He didn't know why at the time.
Now that he heard Murong Chen's words in his sleep, he suddenly understood something.
He felt excited but also slightly worried.
Sure enough, when he woke up the next day, Murong Chen somehow knew what he had said last night, and the two reached an impasse again.
Neither of them mentioned that incident, and their actions were the same as usual, but the atmosphere was really different.
Xueqiu'er just couldn't stand this kind of atmosphere and felt extremely sad, thinking about his master.
After Xueqiu'er pointed out the location of Lingtian Palace, he lowered his head listlessly, trying to escape from such a weird atmosphere.
The two men found a spiritual vulture to carry them.
After dinner, Murong Wu continued her search for the treasury and walked in front, followed by the maid behind her.
Suddenly, Murong Wu suddenly turned around and waved his hand without knowing how.
He only smelled a gust of fragrant wind, and then his head felt dizzy.
The man screamed in his heart that it was not good, he could no longer open his eyes, and fell heavily to the ground.
Murong Wu had no expression on her face, her whole body was solemn, and she didn't even look at the person lying on the ground.
She fluttered her sleeves, her white clothes flicked, and her feet moved quickly, and she disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Knowing where the treasury was, Murong Wu would not be polite.
He knocked down the maid and ran straight away.
The main hall in front of him was empty, with only a few guards guarding it.
Murong Wu raised his eyebrows.
Did Emperor Jueshang really think that no one from Lingtian Palace would come here to act wild?
Because of the strange energy in her body, her left foot has improved a lot now.
With determination in her eyes, she rushed there like a gust of wind.
She was so fast that her shadow could hardly catch it.
The gatekeeper felt nothing but a breeze blowing on his face.
He rubbed his nose and continued to guard, not worried that someone would break in.
Murong Wu broke in easily, but his eyes darkened.
There was no one guarding him.
He came in so casually and there was no one inside.
There must be other Yao Zi. organ Murong Wu put her whole body on guard and stepped into the palace step by step.
This place is different from the Mo Ran ruins.
It has no ancient charm or mysterious atmosphere.
This place is solemn and solemn, full of the king's coercion.
This treasury is made up of three palaces.
In the main hall, nine huge black square stone pillars stand upright, lifting the roof of the hall.
Strange stripes hover on each stone pillar, which is strange but full of majesty.
But the pillar in the middle is different from the others.
It is obviously thicker than the others, and the runes on it are more complex.
Moreover, a blue dragon similar to the blue dragon ring is coiled on it, seemingly trapped in Above, lifelike.
The blue dragon is proud, its huge head raised high, its horns are cold and hard, full of power, its copper bell-like eyes are slightly slanted, with the arrogance and vicissitudes of looking at the common people.
Different from the magnificence of other palaces, the overall tone of this palace is darker.
Half a foot square of ink-colored bricks on the ground cover the entire palace, which is cold and solemn.
Standing at the door of the main hall, looking at the ink all over, I felt the coldness inside without walking in.
The treasures here are classified, and things like the Calm Bead must have a fixed location.
Lift your feet and take steps, slowly step on Condensation One, Two, Three, nothing will happen.
Murong Wu's face was solemn and she continued to walk, constantly eliminating danger and constantly predicting what would suddenly appear.
The cold palace has not been popular for a long time, but strangely there is no dust, and everything is clean.
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Murong Wu did not dare to relax too much, and did not dare to move a single stone or pillar.
In the dead air, there was only the sound of Murong Wu's faint breathing
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