The spring breeze is proud to enter the treasure building

Su Muhua's smile, with a bit of cunning pleasure, is like a passionate fox under the moon.The breath out of his breath was warm in his ear, "Does it really hurt?"

In fact, it didn't hurt that much. Lu Qian's killer had rough skin and thick flesh, and he bled much more when killing people like hemp than now.

But at this moment, there is beauty in her arms, and what's more terrible is that the beauty is still holding a knife in her hand. At this time, acting like a hero is the next best thing to do.

Lu Jiuleng said weakly, "Try it and you'll know if it hurts or not."

"Then I'll try." Su Muhua laughed lowly, and pushed him under him, "Young Master Lu... just said that you want me to be unable to get out of bed? Since you are in severe pain, just lie down and don't move. From now on...you will never forget the taste of Bi Luo Huang Quan."

try?try what?The yellow flowers wither, the dry road is three thousand... once the golden wind and the jade dew meet?

Lu Jiuhan turned pale with shock, watched Su Muhua's glazed phoenix eyes move down, then smiled suddenly, held the thing that hadn't softened, licked the edge with his tongue, and slowly sucked it into his mouth.

The hot and humid package made Lu Jiuhan feel like he was in a dream.Su Muhua's technique was a bit jerky, but Lu Jiu felt extremely sweet when he cooled down.

He didn't remember when he lost it. When he woke up, he had already lost it in Su Muhua's mouth.

Su Muhua turned over, took some tea and rinsed his mouth.

"Xiao Su, do you still remember the time when I came to your building and you saved me and healed me?"

Su Muhua looked back and said, "What happened then?"

Listening to the sound of rain, Lu Jiu smiled and said, "Lie down, I'll talk to you slowly."

The sky has not yet cleared up, and it has been raining continuously since last night until this morning.

"Su Muhua..." Ren Qing'er pushed the door open and came in.

Lu Jiuhan was sitting under the window drinking a bowl of porridge, staring at him eeriely.

"Xiao Su isn't here?" Ren Qing'er was frightened by his eyes, "Then I'll go first."

Lu Jiuleng continued to drink porridge.

Ren Qing'er walked around the door, then stepped back and stood by the door to watch him. "Tsk, Lu Jiuhan, it's not right for you to behave like this."

"Please don't let the Dharma protector ask questions, if you don't appear in front of my eyes, I will be right about everything."

Ren Qing'er heard his words, but walked in the door, sat down in front of him, and looked at him curiously. "This morning, when I saw Su Muhua go out, he was very refreshed. What's the matter? You had a fight last night, and you...lost?"

"Where is he... going?"

"I don't know, when I bumped into him, he was talking to Tang Ling."

Lu Jiuleng's face turned cold, he stood up abruptly, and walked out the door.

"Hey! Where are you going?"

Su Muhua!

He didn't intend to bother with him about the mark engraved on his thigh.

Even if he only cared about falling asleep last night, which made his eyes red, he didn't want to touch him.

Even if it disappeared early this morning.

He shouldn't have said anything about Bi Luo Huang Quan...

The black water supported the slender figure of the young man. Su Muhua was standing under the black reef at the moment, surrounded by boiling water.He tied the boat to the reef, fastened to the water, and jumped into the water like a nimble fish.Facing the scorching current, he quickly dived to the bottom, where there was a dense forest of reefs.

"This is it." Su Muhua identified it for a moment, and his hand rested on a reef. The reef washed by the water all year round is somewhat round, which is obviously different from other places covered with shells and gravel.

While the mechanism was turning, the reef swallowed his figure like a monster with its mouth wide open.

There was still a glimmer of light in front of his eyes, and Su Muhua could see clearly that he was in a corridor at the moment, and the sides of the corridor were neatly built of stones.

The light came from the end of the tunnel, and the dim light reflected the blue stone wall, which made people feel ominous in a strange way.

Su Muhua took out a folding fan in his hand, raised his guard and walked towards the depths of the tunnel.The corridor was not long, but within a few tens of steps he stood outside an arched door.The arched door was half-opened and was made of heavy bronze. Su Muhua looked up while supporting the doornail with a bowl-sized mouth.Flame-like lotus patterns are painted on both sides of the door, spreading all the way to the top.

There was a light in the arch, and there was a huge statue in front of him. The statue was extremely strange, half of which was a kind-hearted Buddha, and the other half was a ghost with a hideous face.Sculpture a posture of looking up.Su Muhua's eyes followed the line of sight of the statue, and there were several Sanskrit characters engraved on the blue stone wall, which read: "When the lotus blossoms, all the Buddhas mourn. The lotus heart is bitter, and ten thousand ghosts cry."

In front of the statue are two bronze lamp figures, and Su Muhua recognizes that the lamps look like the ever-burning lamps commonly used in emperors' tombs.

He has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, so he is naturally sensitive to danger.In an instant, his thoughts turned, and a starburst shot out from the folding fan in his hand. The starburst was nailed to the stone wall with a thin and tough silk thread.This silk thread is actually a love thread that cannot be cut with a knife. In an instant, Su Muhua flashed out of the bronze door with the force of the thread.

A dark figure was caught off guard, poking his head, seeing him chasing him, he quickly turned around and fled into the darkness.

How could Su Muhua allow him to escape, so he chased after him closely.

That black shadow seemed to be very familiar with the terrain here, turning three turns and two turns and flashed into the second underground palace.Su Muhua followed without hesitation, but the golden light on his face made him blink.

In this moment of distraction, the black trace has disappeared before his eyes.

Su Muhua saw this place along the way, the bronze doors could only be opened inwards, the rammed earth on the corridor was thick, seeing the bronze lamp man in front of the mysterious statue, he was already guessing.

At this moment, seeing the number of nails on the bronze door is ninety-five, he thought to himself, could it be that this is actually an emperor's tomb.

It's just that the feng shui anger in the yin house stops when it encounters water, and the four sides of this tomb are submerged in water, so the anger can't leak out. Could it be that something extremely ominous is buried.

The underground palace here is bigger than the one just now, and there are four copper lamps lit, and the golden light on the wall is dazzling.When Su Muhua saw it, he couldn't help being surprised, the castings on the wall were scriptures from the Shurangama Sutra.

It's just that this Shurangama Sutra is different from the method they practiced. The method taught is to first fall into the five-yin demon realm, and then practice the sixty practitioners.

In front of the wall carved out of gold bricks, there are sixty stone men standing with their hands down, with expressions of joy and sorrow, crying and laughing, all kinds of things.

At the moment when he looked back, there was a clicking sound in his ears, and a purple streamer flashed in the eyes of the sixty-stone man, as if he had opened his eyes.

Su Muhua unfolded the folding fan in his hand to protect his whole body, with a proud smile in his eyes.

The clouds were low and the rain had not stopped.

On the shore with white reeds, Lu Jiuhan stood on the boat with a long pole in his hand.

Ren Qing'er stood on the shore with a paper umbrella, "I heard from Tang Ling that the water in that place is like boiling water. You only have ordinary boats, which is too dangerous."

"I know." Lu Jiu sneered, "So I can go on this trip alone, you stay here and wait for me."

Ren Qing'er said anxiously, "Lu Jiuhan, this is not the time to be brave, no matter how high your martial arts are, you can't match the power of nature."

"Let him go." Zhao Yunjian held Ren Qing'er's hand, looked at Lu Jiu and said coldly, "Brother Lu, I think of a jar of Dukang wine that was buried ten years ago. If you and Brother Su come back within three days, I'll wait for you to come back to drink. If you don't come back within three days, Qing'er and I will bring the altar of wine to find you."

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