Your Highness, please detour when you see this seat

Tong Fangzheng wondered why Mo called him indiscriminately. Hearing this strange order, he couldn't help looking at Si Jiyun in doubt, but saw him rubbing his nose and smiling wryly without saying a word.

"Yes!"

Si Jiyun waved his hand to signal him to go down and hugged him helplessly: "Wang'er, Yu Wentang's placement here is just beyond anyone's expectation. My heart is only moving for a man named Mo Wang!"

Mo Wang moved his ears uncomfortably, and the base of his ears turned red visibly: "Si Jiyun, when did you become so glib."

Si Jiyun's heart was itching with red eyes, and an uncontrollable impulse rushed into his mind in an instant, and he didn't know what happened next...

"Si Jiyun! Si Jiyun!"

Mo Fan's voice came from far away, Si Jiyun woke up with a shiver, stared blankly at Mo Fan and his hands were placed on Mo Fan's neckline at some point, his outer clothes had been torn by himself, There is only one obscene garment left.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Your skills have improved rapidly recently, and your lack of mood is restrained by the skills." Don't pretend to see the golden color in his eyes gradually fade away and let out a sigh of relief.

Yesterday, the two combined yin and yang to complement each other for the first time, and his skills improved so quickly that his mood couldn't keep up.Although Yin Yang Lu is miraculous, it is easy to be driven by the exercises and become a slave to desire if the mood is not enough.

Si Jiyun pulled him up guiltily, not daring to look directly at his exposed skin, fearing that someone would not be able to control himself and pounce on him: "What kind of kung fu is so evil? I don't feel any sign of going crazy."

"Yin-Yang Record, Yin-Yang Combined Cultivation Technique. The Nine Dragons Mountain Range is complex. Your skills are insufficient and your status is special. This is the fastest way to improve your skills."

Yin Yang record?Is it picking yin and nourishing yang?

Si Jiyun had also heard of some heretical exercises, and thought that Yin Yang Record was one of them, so his face sank and he quickly probed into Mo Wang's meridians.

There are gains and losses, and it is self-evident who has improved his skill so much.

"It's not what you think." Mo Wang let him do it softly: "Yin Yang Lu is a top-level authentic mental method, which is good for you and me."

"It's best like this." Si Jiyun let go and looked directly at Mo Wang domineeringly: "Remember, Si Jiyun is only good if Mo Wang is good, if the price of all this is you, what's the use of me planning this world? "

Si Jiyun's eyes were stubborn and domineering, Mo Wuxin trembled and said with a smile: "And wait until you get this world before talking with me."

"Yes, my lord!"

Si Jiyun fell in love with his domineering appearance, and couldn't help but pecked and pecked on his lips until the familiar heat flowed up in his body before stopping. He was afraid that if he continued like this, he would lose control again.

He took off his coat and put it on Mo Wang's body, then picked up the writing brush thrown aside by the two and turned the pen holder: "Let's check it out tonight?"

Yu Wentang has too many doubts, no matter why he handed over the "key" to him, he must go and have a look, but it is a problem to lure him out.

"Tong Fang!" Si Jiyun suddenly shouted when he thought of this.

Tong Fang opened the curtain and saw the two men in disheveled clothes, he was stunned for a moment, this... Could it be that they want to take a bath?

"Your subordinate will make arrangements now." Tong Fang quickly lowered his head so as not to see what he shouldn't see.

The corners of Si Jiyun's lips twitched. He found that since he combined with Mo Wang, his competent subordinate's ability to understand things has fallen by more than a notch.

"Come back! This palace hasn't told you to arrange anything yet?"

"Your Highness?" Tong Fang didn't dare to lift his head, didn't he want to take a bath?

He couldn't help but glanced at the two of them from the corner of his eye. Their clothes were disheveled and the pieces of clothes were scattered all over the floor. This...

He shouldn't have guessed wrong, right?

Tong Fang's eyes were too straightforward, it was impossible for Si Jiyun to ignore them.

He was directly annoyed: "Let Shen Shaoqian go to Si Jichong's office and find a way to hold Yu Wentang!"

Because Si Jichong wanted to win Shen Shaoqian and his party wholeheartedly, and Shen Shaoqian had been staying in the Jiulong Mountains as his savior and had never clearly expressed support for which side, so Si Jichong had always been polite to Shen Shaoqian, and the general requirements were acceptable. satisfy.

"Yes!" Knowing that he had misunderstood, Tong Fang didn't dare to delay and leave quickly even when he was embarrassed.

Shen Shaoqian's work efficiency was quite fast. He received Tong Fang's notice and took a few people to Si Jichong to visit him. I don't know what he said.

When Si Jiyun received Tong Fang's report, he and Mo Wang had already changed clothes and were waiting there.As soon as Yu Wentang left them, he entered the dark room.

Mo Wang quickly picked up the pen on the table, turned the pen barrel, and a long and thin needle protruded from the top of the pen barrel.

The two looked at each other and nodded slightly, and Si Jiyun put the two long needles in while Mo Wang was on guard, in case a hidden weapon was shot out when the darkroom of the organ was opened.

"Kakkaka..."

To the surprise of the two, they only heard the sound of the mechanism opening, and there was no hidden weapon.

Si Jiyun took two steps back and stood side by side with Mo Wang, watching the stone wall in front of him open from both sides, and as the stone wall opened, bursts of cold air diffused from the inside. .

Mo Wangzhang entered in front of Si Jiyun first. After passing through the long corridor, there was a large dark room, almost twice the size of the outside. The difference from the outside corridor was that it was covered with frost all around.

In the innermost part of the dark room is an upright ice coffin. In the ice coffin, a person wearing armor is lying peacefully. He looks exactly like Yu Wentang. His face is pale and the blood color is rarely seen through the worn-out armor.

Mo Huang and the two looked at each other, the person inside was exactly the same as Yu Wentang, needless to say it was Yu Wenlang who died in battle, but why is the body here?

Could it be that Yu Wentang couldn't accept Yu Wenlang's departure?

When Si Jiyun stepped forward, he discovered that there were actually two hidden compartments next to the ice coffin, with a box in each.

Opening Jushang's box, I saw some gadgets inside, bamboo dragonfly, cricket pot, dagger inlaid with gems, and an ancient broken sword.

Si Jiyun picked up the broken sword with a sullen face and couldn't believe it. He was too familiar with this broken sword. It was given to Yu Wenlang by him back then, but he snatched it away because Yu Wentang liked it. It's because Yu Wenlang dotes on Yu Wentang too much that he developed his playful personality.

How could this sword be here if it wasn't by Yu Wentang's side?

Why are these things played back next to Yu Wenlang's body?

He knew Yu Wenlang well, these things would never belong to him!

"What?" Mo Wang observed for a week and found no clues, and when he saw Si Jiyun's expression turned around, he couldn't help asking.

Si Jiyun remained silent, and quickly picked up the things in the box. He didn't know Yu Wentang well, but he heard Yu Wenlang say that Yu Wentang had a domineering habit.

Because he hates other people touching his things, he likes to engrave his name on all his own things.

Si Jiyun turned over the things in his hand and searched carefully. Sure enough, he found a seal engraved word Tang on all the things in the box.

As expected in his heart, Si Jiyun was not very happy. He threw himself on the ice coffin and observed the corpse in the coffin. He can still see all the details clearly.

In the coffin, Yu Wenlang's face looks young and immature, his complexion is pale but his skin texture can be seen to be more delicate. This is by no means the temperament and skin texture that a martial artist should have when he was young!

"Very good! Very good!" Si Jiyun clapped his palm furiously, and barely stopped when he approached the ice coffin.

"Si Jiyun!" Mo Wang had never seen him lose his composure like this.

"Wang'er, brother Lang grew up with me and has always been in love with brothers and sisters. When he died in battle, you can see how sad I was, but I didn't want to..." Si Jiyun pointed to the ice coffin with a livid face and trembling fingers, and the golden light in his eyes flickered.

He lowered his hands dejectedly and laughed angrily: "It wasn't Yu Wenlang who died back then, but Yu Wentang! Yu Wentang was Yu Wenlang at this time! No wonder Yu Wentang's attitude towards me was so strange, no wonder he always had a familiar feeling The feeling! I'm going to ask him now!"

At this moment, Mo Wang waved his hand and landed on Si Jiyun's chest, and he flew backwards until he hit the ice coffin.

He stared blankly at Mo Wang: "Wang Er?"

"Calm down?" Mo Wang said indifferently: "Now that Si Jichong and Shen Shaoqian are both here, why are you asking him like this?"

"Wonderful, you don't understand!"

Si Jiyun's brain, which was surging with anger, finally calmed down. Yu Wenlang's resurrection made him unable to figure out too much.

He couldn't figure out why Yu Wenlang pretended to be dead and lived as Yu Wentang. He couldn't figure out why Yu Wenlang didn't choose to tell him even if he was in trouble. Isn't the relationship between the two of them worthy of his trust?

"I don't understand?"

Mo Wang looked away and stared at the body of "Yu Wenlang" in the ice coffin and said with a sneer, "I know better than anyone what it feels like for relatives and friends to die before your eyes. Si Jiyun is something you have never experienced before." That's all."

Only then did Si Jiyun realize what he said, how could he say such things in front of Mo Wang.

He hugged Mo Wang guiltily: "Wang'er, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

He apologized several times in a row, but Mo Wang finally couldn't bear to turn around and said: "Ji Yun, I know how you feel, but now is not the time to ask, at least Yu Wenlang is alive, and the future will be long."

After speaking, he broke away from Si Jiyun's hand and picked up another box. This box was much smaller than the one Si Jiyun held but the workmanship was rough, and it was locked casually with a big iron lock.

This box was placed more casually than the one in Si Jiyun's hands. The dust on it was very thick and frozen on the surface of the box at extremely low temperatures. It was a bit stinging to the touch, which showed that this box was usually not opened by anyone.

Mo Wang tried his best to hear the lock shatter with a click. He opened the box and saw letters in it.

Mo Wang casually glanced at dozens of letters, and the recipient of each letter turned out to be Yu Wenxio, and some of them had changed color and should be a few years old.

He took out the top one and handed it to Si Jiyun who was standing in front of the ice coffin: "All the answers may be here."

Si Jiyun took it in a daze, and when he saw the name on the letter, his eyes darkened and he quickly opened it. The discolored handwriting on the letter entered his eyes. As he read the contents of the letter, Si Jiyun's face became more and more serious. There is a possibility of rampage at any time when the momentum is soaring.

His hand holding the letters trembled slightly, and he quickly opened them one by one without leaving a single one behind.

His eyes were scarlet, and he grabbed the iron box and threw it on the ground vigorously, making a loud noise: "Yuwenxio! Damn you! Damn you! Create chaos! Frame Zhongliang! Seek to usurp the government! What else do you dare not do!"

Si Jiyun's breath was chaotic and golden light filled his entire eye sockets, and his strong internal force was uncontrollably outward. He couldn't help but slammed his palm against the wall, leaving a deep palm print.

"Ji Yun!"

The author has something to say: Xiao Xiao complained: Finally, this dungeon and foreshadowing are coming to an end, and Lord Zun and God of War are about to meet again. It is difficult, boring and important, and I am about to cry.

The humble author asks for collection, guidance, and nutrient solution, eh!