"Young Master, don't think too much." Adjutant Fang comforted him, but felt powerless in his words.

"What I do now is just a reward for the past gifts. Only after doing these things can I be worthy of the surname Kong." Kong Lingzheng said: "This account must be clear."

Adjutant Fang lowered his head sadly. From childhood to adulthood, the young master was only the happiest when he was a child. When he grew up, he liked to have a stern face. This is the case when facing the master's concubines and those in the business world. Because of this, he has been scolded by the master many times. The relationship between father and son has slowly reached a freezing point. Until today, the young master has a little more smile on his face and can also make jokes easily. All of these are because?

"Young Master is very worried about Boss Yang." Adjutant Fang said.

"Yang Yanqing, Yang Yanqing," Kong Lingzheng called this name and frowned slightly: "At the beginning, I really hated this person. I always looked like I could see through anyone. In front of anyone, I was smiling tigers, smiling on my face, but I had my own calculations in my heart. It was also creepy when I was cruel. Such a man seemed to still like the person I loved."

Adjutant Fang's heart skipped a beat, and just as he was about to speak, Kong Lingzheng waved his hand and said, "Don't comfort me, it's such an annoying person, but at this moment, I'm worried that he will die, not only because he is related to the fate of our family, but because... I think about how boring life will be if this person is missing in the future."

Kong Lingzheng sighed deeply, and Adjutant Fang was stunned and was about to comfort him when he suddenly saw a person floating over the sea. The man was holding a wooden board and swimming hard toward the shore. Kong Lingzheng also saw clearly and shouted: "Yang Yanqing!"

He jumped into the sea water all of a sudden, and the man was exhausted. He rushed over and helped the man return to the shore. The rest of the people rushed over. When the man turned around, Qi Shi kicked the sand on the ground in annoyance: "Damn it!"

The person who came back was not Yang Yanqing, but Cao Crazy. His chest was bloated and he obviously drank a lot of sea water. Kong Lingzheng shook his hand and immediately stepped forward to press Cao Crazy's chest. After spitting out a few mouthfuls of sea water, Cao Crazy breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes, and his body still twitched several times. Qi Shi asked anxiously: "Where is my elder brother?"

Crazy Cao took several breaths: "It's still inside."

The words shattered the hope that had just emerged from everyone again, Qi Shi said annoyedly: "Crazy Cao, you throw my elder brother down alone? You bring him here, why don't you bring him out?"

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He leaned against the stone, drank several sips of water, and finally recovered. He entrusted Yang Yanqing to cover him. Yang Yanqing himself talked about Wuming's disappearance, and everyone's faces sank. Qi Shi said anxiously: "Then how did you come out?"

"There are two Japanese people inside," said Cao Crazy. "I followed me out, but unfortunately I drifted to different directions. I have entered the underground palace before. As long as I haven't entered, I still know the way out. When the tide is low, there is an exit, and you can catch the time when the tide is low."

"Then, what about after entering?" Xie Qi asked.

"No one knows what happened after entering." Cao Crazy said: "I'm afraid only Sang Jiuming, who had been in, knows it. Logically speaking, Sang Jiuming is already a dead person."

Cao Crazy's words made everyone's hearts fall to the bottom, and Xie Qi said, "We want to go in."

"You are going in?" Cao Crazy said in surprise: "The tide has faded at noon. If you want to go in, you can only wait until midnight."

"It will take so long?" Xie Qi blurted out.

"This place is not an ordinary underground palace, and the environment is special." Cao Crazy said: "Now, only those who believe that the good people have their own heavenly appearance."

The auspicious person has his own heaven. The moment Yang Yanqing opened his eyes, he also thought of this sentence. He was sucked into it by the dragon, but he was safe and sound. At the moment, Wuming was still holding his legs tightly and had lost consciousness. At this time, it was the best time to uncover his mask. Yang Yanqing didn't believe in any poisonous words and lifted the mask up.

Yang Yanqing had seen this man's face from a distance. One-third of his face had traces of burning. His skin looked like a newborn baby, with tender red, and still scabs on it. Two-thirds of his face were still intact. Seeing this person's appearance, Yang Yanqing was a little surprised. Looking up, this person was very gentle. The word flashing through his mind also shocked Yang Yanqing. It may be a bit too much to describe a man with softness, but this person's eyebrows...

There is something unexpected to Yang Yanqing. This person should be at forty or fifty years old. Yang Yanqing was a little confused, but Wuming woke up. Yang Yanqing quickly put the mask back and engraved this face deeply in his mind.

"You really don't want to kill me." Wuming opened his eyes, and the first sentence was like this.

Yang Yanqing smiled and said, "I also want to know why you killed Chen Aqi, and I want to know more about what connection do you have with my grandfather? By the way, my grandfather's name is - Yang Sannian."

Wuming's face twitched for a moment. He still didn't notice that the mask had been removed. The injury on his leg, coupled with the impact just now, Wuming's physical strength was exhausted. From a physical perspective, Yang Yanqing had the upper hand, but Wuming's chips were more valuable.

"Chen Aqi." Wuming said coldly: "Is he dead? It's too cheap for him."

"What kind of hatred do you have with Ah Qi? Why do you target him? Also, why do you cooperate with Japanese people? How did the wounds on your face come?" Yang Yanqing's questions came out one by one: "Do you know the four heroes of Jiangcheng? Do you know what happened that year? Do you know Su Liqian's death?"

Wuming's eyes dimmed, and he suddenly took off his mask and revealed his scars: "Look clearly, you must see every scab clearly. In the future, you will know where they come from. As for the questions you asked, don't want to get an answer from me. If you want to know, go find it yourself, hahaha!"

Yang Yanqing said coldly: "Yes, after leaving here."

Yang Yanqing pushed Wuming to the ground in anger, and then checked the environment he was in. He saw clearly that the flashlight was not turned on. Why could Wuming's face be seen so clearly? Yang Yanqing looked up and saw seven night pearls above his head lined up, each of which was as big as a fist, illuminating the entire space as daytime.

The scene in front of him made Yang Yanqing open his mouth wide. What appeared in front of him was not the pavilion or the towers in his imagination, nor the high stone walls, but... an oasis, hidden behind the oasis was a piece of yellow sand. The desert was as sunset, and a group of camels slowly moved forward. The camel bell tied to the camel's neck was swaying left and right, and the sound of camel bells seemed to be heard in his ears. At this moment, Yang Yanqing did not look like he was at the bottom of the sea, but was in the desert!

"Fake." Wuming stood up, his body could no longer stand up: "Like a mirage."

The mirage is a scene that once appeared in this sea area, but before, it was only seen on the sea. This was the first time that the mirage under the sea was. Yang Yanqing closed his eyes and looked at it again, and the scene was still there.

"It's not just a mirage." Yang Yanqing said: "The general mirage does not last long, but the scene we see in front of us has always existed. Could it be..."

Wuming glanced at Yang Yanqing: "Is it something?"

"Discovery methods." Yang Yanqing said: "What we see in front of us is not a mirage, but an illusion. Didn't you say that this place is related to Guiguzi? It's not uncommon for someone to use it to make a fool of yourself."

Yang Yanqing was in a difficult situation, and he was only hearing about the trick. In fact, this is a kind of magic, which has been lost for a long time and is not within his ability. He closed his eyes and thought of the hexagram of the seven lives and eight deaths. He walked forward resolutely, Wuming shouted: "What are you doing?"

"I've come here, of course I can't leave empty-handed." Yang Yanqing said, "Terror."

Yang Yanqing walked straight into the mirage. As soon as he touched it, his body seemed to touch the power grid. He immediately bounced away and tried again, but he still couldn't enter. This scene surprised Yang Yanqing: "So magical, incredible."

Wuming could see clearly from behind. Every time Yang Yanqing entered, the picture would spread like water patterns and then immediately restored.

Yang Yanqing's stomach roared, so he simply sat down and opened the package. There were only two cakes left in the oil paper. Without thinking, he handed one to Wuming: "Put your stomach first."

There was only half a bottle of water left in the kettle. Yang Yanqing took a few sips and threw the kettle into Wuming's arms: "I'll do it myself."

Wuming was not polite, so he picked up the kettle and drank it all in one go. He ate several bites of the cake at the same time. Cao Fengzi did a good job in preparation. Because it was at the bottom of the sea, he used oil paper to prevent the things from getting wet. The cake was very hard when it was cold. Without water, it was really hard to swallow. Wuming looked at Yang Yanqing, suddenly turned his head and took a bite of the cake fiercely.

There was a seemingly unbreakable difficulty in front of him. Yang Yanqing had no idea for a moment. After eating, he spoke: "I am idle now. I might as well tell me why I killed Chen Aqi?"

"People cannot escape from death since ancient times." Wuming said coldly: "Even if he doesn't kill him, he will be desperate."

"Since you want to kill, why use such obscure method of poisoning? Just use a gun or a knife." Yang Yanqing said: "You want him to endure some torture. If he dies happily, it will not be enough to punish him."

Wuming said indifferently: "Since ancient times, no one dies in life, but the real living suffers."

"How much do you hate him that you will end his life in this way?" Yang Yanqing said.

Wuming closed his eyes: "You won't know anything from my mouth unless I'm willing to speak."
Chapter completed!