Seeing this, Wu Liang frantically flapped the small wings on his back, and at the same time, a strand of white silk suddenly shot out from his hand. The other end of the white silk seemed to have shot into the spatial vortex, and then the white silk suddenly contracted, and he was immediately pulled into the vortex by the white silk. His chubby body quickly disappeared.
Zuan and the others sighed inwardly, thinking how many magical treasures this fat guy had, and how many tombs he had robbed.
This prop looks a bit like spider silk; I guess it's from the tomb of some powerful spider.
Even while he was complaining, he didn't dare to delay. He immediately used his Great Wind ability to teleport the three women into the spatial vortex.
Almost as soon as the figure entered, the vortex shrank to a size that a person could not pass through.
The next second, the group fell out of the spatial vortex. They hurriedly looked around and saw the familiar, tall statue of the Demon Ancestor. They had obviously returned to the Demon Clan Royal Mausoleum, and only then did they breathe a sigh of relief.
I'm finally back. I was worried I'd be trapped in that world forever.
Yan Xuehen slipped out of Zu An's arms without leaving a trace, glanced around, and sighed, "I originally thought it would appear in the pool we entered from earlier, but I didn't expect it to be here. Fortunately, there are no demon guards around here, otherwise it would be quite troublesome."
At this moment, a deep, muffled voice came: "This place is a forbidden area for the demon race. Generally, only the emperor and the crown prince can enter. Naturally, it is impossible to send soldiers to guard this place."
The group looked in the direction of the sound and found a chubby guy slammed against the wall like a lump of mud. He had managed to pull himself off the wall with great difficulty, his face bruised and swollen, with blood streaming from his nose. It was clear that the spider silk had stuck to him there and pulled him against the wall.
Zuan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Fatty, you really have a lot of tricks up your sleeve. You always seem to have an endless supply of magic weapons."
"It's nothing, nothing at all. Compared to how you managed to escape with three women so easily, it's nothing." Wu Liang's tone was modest, but his face was full of pride, as if he wanted to hear more praise.
Zuan ignored his hint and asked, "What are Fatty's plans next?"
Hearing him bring up serious matters, Wu Liang's expression turned serious again: "That's exactly what I wanted to ask you. Seeing your extraordinary talent, you are one in a million. Why not submit to the Second Prince? You would surely be given important positions. Besides, you are at odds with the Crown Prince. Right now, the only one in the demon race who can stand up to the Crown Prince is the Second Prince."
Anyway, after what happened before, the other side already knows that he was sent by the Second Prince to assassinate the Golden Crow Crown Prince, so there's no need to hide it.
Zu An smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Fatty, but I'm used to being free and lazy, and I'm really not used to relying on anyone. I'm more curious about how someone like Fatty would actually choose someone as his master?"
The other party's refusal was not unexpected for Wu Liang: "What do you mean by acknowledging someone as your master? I didn't want to pay any attention to him in the first place, but he offered too much... If you can find me a divine weapon someday, I'll acknowledge you as my father."
Zuan and his group: "..."
That fatso really has no morals.
At this moment, Wu Liang cupped his hands in greeting: "I was quite frightened in that secret realm this time. My heart is still pounding. I need to raid some more tombs in the imperial mausoleum to calm my nerves. I won't chat with you any longer. Until we meet again!"
After finishing speaking, he transformed into a rapidly spinning ball, punched a hole in the ground, and disappeared without a trace.
Yun Jianyue couldn't help but exclaim, "The earth-遁术 (earth-遁术, a technique of earth ...) of the Mountain-Penetrating Clan is truly unparalleled in the world."
Yan Xuehen nodded, a strange smile on her face: "I wonder what the Second Prince's expression would be if he found out that his ancestor's tomb had been looted."
Thinking of that scenario, they all smiled knowingly.
Zuan said, "There's a large army guarding the imperial tomb right now. You guys stay here and rest and recover first, then we'll figure out a way to get out."
He had just released his divine sense. Although the imperial mausoleum was empty, it was heavily guarded by soldiers.
It would be difficult to leave quietly; conflict would be inevitable.
The three women nodded slightly, each took out a Qi-nourishing pill and swallowed it, then sat down to meditate and regulate their breathing.
Zuan was nearby protecting them. It must be said that even with her eyes closed and the sparkle in her beautiful eyes gone, her stunning beauty was still undeniable.
Yu Yanluo is as beautiful as a rose, and what is even more precious is her gentle and quiet temperament, which makes people feel friendly just by looking at her. No wonder she was able to bewitch men all over the world back then.
Yun Jianyue had lost her usual murderous aura, and now she exuded an air of elegance and nobility, like a blooming peony... Hmm, she has a really big chest.
Yan Xuehen's pure and flawless face was like a freshly boiled egg, making one want to take a bite. Hmm, why is it a little red again? The rosy complexion makes it look even more delicious.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she seemed to be lost in thought.
Zu An thought to himself that she was known as the Supreme Being of Emotions, and usually valued tranquility the most, but now, among the three women, she was the least at peace.
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Just then, Yan Xuehen opened her starry eyes, glared at him with a hint of annoyance, and transmitted her voice through her inner energy: "Stop staring at me!"
Zuan smiled slightly: "Who told you to be so good-looking?"
Yan Xuehen bit her lip, seemingly unable to do anything about her lazy appearance, so she closed her eyes again to avoid seeing her and getting annoyed.
"Alright, alright, I won't look. You should focus on your breathing." Zu An knew that Bai Yujing's cultivation method was special. If he made her experience emotional fluctuations like Xiaolongnu and cause her to vomit blood at the drop of a hat, it would be troublesome.
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