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Several people climbed up again, Lin Ruhui took out a torch from his arms and blew it on.

It was only then that Fu Wan noticed that the layout of the room looked familiar: the hanging curtains, smooth marble floor tiles, carved tables and cabinets, and tightly sealed window lattices were exactly the same as the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Wait, it's sealed tightly, without a trace of light...

A light flashed in her mind.What if the last time she entered was not the Hall of Mental Cultivation at all, but this underground palace?The doors and windows were locked not at all to prevent people from seeing them, but because there was no exit from the underground palace.

It's just that similarities are similar, she has never been to this room last time, and Chu Hengze's expression seems to be unfamiliar.

Lin Ruhui suggested, "With that thing hanging around in the tunnel, it's safer to walk inside the room."

"Do you know the way?"

Lin Ruhui shrugged: "I'm not familiar with it, let's go and see."

Fu Wan: "..."

Lin Ruhui cast an ambiguous look: "What are you afraid of, anyway, the princess is so powerful, it's not enough to take us a few."

Bai Chan turned her head: "What princess?"

Fu Wan: "..." She glared at Lin Ruhui, coughed softly, "You, you got it wrong."

Lin Ruhui was still not satisfied: "Then who is a good friend, I even gave you the sword to save your life, you have to live up to it."

Bai Chan frowned: "What kind of lover? You speak so strangely. Since you are my apprentice's friends, I will naturally keep you safe."

Lin Ruhui dragged out the tone strangely: "Your apprentice?"

Fu Wan: "...shut up, you."

The rooms here seem to be all interconnected, one after another, door after door, turning left and right like a tunnel.The layout of the room is very similar, and they walked for a while, always wondering whether they had returned to the starting point unknowingly.

Just as they were doubting, they opened another door curtain, and Fu Wan followed Bai Chan in, seeing the scene in front of her, she couldn't help being taken aback.

I saw that this is a simple quiet room, with many sub-inscriptions hanging high on the walls on both sides, and a shrine in the middle.It was surrounded by solid walls, and it didn't have as many exits as the previous room, it was a dead end.

Lin Ruhui rubbed his chin: "Wrong way?"

When they were about to leave, Fu Wan glanced over the altar altar, and suddenly paused: "That box—"

There was an ebony wooden box on the altar table, she said "wait a moment", stepped forward and lifted the lid of the box, only to see a roll of cloth lying in the box.

She only glanced at it, her heart beating fast.

Lin Ruhui moved behind her and poked his head: "What? Let me see, let me see."

Fu Wan glanced at her and unfolded the scroll, only to see a complex pattern painted on the front, and the rest was empty.This material is very similar to the other side of the fabric she got from the corpse of the maid at that time, the difference is that the half piece was just a remnant roll, and this roll is three feet long.

For some reason, she looked at the pattern and felt vaguely familiar.

Lin Ruhui looked at it carefully, and said in surprise, "Xiang Liu?"

Fu Wan thought of what was written in the ancient books, Xiangliu seemed to be the same as Zhulong, both of which were fierce in ancient times.Legend has it that Xiangliu has a snake's body and nine heads, and it brings floods to the winter dragon.

Lin Ruhui picked up the piece of fabric and looked it over, but didn't see any clues.

Fu Wan frowned: "Don't you think that this pattern seems to have been seen before?"

Lin Ruhui looked carefully again after hearing the words, and asked doubtfully, "Is there?"

"Fu Wan." A subdued call came.

Fu Wan turned her head, but saw that Bai Chan's expression was different, she was staring at the canvas with a frown.There seemed to be a red streamer in her eyes, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Can... show me?"

At that moment, Fu Wan suddenly recalled where he had seen this pattern.She reached into her sleeve and slowly squeezed the white jade pendant tightly. The pattern engraved on the jade pendant made her palm ache.

Fu Wan murmured: "... Dingyuanhou's family pattern."

Bai Chan stood still and looked at her from across a table. Her waist-length black hair was calm and motionless, and there was no sadness or joy in her eyes, only emptiness.

Fu Wan still remembered the last time Bai Chan lost control, and she also wanted to do so, and there was an inexplicable violent emotional change.At this moment, Bai Chan was staring at the patterns on the scroll in her hand, her expression fluctuating, as if she was thinking of something painful, and she seemed to be trying her best to resist.

Lin Ruhui scanned the space between the two of them, keenly aware of something wrong: "What's wrong with her?"

Fu Wan closed the rag and said, "It's nothing." In fact, she had a faint guess in her heart, but she didn't want Lin Ruhui to see it.

"Do you want to see it too?" Fu Wan walked towards Bai Chan, spread his hands, and calmly said, "Here."

Bai Chan looked down at her fingertips, but didn't take them immediately.Fu Wan looked up at her quietly, at this moment, Bai Chan suddenly raised his eyes, and the two looked at each other.

With a flicker of the red candle on the altar table, Fu Wan noticed that Bai Chan's eyes were filled with a strange red light, not the reflection of the red candle, but the frightening blood seeping from her eyes.

Lin Ruhui took a step back while clutching Chu Heng.

Fu Wan did not retreat.She met her gaze, and her tone was casual as if she was chatting: "Didn't you say you want to see it, return it to you."

Bai Chan stood quietly, neither moving nor speaking.Fiery qi continued to overflow from her body, the air at the edge of the sword was somewhat distorted, her black hair was shaking slightly, and her eyes were ominously red.

Lin Ruhui's expression changed, and he shouted, "Leave her!"

Fu Wan didn't seem to hear, instead she took a step forward and called her in a low voice: "Bai Chan?"

Hearing her voice, Bai Chan hooked her fingers hanging by her side lightly, showing a struggling expression.

At this moment, there was a loud bang at the door.

With the collapse of the wooden door, the dust blocked the sight of several people, and a low roar came from the depths of the smoke.

Fu Wan's complexion changed slightly, it was that monster!It followed the bloody smell to chase here!However, there is only one exit from this room, and they were actually blocked in a dead end.

It was only a few steps from the door to where she was standing, and soon, a hand protruded from the smoke, no, it couldn't even be called a hand, but a withered claw, with five fingers slightly curled up, sharp Nails were dripping with blood.

That hand didn't stop at all, it went straight to grab Fu Wan's face.

Chu Heng couldn't care about anything else, and said in a broken voice: "Your Highness—" She fitted herself and threw herself forward, trying to block the blow.

However, faster than her was a white shadow.

Bai Chan tapped her toes, crossed over the altar, drew the sword with her backhand and lifted it lightly, piercing the monster's palm.

The metal rubbed against the bones, making a piercing sound.

The monster didn't seem to feel any pain, its five fingers gathered together, and it directly grabbed the edge of the sword.Its bones are much stronger than those of ordinary humans, and this sword failed to completely cut off the finger bones.

Bai Chan's complexion remained unchanged, and he changed from picking to stabbing. With a soft drink, great strength burst out from the waist and abdomen instantly, and the sword's edge passed through the gap between the finger bones like a shooting star, pointing directly at the monster's face.

——He actually wanted to crucify his palm to death.

Fu Wan tilted her head, and Bai Chan brushed past her.Time seemed to slow down, and she could see clearly that Bai Chan's eyes were still glowing red, she hadn't regained her sanity, and she was standing in front of her instinctively.

Bai Chan's sword was as fast as thunder, and he rushed forward with the sword, and firmly pushed the monster against the wall.

The exit was finally cleared, Lin Ruhui pulled Chu Hengze up, and said decisively: "Let's go." The wound on her back was open again, and the blood was dripping down, she gritted her teeth to hold back, and went to pull Fuwan again: "Go!"

Not pulling.

At this moment, there was only a crisp clang, and it was the soft sword that shattered.

This sword is originally a self-defense item for the daughter's family. It is extremely thin and soft, and it is already very good that it can last for these hours.

The monster shook its head, got up from the ruins, and confronted the empty-handed Bai Chan.

Lin Ruhui's complexion changed, and he shouted, "Your Highness, let's go—"

Fu Wan didn't look back, but only ordered: "Heng Ze, she is injured, you should carry her on your back first."

Chu Heng seemed to hesitate.Fu Wan cast a sideways glance and said sharply: "She was injured to save you, do you want her to die here?"

Chu Heng's throat rolled, and he bent over to pick up the cursing Lin Ruhui, and rushed out of the smoke-filled inner room soundlessly.

There were only two people left in the room.

Bai Chan lost her weapon, but her expression didn't fluctuate much.She leaned over and neatly tore off the hem of the palace dress, straight to the hem of her legs, and raised her eyes to look at the angry roaring monster not far away.

At this moment, Fu Wan noticed that the monster was wearing a bright yellow robe, but it didn't look like the etiquette that an emperor should have. On the contrary... a bit like a queen?Its entire face was tightly wrapped in bandages, reaching down to its neck, exuding a disgusting smell of putrefaction and medicine.

The next moment, the monster moved and rushed towards the two people who were unarmed.Bai Chan narrowed his eyes, raised his hand to block its fingers, clenched his backhand tightly, and then jumped up with his strength, took a few steps in the air, took it back and fell into it hard. in the dust.

Normally, the impact of such a landing on the back of the head is enough to make a grown man lose consciousness, but the monster was not affected too much, it wobbled and stood up again.

It's not an option to waste it like this.

Fu Wan pursed her lips, her thoughts turned, and she paused when her gaze swept across the altar.She remembered something, and immediately turned around and groped under the table, and as expected, she found a hard object.

She pulled it out without any hesitation, and it turned out to be a mahogany sword.

Although the soft sword is sharp, it is thin and soft. To deal with this kind of monster that has no fatal weakness, it is better to use a blunt weapon.

She turned her head and threw it in Bai Chan's direction: "Here!"

Bai Chan returned and received the sword and stabbed in one go.With a slash of the sword, the bandage on the monster's face broke and fell to the ground, revealing a bruised and horrific human face, whose facial features could not be seen clearly.It let out a cry of pain, staggered back, and looked at the wooden sword in Bai Chan's hand with a little horror.

Fuwan watched the battle nervously, never thought that the monster turned its head to look in her direction, and then it turned and ran away, and disappeared into the shadows with injuries.

For a brief moment, Fuwan noticed its neck under the bandage.The veins are exposed, the skin is pale, and a light-colored mole can be vaguely seen under the ear.

mole?Her heart sank.

She lowered her head in thought, so focused on her thoughts that she didn't realize that Bai Chan had quietly walked behind her.

"Wan'er." The man called out in a low voice, and his cold breath was blown by her ear.

Fu Wan turned around in a panic, met a pair of red eyes unexpectedly, and took a step back unconsciously.

Bai Chan's eyes flickered strangely, and she stood with her sword in hand, feeling an indescribable sense of oppression.The next second, she raised her sword and stabbed at Fuwan's throat.

Seeing the coldness approaching her skin, Fuwan's heart skipped a beat, and the sword stopped three inches in front of her throat, and then went down, lightly picking up the buttons of her clothes.

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"The Enemy Says I'm Her White Moonlight"

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On the day of the graduation dinner, Xu Shi'an drank the fragments, and when he woke up, he found himself lying on the bed of his deadly enemy.

The deadly rival, Rao Ran, is beautiful and wild, with a good family background and strong abilities, and is recognized in the circle as a wealthy young lady.

However, this person has a very small mind. Xu Shi'an, a freshman in high school, accidentally stuffed a love letter into her desk by mistake, and as a result, he has been hated to this day.

Seeing Rao Ran's beautiful sleeping face, Xu Shi'an was so frightened that he hiccupped, grabbed his clothes and ran out quickly before he woke up.

I wanted to forget about it completely, but the next day, Rao Ran was airborne and became her roommate.

Looking at Miss Rao who was expressionless ordering the bodyguards to carry the luggage, Xu Shi'an's legs felt weak: "Now transfer...is there still time?"

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Rao Ran: An An, come here.

Xu Shi'an: ...I don't.

Rao Ran: Oh.

Two seconds later, Xu Shi'an's bed curtain was lifted, and Rao Ran hugged the big dog pillow and looked up at her: "Go inside."

[Gentle and cute little crying bag subject to x expression barrier Tsundere young lady Gong]

"As soon as she cries, my heart softens. There's nothing I can do about my natural opponent."

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