"What is the Dragon Corpse Spirit Grass?"
Wang Jian asked doubtfully.
Qi Niu was about to explain when he was interrupted by Bai Yan: "Young Master, this is the secret of our dragon clan.
You don't need to tell it."
When he imprisoned Newton, his face was full of embarrassment, and he looked at Wang Jiandao: "Bai Yan is right, this is the secret of our clan and cannot be told to outsiders."
Seeing that Prisoner Niu was in trouble, Wang Jian nodded and said: "Then there's no need to say it, I understand."
"Ajian, aren't you dead?
I saw with my own eyes that your spirit was broken."
Qiu Niu recalled.
Thinking of An Yan killing Wang Jian in front of him, Qi Niu couldn't help but twitch in his heart.
Wang Jian was startled and said in a low voice: "At that time, I still had a trace of my spirit intact.
An expert saved me, and he gave me the sacred weapon."
As he said this, Wang Jian pointed to the hidden weapon in Bai Yan's hand.
Clothes.
Bai Yan threw the hidden cloak to Wang Jian and said indifferently: "You are acquainted with the eldest son, so I will return this sacred weapon to you."
Wang Jian took the hidden clothes and said with a smile, "Thank you."
At this time, Bai Yan said to Prisoner Niu: "My eldest son, your soul has not fully recovered yet, please go back to the black ghost's coffin."
Qi Niu could only nod his head: "Bai Yan, Ajian is my best friend in the Yang Realm.
He has helped me a lot, so don't embarrass him."
"Your friend is a friend of the Dragon Clan.
How could I make it difficult for him?
Go back to the coffin quickly."
Bai Yan said worriedly.
"Yes, it's up to you."
Prison Niu said, looking at Wang Jianda: "I'm going back first, where are you going now?"
"I don't know either.
I am homeless now.
My relatives and friends have no memory of me.
I, Wang Jian, have disappeared from their memories.
Of course, all this is thanks to Pixiu."
Wang Jian's eyes flashed with sadness and he sat down on the spot.
"Pixiu, it's him again."
Prison Niu's teeth chattered, his face full of murderous intent.
Bai Yan urged again: "First Master, I ask you to go back to the coffin as soon as possible."
Prisoner Niu let out a low roar and disappeared from the spot.
His voice echoed in the main hall: "Ajian, when my cultivation level recovers, I will definitely help you take revenge."
"Ah Jian, right?"
Bai Yan looked at Wang Jian and said.
Wang Jian nodded: "Yes."
"I am one of the five guardians of Dragon Tomb, Bai Yan.
I have heard everything about you from Qi Niu before."
Bai Yan said calmly.
It was the guardian of the dragon tomb again.
Wang Jian couldn't help but tremble when he thought that he was killed by An Yan, one of the five guardians.
As if he guessed what Wang Jian was thinking, Bai Yan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "That guy An Yan is dead.
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He is just a junior of the Dragon Clan, a greedy guy."
"What's the meaning" "It's not interesting.
It's just that Jin Yan, the other guardian, and I both hate him."
"Dead, it seems I can't take revenge."
Wang Jian said helplessly.
"Your visit to the imperial mausoleum this time is not as simple as passing by, right?"
Suddenly, Wang Jian was stunned and said: "Yes, I came here to pick up something, and I left my storage bag here."
"Listening to what you said, it's really a coincidence that we happened to meet Qiu Niu and me here."
A gleam flashed in Bai Yan's eyes.
"Are you doubting me?
I tell you clearly that it was Hong Dao people who asked me to come.
I didn't expect to meet Qi Niu and you when I came here.
I just wanted to take away my storage bag."
Wang Jian said as he stood up and walked towards the ear room inside.
After a few dodgers, Wang Jian appeared in the second ear room, with Bai Yan following him and watching his every move.
Quickly scanning the ear chamber, Wang Jian took a quick look and found that his storage bag was pressed under a piece of brick by Mr.
Hong.
Picking up the storage bag, Wang Jian thought, and the contents of the storage bag appeared in front of his eyes.
The Yuan Kong Mirror, the purple long knife, and the green bottle that Wang Jian couldn't name.
Apart from these items, the rest are some documents and mobile phones.
It seems that Old Man Hong is quite attentive.
Except for the golden sword and sealing beads, nothing else is left behind.
Putting away the storage bag, Wang Jian glanced at Bai Yan and said calmly: "I have to leave.
I don't know when Qiu Niu will fully recover.
I will come back to see him when I have time."
"No need, your grudge against Pixiu is a personal grudge between you and him.
We, the Dragon Clan, also have grudges against him.
Let's each avenge ourselves.
We will not be allowed to step into this imperial mausoleum in the future."
Bai Yan said in a cold voice.
It seems that this woman thought that she wanted to get close to the dragon clan and expect them to help her take revenge.
She had never thought about this.
She would avenge her own revenge and would not expect anyone else.
Wang Jian instantly understood what Bai Yan meant.
He grinned: "Of course, your dragon clan's hatred has nothing to do with me.
Goodbye."
After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute."
Bai Yan said, "Don't tell anyone about Qi Niu and I being here.
By the way, I don't think you will tell anyone either."
Wang Jian nodded.
He was too lazy to talk nonsense to Bai Yan and left the ear room.
Looking at Wang Jian's back, Bai Yan smiled, and the next second, her figure appeared in the main tomb chamber.
"Is Ajian gone?"
Prison Niu's weak voice came from the ice coffin.
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"Yeah."
Bai Yan sat down cross-legged.
"I always feel that something is wrong.
He is obviously dead, so why is he still alive in front of us?
Do you think there is something fishy in this?"
"There's nothing fishy about it, and I didn't find any clues, but I let him go.
Who knows if he is the Wang Jian you mentioned.
I can't believe what he said, and I can't snatch the sacred weapon in his hand.
That Hongdao guy is really mysterious, I think we should change places."
"Okay, when I recover, I'll go find him again."
Prisoner Niu sighed, then lowered his voice: "The soul is obviously gone, why did you lie to me and say you escaped a little bit?"
After leaving the imperial mausoleum, Wang Jian stood at the foot of Yulun Mountain.
The sky was overcast, the cold wind was blowing, the foot of the mountain was covered with snow, and the world was filled with a cold air.
"After the New Year, spring will begin.
The plan for the year lies in spring.
Should I do something?"
Wang Jian said to himself: "Should I go to school to report?
I missed two months last semester.
I guess I failed all the subjects in my class.
I don’t know what happened to Big Fatty Monkey and the others.
Are Xu Dan and Big Fatty together?”
After talking to himself for a long time, Wang Jian smiled mockingly: "I don't understand what I'm saying.
I don't want to think about it anymore.
It's time to leave Yulun City."
Over the Yulun Mountains, a red light flashed and then disappeared into the sky.
The red light was exactly the shape of Shan Gao.
Wang Jian lay on his back, squinting and said: "I want to stay away from this place of right and wrong and go to a place where no one knows me."