pearl out like a kick, and hit the assassin's chest again.

The man spurted out a mouthful of blood!

"Yanyan, there is one behind!" Usman stood on the pedestal of the sarcophagus at a height of one person at some point, surveying the audience and commanding the overall situation.

Yan turned around and kicked the approaching assassin away.

"Yanyan is so powerful." Usman actually applauded, "There are three left."

The veins on Yan's temples couldn't help but protrude. He was so busy that he was watching a play.

Suddenly, a small assassin sneaked up to Usman in the dark, wanting to assassinate him, but Usman dodged it with a dodge, but the pedestal he was standing on was as tall as a person.

"Tsk!" Yanyan watched Usman fall off the pedestal, without saying a word, he swept up in the air, and with a swoop and a landing with both feet, he hugged Usman sideways in his arms firmly.

Usman put his hands around Yan's neck very cooperatively, leaning his head on Yan's shoulder: "Yanyan, I'm so scared."

The protruding blue veins on Yanyang's temples turned into two, and they were still jumping.

"Speaking of which," Usman turned to laughing, "No one has hugged me like this before."

"But it's not the first time for me." Yan said, putting Usman down.

"Huh?! Who have you hugged?!" Usman asked, no wonder Yan is so skillful in hugging!

Yan ignored him, turned around and slashed a palm, the assassin's ribs behind him were broken into three pieces, and immediately fell to his knees, as if out of breath.

"The last one." Yan smiled coldly and stepped on the man's back, "Quickly tell me! Who are you!"

The assassin lay on the ground, suddenly trembling violently.

"Oops!" Usman reacted and pulled the assassin's body, only to see that his seven orifices were bleeding, his lips were black, and he had committed suicide by swallowing poison.

"What?" Yan didn't expect poison to be stuffed into their mouths.Generally, only the secret agents would do this. If they were arrested by the enemy country, they would be tortured and unable to hold on. If they leaked secrets, they would crush the poison hidden in their molars.

Yan hurriedly went to check on the other people, they were supposed to have been beaten, but they also committed suicide by taking poison.

For a while, there were ten more corpses in the ancient tomb.