Under the bright full moon, the Yinshan Mountains are silent as if they are dead.

A soaring nighthawk flapped his wings and made a desolate cry.

The earth changed color, and the imperial tomb after the fierce battle was as dark as before, and returned to peace.

There was no sound in Shi Yong's ears for a long time. Life seemed to be still, consciousness was chaotic, and there was no light in front of his eyes.

She didn't even feel it, she didn't know whether she was dead or alive.

"Ashi."

"Ashi."

A voice calling her.

It was a big hand with distinct joints, holding her waist, dragging her arms, raising her chin, and calling her over and over again.

Shi Yong's whole body was hot, surrounded by a huge heat, and there was no wind around. He was breathing tightly, as if he was floating in a steaming sweat chamber, and his whole body seemed to be melting...

Is this purgatory of the underworld?

Shi Yong thought in a daze, his lips opened and closed, and his whole body was so thirsty.

"Ashi." The familiar voice called her again.

It was as if the hand stretched out from the dark abyss, pulled Shi Yong out of the encirclement.

She gradually gathered her consciousness and slowly opened her eyes...

However, the dark space cruelly deprived her of vision.

It was pitch black in front of me and I couldn't see anything clearly.

Shi Yong moved his fingers, held the arm that had only strength, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Marquis?"

"Are you awake?" The man's voice suddenly rose, his breath wrapped around her cheeks, and he was filled with indescribable joy.

Shi Yong wanted to speak, but his throat was burning and his teeth were trembling. After a while, he only said one word.

"water."

"Hold on it." Zhao Yin lowered his head, and his cold lips touched the corner of her mouth, coaxing and seducing him like comfort, "I'll go out soon."

Shi Yong lowered his arms weakly.

Touched the wet and hot sweat all over your hands.

Zhao Yin was wet all over, as if he had been fished out of the water.

She was not much different, she was sweating all over and even her hair was soaked.

Shi Yong let out a breath, and he was about to die of thirst, and he groped everywhere with his hands. But there was nothing but the misty heat. The space was empty, and only hers was still moving forward.

It was Zhao Yin holding her and walking forward, heading towards an unknown place.

"Thirsty." Shi Yong put his face on it. The two of them were wet and slippery, and they felt very uncomfortable. They kept pulling out their hands and pulling the messy clothes on their bodies. "It's so hot!"

"Don't move!" Zhao Yin reached out to stop him. The palm of his palm touched a piece of smooth skin. He shuddered and hugged Shi Yong tighter, not allowing her to move any more.

"It's so hot!"

Just imagine, what it feels like to be hugged tightly in a high-temperature sweat steam room?

Shi Yong felt that he was about to be roasted.

She wanted to take off her clothes and push Zhao Yin away, but she was so weak that she was not as strong as Zhao Yin. What could she do?

"Mr...." She pressed her hot body over and screamed so hard that she was numb and dazed, "You spare me, I... will be dying."

Seeing that she was uncomfortable, Zhao Yin lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Woo--

The dry lips were moisturized, but the fire in the abdomen became more and more intense. In this humid and hot space where breathing was very difficult, Shi Yong opened his mouth, like a fish that lacked water, breathing in big mouths, his consciousness was rising and floating.

"Mr. Marquis, are you hot?"

"Um."

"Where is this? Why is it so hot..."

Zhao Yin pursed her lips that had just kissed her, and said hoarsely: "Under the Imperial Mausoleum."

It fell from the dead room and was underground.

The light in Shi Yong's eyes was dissipated a little bit.

It's been coming and going for so long, and it's still underground.

She didn't speak, and her body moved with Zhao Yin.

Zhao Yin was also very silent, but he breathed evenly and groped forward calmly.

Shi Yong was infected by his calmness, grabbed his wet clothes and called out softly.

"…Marty?"

"Um."

"Do you know how to get out?"

"I don't know."

"Then where are we... going now?"

Zhao Yin followed the memory and told Shi Yong softly.

"The late emperor entered the imperial tomb and cracked the Shipanlong chess game in the dead room, and then fell down a stone building with the first queen, called the "Return to the Light and Return to the Light". The so-called "Return to the Light and Return to the Light" means that this stone building has everything, with gold and jewelry everywhere, and a stone building can reach the prosperity of the world."

The house is full of gold and jewelry is everywhere.

Shi Yong took a deep breath, "We also fell from the dead room... But where is the building? Where is the gold jewelry?"

Zhao Yin frowned and shook his head.

What a pity.

Shi Yong sighed in his heart, "So, where we are now, is the location of the building we returned to the back to the sky?"

Zhao Yin did not affirm or refute.

It took him a while before he spoke again.

"The Huiguang Huizhao Building is built on the Boiling Water Lake. Once someone falls into the Huiguang Huizhao Building, the agency will start. Then, the stone building will sink inch by inch. It took three days to completely sink into the boiling water."

"Boiling Water Lake?" Shi Yong shook his heart and felt that his skin was a little hotter.

No wonder it's so hot. Is it boiling water lake nearby?

I heard Zhao Yin say again: "The water of Feihu flows out from the crater underground of the imperial tomb. The water contains poisonous substances. The Baihuisheng in the dead room is to draw the water of Feihu up and then flow out from the mouth of Shi Panlong, and the cycle repeats... "

Shi Yong swallowed his saliva, pressing down the burning desire in his throat, his nails twitched hard in his palms, forcing himself to regain consciousness.

"Shi Panlong, Yuanyang Pavilion, hasn't it been cracked by the late emperor? Why are there still many charming people in the dead room?"

Zhao Yin said: "The dead room mechanism was destroyed back then, with old-fashioned stone walls and cracks. The boiling lake area was steaming hot all year round, so it was inevitable that it would be immersed in the dead room."

This is also...

"But... Marquis, where is the Boiling Water Lake? Why are we so hot? It's getting hotter?"

Zhao Yin said: "The Feihu Lake is at our feet."

"Under your feet?" Shi Yong was shocked and groped for a while, and then he let out a sigh.

"Mr. Marquis, are you kidding me? Where is this a lake?"

Zhao Yin shook his head, "In order to find the late emperor, the first queen dug the imperial tomb, and a large amount of mud, sand, soil and gravel fell down, and the lake was buried..."

"But Bai Meisheng is still here, where did he come from?"

"Maybe there is still a source of water below, just buried deeper."

"Well, what a magical mechanism."

Shi Yongpiao thought frivolously, and Zhao Yin's handsome and cold face gradually appeared in his eyes.

Is this the eyes adapted to the darkness?

How could I see him suddenly?

Shi Yong's mind was half a beat slower than usual, but when he turned his head, his eyes told her another promise.

Volcanic slurry flames are spread across the rock shore in front.

It also reflected the horror in Shi Yong's eyes.

"Marty." Shi Yong's voice changed color, he grabbed Zhao Yin's arm, and even his mind became much clearer.

"Don't go forward any further. There is a crater over there, and the slurry erupts at any time..."
Chapter completed!