After arriving on the third floor, Mo Ling went back to her room. When I returned to my room, I found the door to the room open, and Yang Xiaoyun and Han Qianqian were sitting cross-legged on my bed in their pajamas and barefoot.
If it weren't for the preserved egg and the little girl in red, a few people were chatting, and the topic seemed to be about tonight's action.
But, why are they all gathered in my room?
Seeing that I was back, Pi Dan looked me up and down, yawned and said lazily to Han Qianqian and Yang Xiaoyun: "Okay, I'm back. It looks like there are no injuries, so you don't have to worry! I have to go back and take care of myself."
I’m going to rest, damn it, if the boss hadn’t come forward and dragged me back by force, I would have had to cramp and peel off those two old bastards..."
Pidan cursed and walked out of my room, limping. His right leg seemed to be more swollen than his left leg, and he didn't know how he was injured.
The little girl in red also waved to me, said hello casually, and walked out of my room with a tight face as if she was unhappy.
Obviously, there seems to be something unexpected in tonight's operation!
When I looked at Han Qianqian and Yang Xiaoyun, Han Qianqian stretched out her left hand directly, with a layer of gauze wrapped around her wrist, and said faintly: "It almost broke. It was originally just cleaning up a stronghold of the Gu breeders, but it ended up running into other people."
The power of the masters suddenly turned into a melee. If it weren't for some old guy from the Taoist sect who went crazy and killed those guys, we would have been in trouble tonight..."
Yang Xiaoyun also stretched out her fair legs, with a layer of gauze wrapped around her smooth ankles. She looked seriously injured. She looked at me pitifully, as if she was waiting for my comfort.
Before she could say anything, Han Qianqian slapped Yang Xiaoyun on the ankle and said in a slightly contemptuous tone: "Don't show off, I was really injured when I was fighting with others.
You sprained your foot when you were running away..."
"You still have the nerve to say it?"
Yang Xiaoyun glared at Han Qianqian and said angrily: "You know that the old guy in Longhu Mountain is crazy, but you still want to trouble those people who raise Gu. If I hadn't pulled you and ran fast enough, maybe
We are both in trouble there. Although our Yang family has a good relationship with Longhu Mountain, the old guy is obviously jealous. If he really takes action against us, we won't even have tears to cry..."
"Okay!"
I pinched my brows and said helplessly: "You guys should go back to your room first, I want to be quiet for a while!"
Han Qianqian and Yang Xiaoyun were stunned for a moment and looked at me blankly.
"What's wrong?"
Yang Xiaoyun spoke softly and said with some worry: "The boss has never told us anything special about the stronghold you went to. What happened?"
I shook my head and didn't want to say anything. I was very tired and irritable.
Han Qianqian pulled Yang Xiaoyun, and Yang Xiaoyun stopped asking and quickly got off my bed with Han Qianqian.
"You have a good rest and don't think too much!"
Han Qianqian said warmly: "If anything happens, let's face it together, don't carry it alone! I won't disturb you anymore, just rest!"
I really want to find someone to express my depression to, and it stands to reason that Han Qianqian and Yang Xiaoyun are the best listeners at this time, but I can't get the words out of my mouth.
What should I say? Where to start?
Regarding grandpa’s changes and the secret of that underground palace, I still haven’t figured it out yet!
If these things were told to them, apart from causing them more troubles, what would be the use?
After they left, I lay directly on the bed. There was still some faint fragrance on the bed. I didn't know if it was from Yang Xiaoyun or Han Qianqian. However, I didn't have any dirty thoughts in my mind right now. I pulled the quilt over me and felt a little...
Staring at the ceiling absentmindedly, his mind recalled what happened in that private club not long ago.
"Why is this happening?"
"Who am I?"
"The Underground Palace of the Emperor's Mausoleum..."
I don't know how long it took, but I fell into a deep sleep. This night had a huge impact on me. My mood swings were definitely the most severe I've ever experienced, and I was very mentally drained.
Go to sleep, everything will be fine after you wake up!
In his sleep, the strange shroud appeared again, transforming into the complex pattern of the underground palace, but this time it seemed clearer than before.
The vague coffin deep in the underground palace once again called me. It was a very kind call, which made me feel like I wanted to rush over at all costs.
However, this time there were several figures around me, including Han Qianqian, Yang Xiaoyun, Preserved Egg and the little girl in red.
They dragged me tightly, shouting and screaming with eager faces. I didn’t know what they were talking about, and they looked very anxious and nervous. Although I couldn’t hear what they said, I could guess that they should be
They were preventing me from approaching the coffin.
I ignored them and ran rampant like a wild bull, breaking away from the obstruction of Han Qianqian and others, and quickly moved towards the depths of the underground palace.
And just when I was about to approach the vague coffin deep in the underground palace, my footsteps suddenly stopped, and a force stopped me, or someone grabbed my ankle, stopping me from moving forward.
I subconsciously turned my head and looked behind me. The scene made me stunned.
I saw Han Qianqian and others lying on the ground in a mess, and besides them, there were many people lying in a pool of blood.
Broken limbs and broken arms were scattered everywhere. I saw the boss sitting on the ground, his legs were broken, and his only hand was holding a head, which was Sister Ling's head.
I saw my grandfather, only half of his body was left lying in a pool of blood. Half of his old face was full of unwillingness and ferociousness, and he was still crawling towards me.
I also saw the preserved egg, the little girl in red, their eyes were all gone, and their bodies were in tatters, like abandoned tattered dolls...
Finally, my eyes were fixed on my feet. The person holding my ankle was Qingfeng.
Qingfeng's face was covered with blood, and only the upper half of his body was left. He raised his head and looked at me, with deep confusion and confusion on his face, and asked softly: "My friend, why do you want to attack me? Do you really want to
Kill everyone here?"
Was it me who did this tragic scene?
But why don't I have the slightest impression?
No, definitely not me, not me!
I roared crazily, and suddenly felt a dizzying feeling coming over me. Having experienced many previous dreams, I understood that this was a sign that I was about to wake up.
I reluctantly broke free from the shackles of the breeze and rushed towards the fuzzy coffin deep in the underground palace, hoping to see clearly what was there and what was calling me before I woke up from the dream!
