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The soldiers stationed at the palace gate just walked out of the majestic and inviolable palace gate, and personally led a group of people at the gate into the palace.

Qi Yu got into Luo Feifei's bag, with only one head exposed but held high. He was born as a noble, glamorous and arrogant cat. He naturally enjoyed the treatment of being invited into the palace, and Luo Feifei was also honored.

The people behind were not so lucky. Two soldiers escorted one person, and forced them into the palace gate with their long guns on their necks.

In this situation, Nana finally had no way to restrain Cui Ziyuan, and she felt that it was a pity, but the poor Cui Ziyuan had just bid farewell to the threat of the pistol and was threatened by the long-gun, staring blankly at the front, already a little numb up.

All of them had their own goals, and they all wanted to enter the palace, so they got their wish.

Entering in such an unexpected way saves a lot of trouble in a way, and then I don’t know what these soldiers are going to do when they bring them in. Except for Dawei who didn’t hold his breath and resisted for a while, the rest of them chose Accept it obediently and wait and see what happens.

Walking through the palace gate, the Lanyue Palace, buried underground for thousands of years in the dark, opened its arms to the people of this era.

Lanyue Kingdom is just a country in the desert, with a small area and scarce resources. Naturally, the palace will not be as grand as the palaces of the big dynasties that can be named in ancient times.

In addition, the light was weak, and it was impossible to see things clearly after entering the palace gate. Luo Feifei could only tell that they were walking on a fairly wide avenue, and there were lamppost-like things lined up on both sides, and the side was empty. Only in the far distance are there outlines of buildings or palace walls.

The leading soldier walked beside Luo Feifei, with no expression on his bluish-white and stiff face, but his attitude could be called respectful, keeping half a step behind Luo Feifei at all times, as if he didn't dare to overstep.

In contrast, looking at the prisoner-like treatment of the people behind, Cui Ziyuan sighed with emotion in a low voice: "Sure enough, the script of the protagonist this time is also in the hands of the elder brother..."

"Boss, boss!"

The scratched skin on Dawei's neck was no longer bleeding, but it was still tingling. He couldn't help but whispered to the boss in front of him through two soldiers: "What do you think that kid is from? How can he be so capable? What a big role it is not to be true, even Zongzi respects him..."

"Damn it..." Dawei said, and suddenly he had a terrible thought, "That kid can't be a zongzi king, can he?"

The voice he thought he was biting his ears could be heard in the silent underground, Luo Feifei was unmoved, Cui Ziyuan, who was following him, heard someone speak ill of his eldest brother, and immediately scolded: "You are a bastard, your whole family is a bastard! "

"Hey—you boy... hiss—"

Dawei wanted to turn around and scold the brat who was having trouble with him, but just as he turned his head, the point of the gun on his neck pierced his neck again.

The tip of the gun was unbiased, and it was stabbing at the wound where his blood had just clotted. Dawei shouted: "It hurts, it hurts! I'm fine, I won't move, I won't do it!"

The gun was released a little, he opened his mouth and scolded something, and Cui Ziyuan laughed mercilessly behind him.

"Hello, handsome boy."

Nana was behind Cui Ziyuan, her voice could not be heard flustered in this situation, and she asked Cui Ziyuan in a teasing way: "Now we are in the palace, tell me, what's going on?"

Cui Ziyuan showed a miserable expression in a place she couldn't see, thinking why this woman is holding on to him!

He knows that he is good-looking, but he can't, sister, wake up! It is impossible for NPCs and players to have a future!

Cui Ziyuan made his voice sound a little impatient with refusal: "What's going on, don't you know how to see it yourself? These soldiers from Lanyue Kingdom have been guarding the door and waiting for us to come."

"What are we waiting for?" Nana asked with great interest, and the people in front and behind also stretched out their ears, wanting to hear what Cui Ziyuan had to say.

"Meow? (Want to chime in?)" Qi Yu turned to look at Cui Ziyuan, then turned to Luo Feifei.

Luo Feifei said calmly: "It's okay, let him make it up."

One person, one cat-eyed, one by one, walked at the front, as if they hadn't heard anything behind them, and left the stage to Cui Yangyang freestyle.

Cui Ziyuan wanted to stop the other party from continuously throwing questions, but he was restrained and couldn't move, so he could only reply: "Didn't you say that, I am a descendant of the Lanyue State Master, of course I will inherit the inheritance .”

After finishing this sentence, Cui Ziyuan heard Nana laughing briskly behind her, with a teasing tone: "Oh...so little national teacher, tell me why you were detained like us, but he was respectfully Please come in?"

Cui Ziyuan was speechless for a while, his mouth was stuck for a while, and he felt that there seemed to be only one explanation that could fulfill his setting.

"Of course it's because the one in front—" Cui Ziyuan pointed at the back of Luo Feifei's head with his chin, "He's a descendant of the king of Lanyue Kingdom!"

Luo Feifei, a descendant of the royal family, stumbled over a raised stone, stabilized his figure half a second later, and maintained his royal majesty with his expression unchanged.

Qi Yu's cat made a strange sound from its throat, and Luo Feifei thought he was laughing.

The more Cui Ziyuan thought about it, the more he felt that his story was very convincing. The road ahead seemed to be long, so he simply told the story: "Hey, it's all here, let me tell you the truth."

"Our national teacher family has been loyal to the descendants of Lanyue's royal family for thousands of years. It took so long to find news about Lanyue's kingdom... In fact, I accompanied him to inherit the inheritance."

"We didn't meet in front of you before because he felt that these things had nothing to do with me, and he didn't want you to embarrass me. To put it bluntly, our elder brother is really a good person..."

"Oh, inheritance?"

Cui Ziyuan blah blah blah, blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Luo Feifei didn't look back, but knew that the other party was asking himself.

Cui Ziyuan was stunned for a second, knowing that he would lose his words if he said too much, he shut his mouth tightly, and kept saying "Bah, bah, bah" in his heart.

These impromptu lies cannot withstand scrutiny, and they are full of flaws and contradictions, and no one would believe them under normal circumstances.

But now is obviously not in the normal range, Luo Feifei is still walking slowly, passing by the lampposts that may have been burning in the dark night thousands of years ago, and said: "I am not interested in treasures, believe me Believe it or not."

After a pause, he said again: "I hope you can see the current situation clearly."

After finishing speaking, I didn't say anything else, leaving everyone with a mixture of "I have family secrets and missions, but I just don't tell them" and "Look at the attitude of other people's zongzi towards me. I am the boss now, so be careful what you say to me." Unpredictable back.

Boss awesome!

Cui Ziyuan closed his mouth tightly, nodded, and secretly wrote down the main points of pretending to be aggressive in the small notebook in his heart.

The leader of the soldiers led Luo Feifei and the others to a palace.

The palace as a whole could not be seen under the scattered flashlight, but the moment Luo Feifei stepped on the stone steps under his feet, he saw something extraordinary from the reliefs on the handrails.

There were heavily armed soldiers guarding the gate of the hall. When they saw their group coming, they stepped forward to open the gate at the same time.

Luo Feifei was invited into the hall by the leading soldiers again, the threshold was a bit high, he focused on raising his legs to step over, and just before he entered the door, he heard Qi Yu meowing "Wow" from the back of his head.

Luo Feifei raised his head, momentarily frightened.

There is no other reason, this hall is gorgeously decorated, although it is a hall of death, it is not empty at all, on the contrary, it is very crowded.

There was a square of small tables on both sides of the main hall, and there were still wine glasses and chopsticks on the tables, which were a little far away, and Luo Feifei couldn't be sure whether there were dishes on the dishes.

Sitting behind each table are "persons" dressed as dignitaries. Naturally, there is no expression on the gray face, but the stiff movements are vivid for no reason. He got up and made a gesture of toasting to someone.

In the center of the main hall, there are girls dressed as dancers dancing gracefully, but after years of baptism, the clothes that should have been floating like immortals are drooping lifelessly, and there is still a lot of dust accumulated, which is desolate for no reason.

The whole hall looks like a prosperous age of singing and dancing, but it freezes the prosperity into the appearance of the other side of the underworld, vaguely as if you can hear the music of the prosperity of the past through the scene, and it refracts intermittently into ghostly and mournful screams in your ears .

These people seem to end their lives suddenly while enjoying food, singing and dancing, and then maintain the last happy attitude for thousands of years.

But there is also an extreme sense of disobedience, Luo Feifei can't tell what it is, it may be explained as the intuition of high-end players.

Looking past the dancers in the center of the hall who seemed to be moving at any time, two vague figures could be faintly seen on the high seat facing the entrance of the hall.

Luo Feifei took two steps forward, but the soldiers didn't stop them, instead they escorted everyone in and retreated, as if they had completed the mission.

"Just, just left?" Someone was surprised when he was let go, rubbing his painful shoulder and neck, "Just left?"

"Why, do you think there are not enough zongzi here?" Fan Ge glanced at the hall from left to right, and couldn't lower his vigilance for these seemingly incapable "people".

"Hello, little brother."

Brother Fan said, walked towards Luo Feifei who was at the front, put his hand on his shoulder lightly: "What's going on here?"

"...I don't know." Luo Feifei rarely replied honestly, "But I know that both you and my goal are very close."

After speaking, he brushed off the hand on his shoulder, walked straight through the dancers in the center of the hall, and walked towards the seat directly opposite the door.

"Meow. (Be careful.)" Qi Yu said.

"I know." Luo Feifei responded.

Seeing him walking over, those dancers didn't even move their clothes, and the people behind made eye contact and followed.

Cui Ziyuan felt the familiar hard touch of the lower back again, and wanted to cry without tears: "Sister, we are all grasshoppers on the same rope..."

"A thing like a rope, who knows when it will break?"

Nana smiled coquettishly, ignored his begging for mercy, wrapped her arms around his shoulders affectionately, and strenuously pushed him through the dancer's room.

Because there was a slight delay with the lead, they were the last to go.

And the moment they stepped between the dancers, Cui Ziyuan was sure that the dancer next to him moved.