The tunnel is extremely narrow and cannot be arranged side by side, and it is bent in the heart and cannot see at first sight.

So Xuan Ji's eyes were full of Sheng Lingyuan's back.

Sheng Lingyuan is not stingy with expression. If there is a need, he will even exaggerate appropriately. Outsiders look quite sincere.

This makes the people who love him or those who think about him have no idea. I don’t know how many teeth are in His Majesty’s bright smile that are sincere.

But Xuan Ji knew that there were some things he would not talk about.

When he was young, he did not talk about his mother-son marriage, and when he was young, he did not talk about swordsmanship with others. After Dongchuan was burned, he stopped talking about "brothers and brothers"... even if King Ning was still alive.

When it comes to the "mother queen" Chen, Sheng Lingyuan is always the same - starting with Chen's virtues and achievements, and piling them up with a bunch of exaggerated parallel sentences, and finally briefly expressing that he "mother's kindness is hard to repay"... so he simply doesn't plan to report it, like a speech that has not been updated for decades.

He didn't say bad things about Chen, just like he didn't say good things about the Demon Sword. When talking about sword spirit to outsiders, Sheng Lingyuan, who was so brilliant, would immediately lose his words. He could not praise anything except "to be with him for many years" and "loyalty and righteousness". Xuan Ji once suspected that except for a few Danli and Ning Wang who watched them grow up, he was a classic honest person in the hearts of many people at that time.

As for Dongchuan... When Aluojin was alive, Sheng Lingyuan was worried whenever he mentioned that guy: he was not as luxuriant as the little girls in the clan, he had a bad temper and a bastard, and he liked to be stubborn. He didn't know that he could grow up in the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month. However, the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month had not arrived, and the Witch Man Clan disappeared first. Since then, Aluojin has no longer been a naughty child with him. Sheng Lingyuan did not hide Aluojin's merits and demerits. From the standpoint of the human race, Aluojin in his mouth was an ally and a regrettable young clan leader. His rebellion and devil were great losses to the human race... He never said that he had lost Aluojin, and he had cut off more than 40,000 witch heads with his own hands, what did it mean to him.

"Lingyuan," perhaps because the tunnel was too long, Xuan Ji suddenly said without signing it, "If I could make a wish, I hope we can be a pair of mortals."

Born in the present, it is best to live in ordinary families.

One is a naughty child who has been put on the house and the other is a smart and sensible young man since he was a child. The young man must have been a "child of other people's family" since he was a child. Every time a naughty child eats his parents' feather duster, he has to just sit in a string of "Look at the spiritual abyss". Over time, there will probably be a lot of "resentment" between the two, so they don't like each other and quarrel since they are young...

As the quarrel was clamoring, a gust of spring breeze blew over, and I don’t know which heart string was swaying, and it was out of control when it moved.

Sheng Lingyuan must not be willing to make it tragic to come out. He has plans for everything, but it may not be necessary to add Xuan Ji. After all, he is the official seal of Director Xiao, "It's better to succeed than to make trouble" and is the "change" that the plan cannot keep up with. Maybe it will end up in chaos in the end.

What should I do? Maybe in the long time, I will slowly reconcile with my family who don’t understand it. It can be considered as a way to find a twists and turns from the daily trivialities and live a lifetime of ups and downs.

When they were white-haired, they sat in the park to play chess together. They also had to argue because of who regretted chess and cheated, so they ignored each other. They lay down and slept with their backs to their backs. The next morning, they looked at each other in a daze. The old couple only remembered that they had just finished the fight, and no one could remember why, and they made up for no reason.

Sheng Lingyuan was slightly out of his mind, and they clearly had no connection with each other. For some reason, he seemed to have heard Xuan Ji's words for the rest of his life.

However, before he could say anything, his narrow vision suddenly became clear. After walking down the ground for a while, another tomb appeared in front of them unexpectedly.

"This is true..." Xuan Ji came back to his senses, raised his head in surprise, and calculated it. He said, "I think the vertical distance here is at least a hundred meters from the fake tomb above. It's so majestic that you'll soon catch up with the White Jade Palace!"

The tomb deeper underground is dozens of meters high on the top, as bright as a palace in the living, with all four corners full of radiant magic circles - otherwise it would have collapsed.

The tomb chamber was basically emptied, but you can still see the arrangement: eight treasure sacrifices and nine-way magical artifacts. Although the treasures are gone, the position of the treasures is empty. There are still some scattered gold, jade, gems and gravels on the ground - the rules of tomb robbing can't be empty for others, no matter if it is a three-melon or two dates, at least something is left.

Obviously, before the tomb was discovered by the alien control bureau, it had been visited by many tomb robbers. The rough formation in the fake tomb chamber could deceive mortals thousands of years later.

There are also murals on both sides of the tomb, with 800 serious dragon bones painted, the colors are not dirty or faded for thousands of years, and the flames are swept away, making people dizzy. As for what they painted, they really can't see them - the literary works of the demon clan are sometimes quite difficult to understand, and many places have been scraped away.

"I accidentally found the tomb robber in this real tomb chamber that must have been drooling three feet," Xuan Ji said with a "tsk", "As for not, the wall has been scraped away... I'll go! What is that? Is the dinosaur?"

At the end of the mural, he turned a corner and saw another octagonal altar.

It is as big as a square, with a huge corpse on it.

It looks like some kind of ferocious beast, facing southwest, and has wings behind it. It is more than ten meters tall, with fangs on its white skull, and it opens its mouth and wants to be fond of people.

When Xuan Ji saw the skeleton, he instinctively felt a sense of crisis that he was threatened by the great demon. The clan emblem suddenly rose, his wings suddenly lit up, and subconsciously surrounded Sheng Lingyuan... and was pushed away by His Majesty.

"You still don't think it's hot?" Sheng Lingyuan avoided his wing feathers that were lit by fire, walked straight to the foot of the big skeleton like nothing happened, and looked closer, "What kind of monster is this? Why are the burial sects emptied? No one moved the bones..."

"Be careful!" Xuan Ji was approaching his eyebrows by his warning, and he rushed over and wanted to open Sheng Lingyuan.

Just as he approached the big skeleton, a fire suddenly burst out from the skeleton, colliding with the fire on his wings. This must be a pure-blooded monster before the great melee. Thousands of years after his death, the corpse was still invincible. Xuan Ji only felt the overwhelming pressure when he bumped into his chest. He didn't breathe and took four or five steps back.

Xuan Ji looked up in horror, but saw Sheng Lingyuan standing next to the skeleton without any damage, looking at him in astonishment.

Xuan Ji pressed his chest and coughed up a little bloody smell, unable to speak for a moment.

After Sheng Lingyuan was startled, he suddenly seemed to understand something. He looked up at the skeleton of the demon. He smiled slightly sarcastically: "So that's it."

"Yuan, what is Yuan? Cough cough..." Xuan Ji struggled to breathe evenly, and saw Sheng Lingyuan reaching out and touching the skeleton without knowing the taboo, "Don't move! You..."

Sheng Lingyuan touched it, and the skeleton that had just been exalting his power was quiet, but nothing happened.

Xuan Ji was completely convinced: "So the legendary 'Royality' was not made up by the author of the online article? Your Majesty, you... can you conquer the entire Jurassic Park with a glare? I am so disrespectful..."

"What a mess," Sheng Lingyuan said lightly, "The demon clan has a weak power, and it is not easy for a great demon to give birth. The more noble the bloodline, the more difficult the child is, so it is his instinct not to damage his bloodline."

Xuan Ji: "What..."

He suddenly realized what His Majesty meant, looked up at the winged beast skeleton in dumbfoundedly: "So this...this is..."

"The half-blooded Vermilion Bird, this family should be the bones of Emperor Ji Wanfei." Sheng Lingyuan knocked on the bones without respect and turned around the bones for half a circle. "There is still a magic circle under the altar, so you can stay away."

When Xuan Ji shouldn't be showing off, he didn't move forward. He quickly dodged ten meters back and stared at Sheng Lingyuan and shuttled between the skeletons: "There is something else? In other words, the fake tomb chamber above is to cover up the real tomb chamber below, and the real tomb chamber below is still a cover?"

Sheng Lingyuan carefully identified the inscription on the altar and did not raise his head: "I don't want the body to be disturbed. Where can I not be buried in the loess, why should I be buried in the eyes of the earth veins?"

The fake tomb chamber can already be hidden from the eyes of most people. The elite fieldworkers of the Different Control Bureau came with various instruments of long spears and short cannons, but they could not touch the "real tomb chamber". Even if a master was particularly lucky, when he got here, he would probably be knocked out by the golden bricks from the sky and would not explore further. The corpse of the demon clan emperor is of great value, but not everyone can move around. The half-blooded Vermilion Bird does not have the means of the demon king Jiushi. Not to mention swallowing, he can blow half of his head if he comes over and licks it.

After the melee, almost all the demon masters died. Later, Chiyuan was banned and the world was calm, and even Xuan Ji, the "fire guardian", had to be subject to many restrictions.

Wait, that is to say, except Sheng Lingyuan, who can open the back door by blood relationship, no one can cross this skeleton and open the altar below.

Xuan Ji: "Lingyuan, no, you should..."

Before he could finish speaking, a heavy sigh came from under the octagonal altar, the ground shaking, and the magic circle on the altar cracked.

"Yes, this entrance is customized for me," Sheng Lingyuan said in a deep voice. "Someone deliberately called me from the bottom, afraid that a feather would not be enough, and added three great demons. I have all come. If I don't go down and take a look, wouldn't I let others down for my good wishes?"

The blazing heat in the bronze heaven and earth cauldron seeped out from the cracked cracks, with a smell of blood. The sound of the wind sounded wrong, and there seemed to be a huge cavity underneath...

The bones of Emperor Ji shattered into pieces, and there was an abyss under the altar that could not be seen at all. A feather for lighting in Xuan Ji's hand fell down, and the feathers slowly slid down, gradually turning into a small spot of light. Then, the light became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared into a darkness.

It seemed to have fallen into the sea of ​​underworld.

"I... tell you a cold knowledge," Xuan Ji swallowed, "We the Winged Clan sometimes are afraid of heights..."

His words echoed, and then, as if he was responding to him under the abyss, a "buzzing" sound, sand and stones fell down, making people dizzy.

Sheng Lingyuan: "Go down and take a look."

Xuan Ji responded, hooked his waist, spread his wings, and flew down the abyss.

His wings were wide and gorgeous. As soon as they were lit, the entire cave became bright and flew down whistling.

If someone above at this time, he would find that the light on Xuan Ji's wings was getting dimmer and dimmer, just as the feather he fell down. In a moment, the two of them were swallowed silently by the abyss.

Sheng Lingyuan felt something was wrong first because he found that he could not control the puppet technique. The sound on Xiao Zheng's side became intermittent as he "heard" from the crow's eyes and ears.

Xiao Zheng saw the crow in front of him suddenly pounced on his head, and the black fog on his body floated up. Before a vague word was formed, the black fog stopped moving.

"Director Xiao," said Ping Qianru next to him, "I think the expression of this crow seems to be a little wrong."

The elegant and reserved crow seemed to be stunned. The light in his eyes disappeared. It poked it straight and stared at the circle of people beside him in horror. The black fog around him also solidified into a ball.

Xiao Zheng walked over and thought to himself that this thing would have a bad signal?

Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached, the crow struggled suddenly, and the black fog on his body suddenly dissipated. It blew its wings "jijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijiji

Xiao Zheng: "..."

Sheng Lingyuan's pupils shrank slightly - the connection between him and the crow was broken.

The crow had a wisp of demonic energy that he had penetrated into. Since Sheng Lingyuan grew up and was able to completely control the power of the demon, there had never been any more demonic energy out of control. He looked down at his hands, and there were cocoons left by pens and swords in his palms, which were a pair of very powerful...human hands.

"Xiao Ji," Sheng Lingyuan stared at his blank palm and said slowly, "I will tell you something, don't panic, I can't feel the devil's energy."

Xuan Ji laughed dryly: "I'll say another thing, don't panic..."

Before he finished speaking, Xuan Ji jumped towards the cliff that was almost straight up and down, and swung Sheng Lingyuan upwards. Almost at the same time, the wings behind him turned into a fire and disappeared out of thin air.

Sheng Lingyuan reacted very quickly, and his five fingers held a raised stone on the edge of the cliff, took off his long coat, threw it out like a whip, and curled Xuan Ji. The two of them hit the cliff at the same time. Sheng Lingyuan hung the weight of the two people with one hand, gasped, and a sharp pain in his shoulders and elbows, and the blue veins on the back of his hand almost tore his skin.

Xuan Ji: "...I can't feel my wings anymore."

Not only did he not feel his wings, but he also felt that his body was unprecedentedly heavy. Li Huo, who was rushing in his blood vessels, did not listen to the arrangement at all.

Xuan Ji: "I just said 'I hope to be a pair of mortals' has an attribution! 'This is a matter of peace, the world is peaceful. How many fucking meanings are flying halfway into mortals! I knew that my sudden fear of heights just now was an ominous omen!"

Sheng Lingyuan squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "What are you making a blind wish!"

This fur crow!

His palm was hanging in the air, with only his fingers bent over a stone, and he could hardly bear it. Sheng Lingyuan relied too much on the power of the demons in the second half of his life, and never regarded himself as a mortal like he did when he was a child. He practiced martial arts seriously. At this time, the demonic energy suddenly disappeared, and he almost had the illusion that he had no power to tie a chicken.

Xuan Ji was not used to it than him: "I said, how do you humans grow so tall every day when they bear such a great gravity? And how much can you buy this clothes? Is it enough to knot..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a "squeak" sound, and Sheng Lingyuan's coat used as a rope was torn.

This mouth is amazing!

Sheng Lingyuan: "Stop talking!"

"I want to complain about this broken brand! What the hell is the quality! I'm not overweight..." As Xuan Ji's howling, a decorative metal cufflink rolled down on the torn jacket, colliding with the stone "ding" in a row.

Xuan Ji suddenly shut up, and the two of them focused on distinguishing the sound of metal and stone colliding.

The cufflinks seemed to fall on something soft with a "splash".

Xuan Ji: "We seem to be almost at the end... It doesn't listen deeply. But why doesn't it pop up? What's underneath? Why is it soft?"

Sheng Lingyuan suddenly lifted the long coat up, and Xuan Ji was picked up by him.

Xuan Ji: "Wait..."

The fabrics woven by man-machine are for covering the body, not life-saving products. How can they withstand this weight? They are completely cracked.
To be continued...