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Chapter 69

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"Then, which door leads to the inner array?" Mo Yu Xi asked.

Yan Chuan shook his head and sighed, "I've only heard of this type of feng shui array, but I've never experienced how to break it!"

At this moment, Ding Wugu gave Yangzhigu a look. Then he gestured in a direction.

Yangzhigu's expression changed. He immediately understood Ding Wugu's meaning, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Since you don't know which door, let's split up. Yu Xi, you go through the Yin door, and I'll go through the Yang door!" Yangzhigu said.

"Hmm?" Mo Yu Xi frowned slightly.

"Prince Yan, you really can't tell?" Mo Yu Xi looked at Yan Chuan again.

"No!" Yan Chuan shook his head.

"Ding Wugu, what about you?" Mo Yu Xi looked at Ding Wugu.

Ding Wugu's eyes flashed with hatred again. Mo Yu Xi actually asked Yan Chuan first, and then asked him. Was he really not as good as him?

"I can't tell!" Ding Wugu shook his head.

"What about Mr. Munro?" Mo Yu Xi looked at Mr. Munro.

Mr. Munro smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Alright, Rosefinch, Xuanwu!"

"Yes, sir!" The two subordinates immediately responded.

"You two are responsible for protecting Yang Gongzi!" Mo Yu Xi ordered.

"Yes, sir!" The two immediately responded.

"Qing Long, White Tiger, and Prince Yan, come with me!" Mo Yu Xi said.

"Okay!" Yan Chuan nodded.

"What about the army?" Ding Wugu looked at the three thousand soldiers. A cold smile appeared on his face.

"Wherever I go, they will naturally follow!" Yan Chuan said in a low voice.

The three thousand soldiers could not be split up. If they went to Ding Wugu's side, that would be sending them to their deaths.

"Alright, cut the crap. Mr Munro is as talented as a hundred thousand soldiers. Mr Munro is with you!" Mo Yu Xi said with a frown.

"Yes!" Ding Wugu said solemnly.

They split into two groups.

Yan Chuan's army, Mo Yu Xi, Qing Long, and White Tiger entered the Yin Gate.

Mr. Munro, Yangzhigu, Ding Wugu, Rosefinch, and Xuanwu entered the Yang Gate.

Boom!

The door opened, and everyone entered one after another.

Yan Chuan's group soon appeared in an even larger hall.

"Lord, the door behind us has disappeared again!" Huo Guang gulped.

It was an even bigger hall. The hall was dark, but he could vaguely see the silhouettes in the distance.

Qing Long waved his hand, and a green light illuminated the entire hall.

"There's no exit!" Qing Long's expression changed.

"This is a sealed hall?" White Tiger's expression also darkened.

"This, this can't be!" Mo Yu Xi's expression darkened, and she turned to look at Yan Chuan.

Yan Chuan nodded lightly.

"No wonder they suggested to go through the Yang Gate. Ding Wugu must have sensed the entrance. Did he collude with Yangzhigu? Ding Wugu! Dwarfs! Damn it! "Mo Yu Xi immediately guessed everything, and she was extremely angry.

"Ah, what's that?" A young soldier suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone looked over.

It was a green stone wall, and the wall was extremely smooth.

However, on this smooth wall, a human face slowly and strangely appeared. It was a human face with a pained expression.

"Wuwuwu!" Eerie cries could be heard from the hall.

Everyone's scalps went numb.

However, this was just the beginning. Two more human faces appeared next to that human face. Four more, eight, and eighty more faces appeared.

On the wall, human faces suddenly appeared one after another.

Their expressions were different, but they were all crying in pain.

In the blink of an eye, there were almost ten thousand human faces on the wall of the hall. The human faces were crying, and it was heart-wrenching. Everyone felt as if they were in hell, and they were filled with endless sorrow.

PS: Today, I will definitely write more than ten thousand words. Please support me!

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