A million in return: My senior brother is so generous!

"must!"

Jiang Feng responded, grabbed the Immortal Binding Suo, and put it directly into the space ring.

Looking at Jiang Feng's appearance, Fang Youde always felt something was wrong.

Is this fellow Taoist Jiang Feng not planning to return the Immortal Binding Rope to him?

Illusion, this must be an illusion!

Fellow Daoist Jiang Feng and he hit it off like old friends, how could he do that kind of thing?

Although the baby was temporarily loaned out, it was all worth it.

After the two of them enter the Demon Emperor's Tomb, they can let Jiang Feng explore the path for him!

Thinking of this, Fang Youde had a smile on his face.

He no longer resented Jiang Feng's arms around his neck, and even took the initiative to reach out and put his arms around Jiang Feng's shoulders. He and Jiang Feng were arm in arm, just like real good brothers.

But what he didn't know was.

At this time, Jiang Feng was secretly wondering how to trick this fat Taoist priest.

He remembered that there were many dangers in the Demon Emperor's Tomb.

There are so many treasures on this fat Taoist priest, so it's almost enough to let him block the front and fish from behind.

Fang Youde noticed that Jiang Feng was in a daze and couldn't help but remind him: "Fellow Taoist Jiang Feng, I have given you these spiritual treasures, shouldn't we go in?"

"Of course I have to go in!"

Jiang Feng hooked Fang Youde's shoulder, and the two entered the mausoleum together.

The entrance to the Demon Emperor's Tomb was dark, and people outside the tomb soon lost sight of the two of them, and not even a sound was heard.

"I have to say that this fellow Taoist from Daotian Sword Sect is really too impulsive. Does he have any spiritual treasure that can restrain evil spirits?"

"You can't say that. After all, he is the leader of the three major sects. His master should give him a magic weapon to save his life. There may be hope this time!"

"That fat Taoist priest, I always feel that he has bad intentions. Fellow Taoist Jiang Feng will not be deceived, right?"

…

Around the entrance to the Demon Emperor's Tomb, monks from other sects were discussing, and they all had a lot of expectations for the combination of Jiang Feng and the fat Taoist priest.

Of course, many people feel that the trip between the two is still full of misfortune.

other side.

Xiao Yurou and Ye Yaoer looked at each other after seeing Jiang Feng enter the mausoleum, and they both saw worried looks in each other's eyes.

There seems to be nothing else they can do now except wait.

After looking at Xiao Yurou, Ye Yaoer had a conversation in her mind with her ten years later.

"The other me, senior brother, will be fine, right?"

"How do I know? Besides, wouldn't it be better if he died? You don't have to worry about being cheated."

"Stop talking! Senior brother, he will be fine!"

"Okay, okay, I know you like him, so why don't I stop telling you?

Although the Demon Emperor's Tomb is dangerous, as far as I know, your senior brother Jiang Feng will be fine. "

"Yeah, thank you, the other me!"

"...What do you have to thank me for? I am you! Really, I'm going to rest!"

…

In Xiao Yurou's eyes.

The third junior sister next to her sometimes showed a worried expression, and sometimes showed a silly smile.

This made her a little worried. Is the third junior sister broken?

Fortunately, Ye Yaoer soon returned to normal.

And the whole person seems to have become more relaxed and optimistic. Is she not worried about her senior brother anymore?

When Xiao Yurou was a little confused, Ye Yaoer suddenly came over and said to her: "Senior sister, senior brother, he will be fine. Don't worry too much."

Xiao Yurou: "???"

Third Junior Sister, are you trying to comfort me?

Could there be some conspiracy?

But looking at her silly look, it doesn't look like she has any conspiracy!

Xiao Yurou thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Junior sister, thank you for caring about me. I also believe that senior brother will definitely come back."

…

The scene changes.

After Jiang Feng and Fang Youde entered the mausoleum, they let go of their hands in unison.

Seeing how dark the place was, Jiang Feng wanted to cast a lighting spell, but Fang Youde next to him took out an oil lamp from nowhere and lit it.

The surrounding space immediately became brighter.

Then, all that appeared in sight was a straight passage.

There were bloody corpses on the ground, all of which looked like they had been eaten by some monster. Their death was extremely miserable.

"Oh my god!!! His grandma will drop a drop of heaven!!!"

Fang Youde screamed in fright and hung directly on Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng: "...Fellow Daoist Fang, if you don't go down, I will take action."

Is this fat Taoist priest too timid?

I don’t know if he is pretending. If so, then this guy is too scary.

"Uh... I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Jiang Feng, I'll come down right now!"

Fang Youde was really frightened. He had been in the industry for so many years, and it was rare to see such bloody scenes. Most of them were withered bones long after death.

"Most of these corpses are fresh. They must be the disciples of various sects who entered here during this trip to the secret realm."

Fang Youde's fat face showed a somewhat solemn look.

Jiang Feng glanced at him.

Isn't this all nonsense?

Seeing Jiang Feng's eyes, Fang Youde was a little embarrassed and quickly changed the topic.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang Feng, let's keep moving forward. This oil lamp in my hand is not simple. It can prevent the evil spirits born in the tomb from approaching us!"

"Let's go."

Jiang Feng nodded, but stood there without moving.

Obviously, he wanted Fang Youde to go in front. He had already decided before coming in that he must find a way to let Fang Youde explore the way in front.

Fang Youde was confused.

This...isn't this right?

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, why don't you invite me first?"

"I'm holding an oil lamp in my hand. If something unexpected happens, it will be troublesome if the lamp goes out. Look, it's pitch black here. How can we do it without a lamp?"

These words are reasonable and reasonable.

If it had been anyone else, they might have been in the front.

But Jiang Feng naturally wouldn't.

He showed a bright smile and said, "Fellow Daoist Fang, this is your fault."

"Look, if you walk in front with the oil lamp, you won't have time to worry about what's behind you. If I'm behind you, you won't have to worry about anything. Don't you think so?"

"...It seems to make some sense."

Fang Youde was bypassed and walked in front subconsciously.

However, he soon reacted.

Damn it, why did you end up becoming a pathfinder?

Not to mention how depressed he was.

However, if the delay continues like this, when the oil in the oil lamp is gone, the two of them will be in trouble. The various evil spirits hidden in the dark will be enough for them to drink a pot.

Gritting his teeth, Fang Youde strode forward.

Jiang Feng touched his chin, with a smile on his face as he followed closely behind him.

This is a passage that seems to have no end...

There were walls made of stone bricks on both sides, and the ground was also paved with the same stone bricks, but most of the stone bricks were blocked by the corpses.

The clothes on some corpses looked extremely old.

The two left not long ago.

On the walls, murals have appeared since I don’t know when.

Jiang Feng looked at it with interest. The mural seemed to tell the story of the Qinglian Demon Emperor during his lifetime, starting from a spiritual pond...