The man in black robe walked out of the dark stone door, wearing a man in black robe on his face, which was very familiar to Shi Yong. This familiar dress made everyone breathe tightly. The man in black walked very slowly, his black robe moved without wind, but his footsteps were light and soundless. His pair of sharp eyes were hidden in the dark and could not see clearly, but every moment he walked, it could bring invisible pressure to people.

Is this man who can’t see the face an evil king?

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

He smiled, "What do you think of the Marquis?"

When you come out alone to face everyone, your attitude is too calm. Who are you provoking?

Shi Yong looked at Zhao Yin.

But seeing that he still maintained his posture just now, he let go of her slightly, and his tone was calm as usual.

“How to cooperate?”

The man in black stood outside the stone gate.

"The skin of the twin drum contains the imperial tomb mechanism and treasure. I have the twin drum in my hand, and the marquis has strange people on my side. If you and I work together, we will definitely be able to crack the imperial tomb mechanism and find this lost treasure of the imperial tomb."

Zhao Yin hummed and laughed, with a faint mockery in his calm tone.

"Since Master Yonglu accidentally broke into the Yinshan Imperial Tomb, how many people in the world have coveted the treasures of the imperial tombs for decades? How many people have survived after entering the Yinshan Imperial Tombs?"

The man in black said: "Man dies for money, birds die for food. The only thing that blames them for being too greedy is that they don't belong to them. They die is their life, but we are different."

Zhao Yin asked: "What's the difference?"

The man in black smiled and said, "We are still alive."

Zhao Yin said: "If we are greedy, we will die."

The man in black was stunned and laughed loudly, "As the Marquis said, for decades, countless people have coveted the treasures of the imperial tombs, but they can't even touch the door of the tomb, so they died here. But we can come and go freely in the Qimen Dunjia Eight Characters. Do you think this treasure should not belong to us, and who should we belong to?"

Zhao Yin still had a blank expression on his face, "I'm not interested."

The man didn't seem to be surprised by Zhao Yin's answer, "The Marquis is not interested in the treasure. I wonder if he is interested in the lives of everyone here?"

Looking around, he sneered coldly without waiting for Zhao Yin to answer.

"I am so blunt, the Marquis has no choice. Apart from cooperating with me, you have no way to get out of the imperial tomb..."

"Yeah?"

Zhao Yin's voice became more and more cold.

He let go of Shi Yong's hand, slowly lifted his steps, and walked towards the man in black. His face was cold and cold, like the ice surface in the middle of winter, quiet and full of coldness.

"I can kill you. Within five steps."

It's five steps, and he's already taken two steps.

Everyone held their breath and focused their attention, staring at Zhao Yin and the man in black.

Shi Yong's heart also hangs.

Unexpectedly, the man in black had no intention of retreating and slowly smiled.

"Zhao Yin. I believe you have this ability. But since I dare to come out alone, how could I not be prepared? It's easy for you to kill me, but if I die, there will be more people to be buried with me-"

His eyes passed over Zhao Yin and fell on Shi Yong's face, with a slight evil spirit on his voice.

"Even if you don't care about the life and death of others, are you willing to let this little beauty die because of you?"

Shameless!

Shi Yong hated threats the most in his life.

Especially with your own life to threaten others.

"Even if we die, you won't see it. You have to die in front of you. Marquis, kill him!"

Zhao Yin took two more steps forward, his faint voice full of murderous intent.

"good."

The sound of the slow sound was so sharp that he took the fifth step calmly. The Xiuchun Knife suddenly took action, and a buzzing metal sounded, which was particularly terrifying in this dark stone chamber.

Fast, fierce, accurate. His speed was like a falcon rushing to eat. A cold light flashed by, and the embroidered spring sword was already on the man's neck.

A wisp of blood slowly flowed down the blade.

The man in black was motionless.

Zhao Yin did not stab the deadly knife, but lifted the man's mask hard, leaving a bloody mouth on his face.

The man in black did not hide, and his face was still smiling.

"The Marquis is very skilled. He deserves to be from the direct inheritance of Master Yonglu."

When talking about the "directed master" of Yonglu, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be laughing, which was meaningful.

Zhao Yin's face was cold and motionless.

The rest of the people showed surprise on their faces.

Shi Yong knew this person.

He is no one else, but Mr. Banshan who was secretly released by the concubine Aruna in Ergu.

It was also Taoist Qingxu who escaped by chance in the fire in Qingxu Temple.

What an old fox, he can't die like this, and he can still live to the Yinshan Imperial Mausoleum.

But is he... the Evil Lord himself?

Shi Yong stared at the face in front of him, his heart full of doubts.

She had never seen Qingxu, but she had dealt with Xiejun several times-

The closest distance is face to face and breathing can be heard.

That was a young man, definitely not as old as Banshan. Of course, the premise was that the evil king she saw was the real evil king.

Seeing that he was controlled by Zhao Yin, Shi Yong slowly stepped forward, kicked him in the leg, and sneered.

"Does it hurt?"

Banshan didn't seem to have expected that Shi Yong would suddenly attack, frowned, and smiled coldly again.

"It seems that the princess is very hostile to me?"

nonsense!

Who wanted to kill her in Ergu?

If Chu Daozi hadn't saved her, she would have lost her life.

Shi Yong sneered and asked directly, "Are you an evil king?"

"yes."

There was an indescribable contempt in the hoarse laugh halfway up the mountain. He looked at Shi Yong and the people in front of him, showing a lofty and arrogant attitude, as if he could stand here and talk to them, which was already a gift.

"You see, I'm wearing the Evil Lord's mask."

vomit!

Are you so proud to wear an evil king’s mask?

Banshan admitted frankly that he was an evil king, but Shi Yong refused to believe it at all.

However, she once thought that Banshan was a talented man, who could be the leader of a wolf-headed thorn, and could play the concubine Aruna out of her hands. She would rather not have her own life than save her life...

How could he have done such a bad-legged behavior because of the evil king?

Shi Yong snorted coldly, suddenly grabbed Zhao Yin's wrist and pushed the embroidered spring knife in his hand forward.

"Then don't blame me for being rude. Seeing this face, I can't wait for a moment, I just want your life."

Her eyes were as bright as stars, but her movements were fierce and fierce, not at all gentler than Zhao Yin, and even stronger than Zhao Yin's intention to kill. However, in a blink of an eye, the sharp embroidered spring knife cut into the neck halfway up the mountain.

After living for three lifetimes, she has never seen many people who are not afraid of death.

Unexpectedly, Banshan was considered a ruthless person.

He didn't look at Shi Yong, and he didn't seem to feel the pain, but stared at Zhao Yin and asked with a smile.

"Do you cooperate? Marquis. For the life of this woman."

"Are you looking for death?" Shi Yong snorted coldly, and the blade was about to push forward again, but Zhao Yin suddenly let go of his arm and took back the Xiuchun Knife. He looked at the arrogant face halfway up the mountain with a cold tone.

"cooperate."

Shi Yong looked at him sideways, "Marty?"

Zhao Yin grabbed her hand and said calmly: "Heaven and earth are chess, and I am a pawn. Since he comes, he will be at ease."

Whether she wanted to cooperate with Banshan or not, what was waiting for them in front was unknown danger. If Shi Yong had changed, he would also choose to cooperate with the enemy at this time. At least, he could get a glimpse of the details of one or two opponents. The reason why she pretended to stop and killed Banshan was simply to play with Zhao Yin.

She wanted to ask what she wanted from Mid-mountain, but this guy's mouth was even tighter than a bottle stopper.

Seeing this, she snorted, "The Marquis is not afraid of being used by them. These people are vicious. Who knows how many conspiracies will be waiting for us?"

Zhao Yin glanced at her,
To be continued...