Marry Wang Yuyan at the beginning

"Cooperate for what?" Tianfeng Shishilang asked puzzled.

"Naturally... kill Murong Fu!"

There was a strong murderous intent in Murong Zheng's eyes.

Inside the abandoned mine.

Murong Fu and Su Ying went deeper and deeper.

At the beginning, you can still distinguish the direction.

After fighting a few more battles, I didn't know where to go.

"Where are we now?"

Holding the torch, Su Ying could only see clearly what was within two meters.

"I don't know, I just know that we have already left the range of Beishan, and now we are walking towards the city." Murong Fu said.

"No way?"

Su Ying was a little surprised, she and Murong Fu walked for so long, at least dozens of miles away.

According to the current scope, it is obvious that there is still a long way to go.

Such a large project is probably no less than Wei Wuya's Tianwaitian.

Murong Fu would also be surprised: "That's right, the abandoned mine should have undoubtedly opened up this place, and it must have other ways out."

"Who would be so bored to build a burrow here?" Su Ying sneered.

Murong Fu was taken aback, yes, who would dig such a hole in Gusu City.

Moreover, why does this place give him a sense of familiarity.

"Let's go, stop thinking about it, find the source, and we can go back."

It's just that I didn't expect that the place below looked more and more like a large martial arts arena.

The stench became more pronounced and intense.

Looking at the scenery in front of him, Murong Fu felt more and more that what he thought might be right.

It is very possible that this is the underground military training city built by the Murong family in Gusu City.

However, the scene in front of him made him feel a little unbelievable.

It wasn't empty inside, and many corpses were lying in front of it.

Because of the time, they were rotten and rotten, and the smelly mucus was all over the floor, connecting their flesh together.

Looking at the clothes above, it is obvious that there are two groups of people.

and…

These two groups of people are all from the Murong family!

"What's wrong?" Seeing Murong Fu standing there, Su Ying asked curiously.

"Below is a mass grave, there are many corpses, but I didn't see any living corpses." Murong Fu explained.

"Mass Burial Mound?" After Su Ying murmured, she said excitedly, "That's right, to refine corpse poison, you must extract it from many corpses."

"Don't you want to tell me that corpse poison is made from these disgusting corpse liquid?" Murong Fu asked.

"I don't know, tell me to see if there are any books and the like around." Su Ying reminded.

Murong Fu looked to the left and right, but found nothing except the corpse, he shook his head and said, "Except for some grass that looks like a heart, there is nothing."

"Grass?"

"There are so many places in this place, how can there be grass?"

Su Ying was puzzled, pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked excitedly:

"It's Xuanxin Grass! It must be Xuanxin Grass."

"Look at these grasses, do they grow from the heart of the corpse?"

Murong Fu looked at it according to Su Ying's words: "There are indeed a few plants that grow from the heart."

"That's right." Su Ying nodded.

"What is Xuanxin Grass?" Murong Fu asked modestly.

"This grass is highly poisonous, and if ordinary people get a little bit of it, they will surely die!" There was a trace of fear in Su Ying's words.

"Such a poisonous thing, why are you talking so excitedly?" Murong Fu was speechless, feeling that Su Ying was suffering from some serious illness.

"Cut, what do you know? Poison is sometimes a good medicine for curing diseases. You must know that Xuanxin Grass can cure madness."

Su Ying said proudly: "It contains powerful power, which can increase people's spiritual power."

"Huh? Can it increase mental power?"

Such an effect surprised Murong Fu a little.

"Well, some alchemists in ancient times specially used Xuanxin grass to refine elixirs, it seems to be to increase their primordial spirit." Su Ying explained.

Murong Fu felt nauseated, the grass grew on the sticky body fluid.

It's unimaginable how they got it wrong.

Could it be the psychology of stinky tofu?

Smelling stinky food?

"Don't stand there, hurry up and get some plants back for me. I'll go back and research to see if I can refine a good poison." Su Ying urged.

Murong Fu was taken aback: "Why didn't you ask me to go?"

"Because I can't see." Su Ying said casually.

"good, very good!"

Murong Fu shook his head, forcibly endured his nausea, and walked towards the pile of corpses.

Picked a few relatively clean Mysterious Heart Grass.