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The five hundred and fortieth chapters are all your fault

So the three of them walked towards the depths of the cave. In fact, she didn't want to go in. She felt that murderous intent was hidden everywhere in the cave, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

The cave is exquisite, but the air is filled with a scent of itchy moisture, mixed with the scent of iron tools being corroded over time. The cave is fully equipped with cauldrons for alchemy, containers for elixirs, and transparent bottles for soaking medicinal materials. But those things have been covered with a thick layer of dust, and it is obvious that no one has touched them for many years.

Yang Qing told them not to touch the things here, maybe there was a mechanism. The group was walking inside. Pipixia and Yinshan Sanxiong were a little disappointed. Along the way, they didn't see any valuable treasures.

Shortly after walking, two corners suddenly appeared in front of the straight passage. Yang Qing didn't think much and turned left casually. He said that at that time, three sharp arrows shot towards Yang Qing's face unexpectedly. Yang Qing hurriedly turned sideways, swishing, and at that moment, the muffled sound of the arrow passing by his ears was like the sing of death.

puff!

One of Yun Qingyao's servants could not dodge and was shot. His chest was pierced through and he died suddenly on the spot. Another servant was still scared. If she had reacted a little slower just now, she would have been lying on the ground like her. Yun Qingyao had pulled out the sword at his waist at some point. In the moment, he used the sword to fly away the oncoming arrow.

"Be careful." After looking at the servant, Yang Qing felt a little reluctant on his face and reminded him that he would continue to move into the cave, but his steps were slower than when he first came. Pipixia and Yinshan Sanxiong followed with a serious expression, without a trace of fear on his face.

Since ancient times, if you want to obtain something, you have to pay a corresponding price. Yun Qingyao wanted to say something, but she stopped talking and was reluctant to keep up.

After walking for a while, the stone slab under his feet gradually turned uphill, and there was another corner. Suddenly, the sound of wheels and wheels came from inside. Yang Qing and his party changed slightly and immediately had a premonition of some kind of crisis. The next second, a large ball that occupied most of the space of the passage rolled down towards the face. The group of people who were mentally prepared immediately made a response and leaned against the wall at the same time.

Seeing the servant standing there blankly, Yun Qingyao's face suddenly turned angry and immediately pulled her over. The big ball rubbed their chests and rolled down.

"This cave is really full of crisis." Pipixia was a little scared.

"Haha, exciting." The three heroes of Yinshan said carelessly.

"Continue to go in, be careful," said Yang Qing.

Dong! As soon as Yang Qing finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook. Yun Qingyao jumped away like a frightened rabbit. She saw that the servant who had just escaped the disaster was hammered into a meat pie by an iron hammer from where the hammer came out. She was terrible in death.

"Get out of the wall quickly." Yang Qing shouted violently.

The three heroes of Pipixia Yinshan did not dare to think too much and quickly did it. Sure enough, the next second, a heavy hammer fell from the sky and landed in the place where they were just standing.

The four of them couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

"Young Master Yun, are you okay?" Yang Qing said, all the dead were Yun Qingyao's servants. Yang Qing felt a little disgusted when he knew that the other party was dressed as a man.

"It seems like it's okay? It's because you attracted those monsters that all my people were killed, and the remaining two are dead now, and they are all caused by you." Yun Qingyao said coldly.
Chapter completed!
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