Purple clothes and golden mask, it is the ancient village
"Feng Manxiu, Yinshuang, you two just stay here with that little thing. Since you like her so much, die with her!"
Furumura said in a sharp voice, and then laughed sinisterly.
"I specially prepared these stone chambers for you! The palace here is made of huge stones. I have sealed all the doors and windows with stones for you, so there is no need to waste time looking for the exit!"
As he spoke, he took out the huozhezi from his body and blew it carefully
Raising his hand to pull out a palm-sized stone from the stone door in front of him, Gucun had a proud smile on his face.
"Now, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. I've arranged explosives in this room. As long as I light the fuse, it won't be long before you explode into pieces and be buried here forever. Ha... …”
Inside the stone gate, Feng Manxiu snorted coldly.
"Gu Cun, don't be too proud. Even if we die, do you think you can survive tonight?!"
"I?!"
Gucun's face became solemn, he raised his free left hand, and gently touched the golden mask that Su Qi once wore on his face.
"I have never wanted to continue living. Without the Great Elder, what's the point of living? But!"
The sinister murderous intent appeared on his face again
"Before I die, I have to get rid of all of you!"
As he spoke, he lit the thick incense he took out from his sleeve, and entangled the incense with the fuse in the dark.
"Now, you still have half a stick of incense. Hurry, hurry up and tell your little princess the last words of love before she dies... Ha..."
Laughing wildly, he stuffed the small stone back and swept away the ancient village.
"It's impossible, there must be a way to leave!"
As Yinshuang said that, she touched the wall.
Feng Manxiu took out the fire stick from his arms, lit the candle on the candle holder, and then walked up the steps.
On the steps, the little person is still curled up and sleeping
"Wushuang?!"
Feng Manxiu gave a tentative cry, then bent down and touched the little man's face.