Chapter 2017
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Faced with the exasperated Feng Xun, Princess Ming Laner only put on a sad face and smiled wryly. "Young Lord Feng, you're just trying to shirk your responsibility now. Sigh, I should have known that."
Feng Xun almost jumped to his feet. "I'm warning you! Stop acting like you've been wronged! I never liked you before, and I won't like you now, and I won't like you in the future! "
Princess Minglan Er could only smile bitterly and shake her head. She looked sad but magnanimous, as if she didn't care.
Sefiro jumped in at that moment. "Young Lord, if you don't like her, why did you follow her all the way into the tombs?"
Feng Xun said, "I …"
Sefiro asked, "Why did you keep helping her during the lucky draw at the Treasure House?"
Feng Xun said, "I …" What's wrong with me being kind?
Sefiro said, "In the end, you even gave her the painting on the back of a turtle. You said you didn't like her? Young Lord Feng, you're really … turning your back on her. "
Feng Xun said, "If I had known that there was a guide to the tombs in that painting, I would never have given it to her!"
Sefiro smiled bitterly. "You can say whatever you want now, but God is watching. Young Lord Feng, I hope you won't feel guilty about what you've done before." Feng Xun was speechless. Sefiro smiled bitterly.
Feng Xun:!!!
…
Poor Feng Xun. He was utterly defeated by the two sisters on the grassland. Meanwhile, in the tombs —
When Feng Wu opened her eyes, she felt as if a truck had run over her. The pain was so excruciating that she almost fainted.
"It hurts —"
After the third time, Feng Wu finally opened her eyes.
She was in a palace.
The ceiling was carved with an image of ascension.
Judging from the material and the style, it was clearly the style of the tombs.
But that wasn't right.
Struggling to sit up, Feng Wu looked around and didn't see any signs of the tombs being destroyed.
It was as if the earthquake had never happened.
Back then —
Rubbing her forehead, Feng Wu felt a sharp pain in her head.
Feng Wu remembered that she had reached the bronze gate of the tombs when a giant hand reached out of Princess Minglaner's body!
With a wave of his hand, the hand pushed her into the tomb. She only had time to throw Qiu Yi at Feng Xun, and then …
She fainted from the impact.
That was all Feng Wu could remember before she passed out.
What a good Princess Ming Laner. When her cultivation was crippled, she didn't even take out her trump card. But at the most crucial moment, she took out her trump card, and it was ruthless and accurate!
Just a little bit more … and she would have succeeded.
"Cough — cough —" Feng Wu's whole body ached, as if her skeleton had been dismantled and put back together. Even moving a finger was so painful that she almost passed out.
"Didn't I faint at the bronze door?"
"Where is this place?"
"Why am I here?"
Looking around, Feng Wu realized that the entire palace was empty. It was frighteningly large and empty.
She was the only one lying in the center of the ten thousand square meters of space …
Everyone would tremble inside.
Just then —
"Pfft, pfft, pfft —"
A creepy chuckle rang out next to Feng Wu.
Feng Wu felt a shiver down her arm and her hair stood on end!
"Who's there?!" Feng Wu narrowed her eyes.
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