Follow the steps and go all the way to the bottom.
The light in the space is dim, with only one light on the corner.
Su Mu shouted directly:
"Sesame opens the door."
Jiang Wangshu and the other two were nervous and relaxed.
A cold voice came with a faint majesty:
"Didn't you agree to come alone?"
Su Mu laughed, turned around and left.
That voice changed immediately:
"etc."
Soon, the dark space was bright and the soft light shining on the body was like sunlight, giving people a very comfortable feeling.
A slender and tall young man walked out through the curved walls of more than 30 meters.
Jiang Wangshu was shocked immediately.
Peat.
He actually knew the other party.
It was the night that Su Mu brought the Yu sisters into the imperial capital before, and he and Su Mu drank in Mulanchang that night.
Fengshen!
It's Feng Siming?
Isn’t he... the son of the Suzaku God Feng Wuchen?
Is Mao here?
Su Mu is coming to see him again?
No, the other party is just a serving person?
Su Mu took Lao Jiang and the other two to go up.
Feng Siming glanced at him deeply and said calmly:
"You're late."
A faint slight scent of play flashed in Su Mu's eyes and said with a smile on his face:
"It is inevitable that you can drink a few more drinks when you get together."
Feng Siming glanced at the three people behind him, his eyes calm, but full of oppression.
Tian Wenlin forced himself to calm down, but his face turned blue.
The other party's momentum is too strong.
Aura is very mysterious, to put it bluntly, it is an impression.
When you see a beggar, you will naturally not feel that he has any oppression towards you.
But when you drive a small broken car worth 30,000 to 50,000 yuan and drive side by side with a Rolls-Royce on the road, you will naturally feel that your broken car has lost its price.
Feng Siming walked in front, Su Mu followed, and Jiang Wangshu and the other three walked behind Su Mu side by side.
The underground passage is a closed space, silent, but there is no echo of their footsteps.
There is only a crisp sound of ticks on the ground.
A faint aura of depression slowly penetrated into the hearts of Jiang Wangshu and the other two, stimulating their hairs all over their bodies.
No matter how large this kind of claustrophobic space is, it will give people a feeling of insecurity.
What's more, this is a strange place.
And Su Mu said that the other party’s identity is super not simple.
Even though Jiang Wangshu is used to the wind and clouds, he still finds it difficult to control his mind.
Su Mu didn't care at all, and even whistled frivolously.
Feng Siming looked back at him helplessly, but Su Mu became more and more excited, so he had to give up.
After two minutes, I came to a door.
Feng Siming did not knock on the door, but pointed to the door sideways and said nothing.
“Get in?”
Feng Siming stood directly at the door and turned into a statue.
Su Mu pushed open the door directly.
A very clean room that caught your eye.
The room was empty, nothing was placed, only one person.
Su Mu's eyes fell on that person.
It was a young man with a slender figure, 1.9 meters tall, with black hair hanging down from his waist, and a snow-white robe.
This is what the so-called white clothes are better than snow.
That face is simply indescribable.
beautiful?
Or handsome?
If only the appearance is enough, the Son of God Su Mu has seen is not as good as him.
No matter how I hide it, it can't cover the strange charm deep in his eyes.
The other party seemed to have a sense of nobleness in his bones.
He looked at Su Mu with a faint joking look on his face.
It seemed that the people in front of him were just a small toy in his palm.
"You? Want to see me?"
Su Mu glanced at the other party and smiled:
"What did I do when I see you?"
There was no expression on the other person's face and he said coldly:
"What do you mean?"
"Take me to meet the person I should meet, you are not qualified to talk to me."
The other person's face instantly became very ugly.
He stared at Su Mu with an extremely dangerous gaze, and suddenly smiled faintly:
"How did you see that I wasn't?"
Su Mu still had a smile on his face:
"You don't even have hair growth, do you still have to look at it?"
The young man's face suddenly turned bloody and then became astonished as ever.
He seemed to be unable to curse at all, but he just looked at Su Mu tremblingly, but he didn't know what to say.
But Su Mu's heart became more and more calm.
Seeing that the other party stared at him with his eyes flashing, as if he was considering how to take revenge on him, he laughed again, looking at a fool:
"Little guy, are you just grown up? Are you pretending to be mature? Tell uncle, are you sixteen or eighteen? Tsk tsk tsk, not bad, you are also a handsome guy, hurry up and take me to see your grandpa."
Su Mu said quickly, with an expression like an elder looking at the naughty younger generation:
"After the cooperation is negotiated, uncle, I will take you to have a meat-like woman. What style of woman do you like? Is it a little girl or a lotus? You won't have an Oedipus complex and like an aunt, right?"
"You, you!"
The other party trembled violently, pointed at Su Mu, suddenly stomped his feet hard, covered his face with both hands, and ran away crying.
Jiang Wangshu and the other three were all stupid.
Damn.
Why is this kid so masturbating?
Only Su Mu sneered in his heart.
What kind of man should I pretend to be a little sissy?
Did the other party actually ask her to come out to make trouble? Did it mean it or what did it mean?
Today's secret meeting is extremely important and hidden.
This is also one of Su Mu's most hidden layouts.
Even the master kept it hidden.
The other party won't think about marriage, right?
Su Mu couldn't help but tremble.
Although he knew that he and the other party were the same ancestor, he probably had no blood relationship tens of thousands of years ago.
This girl is so powerful.
Because when she was so angry just now, she had a circle of ripples all over her body.
That's still the Gangqi.
It is impossible to condense the peak of the innate.
What if she wanted to kill someone with her finger?
Not to mention the flesh and blood body, even the bulletproof steel plate may easily penetrate.
Su Mu stood there without moving.
Soon, another man in white came out.
Jiang Wangshu couldn't help but curse people secretly.
Liu Yan and Tian Wenlin were shocked.
Feng Siming is tall and handsome enough.
Another shemale ran out.
Now another one?
This man is two meters tall and can be said to be perfect no matter how he looks at it.
The genes of the Temple of Heroes have been improved. How can one be preserved and have inferior genes?
Almost all people from the four major clans, including the sidelines, regardless of their figure, are definitely the peak of their appearance.
Anyone can use it as a human template.
The other person's appearance was 70% or 80% similar to the girl just now, and he was obviously the eldest brother.
He looked at Su Mu with a playful look, then smiled gently, and then he sorted out the spotless white robe on his body.
There was suddenly a touch of gloriousness and solemnity in the air.
In the horrified eyes of Jiang Wangshu and the other party made a very pleasing etiquette towards Su Mu, and finally knelt on one knee:
"Suhu Feng San, pay homage to Your Highness, my ancestors are invited."