i have a sword fairy

Chapter 553 The End of the World Will Not Meet Again

Turning the time back to the afternoon, Zhao Rong stopped in a certain apse, and left a sword and a map written in blood in front of the eighteen poor concubines.

"Wait a minute... No matter what happens outside, don't open the door..."

"........."

"boom----!"

At this moment, the stone gate of the imperial mausoleum's underground palace and the apse fell heavily.

Completely blocked the back of a one-armed Confucian scholar who resolutely turned his head to face the old monster at the Golden Core Realm.

The sound of his request before he left seemed to be still echoing in the empty apse.

The seventeen masked young women kneeling in the hall looked away from the closed stone door, and then they all shifted their eyes to the tall masked woman who seemed to be the leader in front of the door.

The latter did not speak, and turned his back to the crowd as if he was thinking about something.

So no one in the hall spoke.

For a moment, a needle could be heard.

The tall slender masked woman was silent for a while, but in the end, she still didn't choose to open the stone gate, and then went after the embarrassed Confucian scholar with a broken arm.

Holding Wenjian, white jade and sachet in her hand, she first lowered her head and looked at the blood book at her feet.

Then he turned his body sideways, letting the luminous pearl above his head shine more on the blood book.

The tall, masked woman looked down for a moment.

On the blood book, there is a very detailed map of the imperial tomb.

On the corresponding position on the map, there are still sections of vigorous blood characters... For some reason, the two bloody fingers written by the man on the ground flashed in her mind just now.

The woman quickly regained her senses, her eyes regained focus, and she continued to look at the map in the blood book.

The above details the specific mechanism of a specific location... In addition, there are various introductions to help them escape from the imperial tomb...

It can be said to be simple and easy to understand.

But the eyes of the tall slender masked woman skipped over these for an instant, and then moved down.

On the other side of the blood book, the one-armed scholar 'wrote' two ways to survive:
One is to wait here quietly, it should be...someone will come to this imperial tomb to save them in the end, maybe those people don't know they are here, but they will save them.

Another way to survive is to wait several hours later, at a certain time when the imperial mausoleum mechanism can be activated in the early morning, when there is no movement outside, they can take the initiative to come out and escape according to the map.

But the premise of all this is...they can survive the next hour after he leaves.

So later, no matter what kind of movement comes from outside, they don't come out, and don't make a sound...

The above are the brief meanings of most of the contents that the man left on the blood book.

And apart from that.

At the end of this blood book.

He has one more small request.

If they can get out alive, if they have the opportunity, if they have the ability to travel thousands of miles away from Dali, the one-armed scholar begged them to help send the white jade tablet and the small sachet to Duyou City on the shore of the North Sea.

For the two girls in Taiqing Mansion in Dongcheng...

"Concubine Zhao Ling... Su Xiaoxiao... Are these the two girls you like the most... Well, it's also the reason why you chose to stay in this lonely city at the end of the world, instead of traveling far away with the little girl to meet interesting scenery? Zhao Son?"

Luo sleeves took off the white gauze covering her face.

While talking to herself, she glanced at the white jade and the sachet in her hand.

"Sister Sleeve."

In the crowd of 'concubines' at the back of the hall, the little girl whose figure seemed to be underdeveloped called out affectionately.

The little girl got up and came to Luo Xiu, looked at Shimen curiously, and said crisply: "That young master just now...seems familiar."

Luo Xiu glanced at Xiaoyu, didn't reply, and handed her the Wenjian in his hand.

Luo Xiu bent down and picked up the bloody book on the ground, put it in his sleeve, and didn't read it again.

Because she may be more familiar with the layout and secrets of this imperial tomb than those imperial tomb craftsmen who drew maps for Zhao Rong...

After freeing his hand, Luo Xiu carefully looked at the white jade tablet and the small sachet in his hand.

The white jade is boiling hot, it seems to be a psychic, and he does not want to leave his master.

Half a poem is engraved on the body of the jade.

It should be from a pair of love jade pendants, which is a bit like the custom on the South Xiaoyao Island, and the other one should be at the place of a woman far away at this moment.

Ruoxiu pursed her lips, and her eyes fell on the exquisitely crafted sachet. It could be seen that some infatuated girl knitted it stitch by stitch...

On the side, Xiaoyu took the Wenjian with both hands, and looked down.

Then she couldn't help looking at Sister Xiu'er who seemed to be hesitating whether to open the sachet to take a peek.

Xiaoyu blinked.

She tilted her head and said, "Sister Xiu'er... Tell me, how did he find this place... How does Mr. Zhao know we are here?"

Before, Xiaoyu wasn't sure if it was the young master, but now he saw that sister Xiu'er, who used to be indifferent in the past, now looked more curious than a cat.

She is sure.

It should be the Mr. Zhao who was followed by the benefactor back then...

As if aware of the snickering eyes of this sensitive and intelligent little girl, Luo Xiuxiu frowned, and said in a slightly unhappy tone: "How do I know?"

As she said that, she also stopped the movements in her hands, and did not continue to open the sachet to see what he wrote to his beloved woman.

Luo Xiu casually threw the white jade tablet and the small sachet to Xiao Yu.

The little girl took it in a hurry, and said with a confused face: "What are you doing for me, sister..."

Luo Xiu turned her head away, and at the same time said lightly: "These two things may be related to the girl you want to repay. You can return them to her when you see them later."

Xiaoyu immediately became honest, and did not ask "Why didn't you come to pay back?"

The little girl smiled openly, showing her missing front teeth. She put the two things away, thinking that if this was the case, then when she met her benefactor named Zhao Qian'er in the future, she would have another suitable topic to talk to.

For example, ask Zhao Qian'er, "Sister benefactor, sister benefactor, is this little sachet and white jade card yours? This is a token of love between your son and his beloved woman..."

Presumably, the benefactor's sister must be very happy.

Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, smiling revealing a row of white teeth, but immediately, she saw the white clothes on her body, and the women wearing the same clothes as her around.

The little girl's mood was like a barometer, and suddenly fell down again.

It's a pity that she is about to go to a high and far away place with Sister Xiu'er and the others, following a certain nobleman...

Xiaoyu took out the pink snack handkerchief, wrapped the white jade card and the small sachet together, and put it away carefully.

She looked at Shimen, and wondered if she would have a chance to meet the benefactor's sister before she left, saying... this son is here, so the benefactor's sister should be nearby too, right?

Xiaoyu was shocked, and turned to ask Sister Xiuer, but the latter was also looking at Shimen in a daze, and frowning slightly.

"Sister Sleeve."

After three breaths of time, Luo Xiu came back to his senses and didn't go to see the little girl.

"Go, go back." She put on the white gauze again, turned around and took Xiaoyu back to the seat at the back of the main hall, and then led other masked women in white clothes to continue to pray devoutly like the bright moon.

The hall was once again silent.

In fact, when Luo Xiu saw Zhao Rong barging in, his first reaction was the same as what Xiaoyu thought, thinking that Zhao Rong came to find her specially.

But she didn't wonder why Zhao Rong knew she was here.

Because...she had already seen a certain man holding a sword.

Luo Xiu obeyed the nobleman's order and went to pick up the sword-holding man who seemed to be called "Li Bai".

She recognized him, and the man recognized her, but the two of them tacitly understood each other along the way, and they didn't exchange a word, as if they didn't know each other.

Then Luo Xiu took Li Bai to meet the nobleman, and then returned here again.

She had actually guessed before whether Zhao Rong would come to see her, because he might know her whereabouts from Li Bai.

Because of this, Luo Xiu was a little distracted when she was praying before, but fortunately she was the leader, and the other women in white clothes listened to her and respected her, and no one noticed her absent-mindedness in front of her.

With the idea of ​​a possible meeting, Luo Xiu couldn't tell what it was like, but she was sure that Mr. Zhao's expression must be extremely interesting.

She likes fun things.

It's just that what she never thought of was later.

This Mr. Zhao is indeed here, but...he seems to be in a bad state, he seems to be seriously injured and fleeing for his life, and the most important thing is...

Zhao Rong didn't recognize her and Xiaoyu.

So he didn't come for the two of them, but it's still not clear how Zhao Rong found them here...

However, it seemed that he still thought they were the poor accompanying concubines who were trapped in the Imperial Mausoleum of Dali... and ran to rescue them while running for their lives in a hurry...

It's just...

Luo Xiu was a little dumbfounded, but the smile gradually faded away.

She also thought of Zhao Rong's concentration on drawing a map carefully for them just now when his arm was broken and seriously injured.

And the two bloody blood fingers that wrote away the dragon and snake on the blood book.

"Just want to save some poor mortal women..." Luo Xiu murmured, staring at the silent Shimen in front, "Also, tell us not to go out... What is the danger... Do you want..."

Just when she was hesitating whether to disobey Zhao Rong's order to go out to help, the whole underground palace seemed to be hit by a giant beast, and suddenly shook for a few breaths!
Then there was the sound of falling stones in the distance, as if some tomb passages were blocked.

And then, before Luo Xiu could react, a majesty belonging to a cultivator in the Jindan realm rushed here like a tsunami from the main hall of the underground palace!

The power is terrifying.

"Gold Core Realm...you..."

Luo Xiu slender hands clenched, stood up suddenly, and said, "You are a Fuyao state, and you want to fight against a Jindan state monk alone!?"

The woman panicked and lost her voice, but at this moment someone in the main hall far away could no longer answer her.

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　Two chapters, [-] words! (proud face)

　　
　
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