Tomb Palace
Statues, the place was filled with lifelike statues. The statues were all made of white jade, similar to the fair, smooth skin of the women.
Most importantly, these sculptures were all graceful and slender women. Their postures were all different. Some were bowing their heads, some were saluting, some were kneeling, and some were smiling. When one walked past them, it really felt like an emperor who had a harem of beauties lining up in a long line to welcome him.
In order to show that these women were the king's favorites, they didn't wear any clothes during the process of carving. They were completely naked. It was really hard to see them as just smooth jade sculptures with their delicate and charming breasts.
Liu Ru and Su Xiaoluo blushed when they saw the spectacular sight. Mofan, Zhang Xiaohou, and Fang Gu wore awkward looks, too. It could only be said that the King of Qin had a strong hobby of collecting statues, including women. There were so many statues, yet none of them were the same. Each of them had their own unique charm and charm.
"Houzi, which one do you like?" Mofan nudged Zhang Xiaohou's arm and asked softly.
"Brother Fan, I'm not thinking about that. I just want to reach the Ancient King as soon as possible. After all, there are so many people waiting for us …" said Zhang Xiaohou in a serious tone.
"So, which one do you like?" Mofan liked to find joy in the midst of hardship. Even the most serious things he was doing could not stop the most primitive fantasies of humans.
"Well …" Zhang Xiaohou blushed and said softly, "I like the one beside me."
Mofan glanced at Su Xiaoluo and chuckled.
No matter how beautiful the statues were, how perfect their figures were, or how beautiful their faces were, they were still inanimate objects. They were nothing more than a lively girl whose every frown and smile could tug at one's heartstrings.
"Don't tell me this place is like the gallery, with no end in sight?" Su Xiaoluo finally blurted out.
There were too many statues in the two rows, and each one was different. It felt like they had stepped into the endless gallery …
"Ugh … I think it's just that there are too many of them," Mofan pointed ahead, indicating that there were no more statues ahead.
…
Sure enough, when they continued to walk forward, the sculpture was gone. Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou had different attitudes. Mo Fan looked at the sculpture the whole time. Liu Ru, who was walking beside him, rolled her eyes at him. However, Mo Fan felt that there was nothing to be embarrassed about. This was the pursuit of art. No matter how desperate or hopeless the situation was, humans could not stop yearning for beautiful things. Otherwise, how different would they be from salted fish?
"Why is it so dark in front?" Zhang Xiaohou, who was walking closer to the front, suddenly spoke.
"A dead end?" Fang Gu was startled too.
As he continued to walk forward, what appeared before him was a jade platform that was gradually narrowing. The two sides had actually turned into an empty darkness. It felt as if he was gradually walking down a ramp towards a cliff.
"Yi yi yi yi yi ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"
The black wind howled and circled the two sides of the cliff. It felt like they would be blown into a bottomless abyss if they lost their footing.
Zhang Xiaohou was a Wind Magician. He tried to scan the surroundings with his Telekinesis, but quickly withdrew it in a panic. He blurted out in astonishment, "This is a very high-level Wind Seed. Even I can't transmit my Telekinesis. I bet even a Ruler-level creature would be torn into pieces by it!"
The black wind was biting cold. It looked like tens of thousands of black scythes were dancing above their heads and on their sides. If the wind was as terrifying as Zhang Xiaohou had described, apart from the cliff, the rest of the darkness was a dead zone!
"There's really nothing ahead … huh, I think there's a bridge!" Liu Ru blurted out in surprise.
There was no path, and they were surrounded by the Wind of Death. If there was no bridge, they would be at their wit's end. Luckily, there was an arch bridge at the end of the cliff. For some reason, they could not see the white arch bridge when they were walking past it!
The arch bridge was not a small bridge with flowing water. It was a magnificent arch bridge that flew into the sky. The gray-white bridge was like a flying dragon, disappearing into the darkness.
There were a total of ten Serpent Arched Bridges, and there was no end to them. Although the Wind of Death mentioned by Zhang Xiaohou was swinging their sickles wildly, the Serpent Arched Bridges were not affected by the force …
In other words, they had to cross the arch bridges if they wanted to move forward.
"Let's go, there's no black wind on the bridge. We should be able to reach the Blood Emperor Throne without any trouble," said Zhang Xiaohou.
"Wait!" Su Xiaoluo quickly stopped Zhang Xiaohou, who was about to cross the bridge, with a nervous look.
Fang Gu's expression darkened, too. He said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid this is the Nine Bridges of Death and One Bridge of Life."
"Nine … Nine Bridges of Death and One Bridge of Life?" Liu Ru shuddered when she heard the name.
Nine Bridges of Death!
There were a total of ten bridges, which meant that only one of the bridges would lead them to the Blood Emperor Throne. The other nine bridges were all dead ends!
Zhang Xiaohou was left speechless. He placed his hope on Fang Gu and Su Xiaoluo, hoping that they could find the bridge that led them to the Blood Emperor Throne!
"Nine Bridges of Death and one Bridge of Life. The ancient teachings did mention it, but it didn't mention which one is the Bridge of Life," said Fang Gu confidently.
"What should we do then? One out of ten, isn't the probability a little too low?" said Liu Ru anxiously.
"It's not exactly one out of ten, there are five of us here. If we have to make a choice, the probability is around half," said Mofan rationally.
Fang Gu nodded and said, "That's right, if the five of us choose different bridges, the probability will greatly increase, but … are you sure you want to do that?"
Fang Gu was not too bothered by it. He had come here in the name of redemption. He could die without regrets if he was able to visit his ancestor's tomb before he was sent to the Enforcement Union. However, Mofan, Liu Ru, Zhang Xiaohou, and Su Xiaoluo were different. Leaving aside the brotherhood between Mofan and Zhang Xiaohou, Liu Ru and Mofan, as well as Zhang Xiaohou and Su Xiaoluo, were on the same side.
How were they supposed to cross the bridge?
If they were to cross the bridge together, they would live and die together. The probability of the entire city of a million seeing the dawn was only one in ten.
If they were to split up, it would mean that they would be separated by life and death, reducing the probability of the calamity of the Ancient Capital to half.
The Nine Bridges of Death and One Bridge of Life, it was the toughest choice for the intruders. Most importantly, even if they were to split up, the probability of them dying was still fifty percent!
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