The Princess of the Palm

Chapter 239 Stomach Pain from Master Xue Shizi's Death (1)
Mo Yunqian watched the maze boulder in front of him slowly move sideways under the control of the old man. A wide underground palace passage was unfolding in front of them, and a bright aura slowly came from it. For some reason, Mo Yunqian was a little excited.

Looking back at Jun Gaifeng, "Gaofeng..."

Jun Jifeng's eyes also had a trace of blood boiling, "Well. Is it uncomfortable? If it is uncomfortable, we won't go in."

"It's all here, wouldn't it be a pity not to go in and have a look?"

Looking at Mo Yunqian's delicate face, Jun Jifeng hugged Mo Yunqian tightly, carefully protecting her stomach, "Let's go."

What is a rich country?Mo Yunqian now feels that the incomparably rich country of Prince Zhen's Mansion is simply too weak. This is the classic example of an incomparably rich country!Looking at the imperial mausoleum made of gold, Mo Yunqian really felt that Mo Huang was very rich, and not just ordinary rich. The floor tiles were paved with high-quality suet jade, the walls were painted with gold and water, and the murals inlaid on them It is composed of shining diamonds, and the pillars in the hall are inlaid with night pearls.

Everything is shiny and shining, it is obviously a dark underground palace, but it has been built into a hall that almost blinds people's eyes.Even the well-informed Jun Haifeng twitched his mouth rarely, this place is really too... If it was the former Qianxing who saw these valuable things, he would definitely drool. After the good things, even Qian Xing, who was born in a poor family, could face it calmly, except that he felt a little dazzling.

"My emperor, these are all yours." The old man stopped, turned to look at Mo Yunqian and said, those dark eyes were full of indifference and scrutiny.

Mo Yunqian shook his head, "I'm not short of money, and the Prince's Mansion is also not short of money, and people don't eat what they get, so if you want money, it's better to earn it yourself."

"If you don't take these away, the tomb robbers in the future can still take them away. As long as we don't guard here, they will still lose them after they come in. It's better to take them back to the palace directly." Shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

Mo Yunqian couldn't laugh or cry, "You don't need to test whether I am greedy, to be honest, I really have no idea about these things."

I have been in the military camp in my previous life, and I ate both good and bad things. I also ate tree bark, delicacies from mountains and seas, abalone and bird's nest.Ever since I was reborn in this life, I have no idea about money matters. Although I also take care of the family business in the Prince Zhen's Mansion, my meals are nothing more than everyday meals, and the things that ordinary families can afford, unless it is necessary , otherwise those very expensive things are rarely used at home.

"My lord, people's hearts are different. If you don't want it, it doesn't mean that others don't want it. We have guarded the emperor's tomb for many years, so we have to be careful."

He raised his eyebrows and was noncommittal, but what they thought was their business. He came here just to see what was in the tomb. For a tomb, he was attacked. For a tomb, his brothers turned against each other. What is the charm, I just want to see it.

"Hey, what is this?" Mo Yun'an squatted on the ground curiously and looked at something that looked like... a turtle shell.

"Is this a golden tortoise? It's so small?" Qian Xing rubbed his chin and said uncertainly.

Mo Yunqian glanced at the thing in front of Mo Yun'an, "That's a simplified version of the Jiugong Bagua Formation. To be precise, it's the button to activate the formation. You can try pressing it."

Nine... Nine palaces and eight trigrams array?Mo Yun'an's three children backed away slowly. Although they were good at solving traps, no one was really good at facing the formation. Moreover, they heard from the army that Mo Yunqian once put someone on the battlefield. The gossip formation of the wall and nine palaces, the door of life and the door of death can't tell which is which, and if one is not careful, he will die on the spot.

Hua Feining observed the surrounding scene curiously, is this really the Jiugong Bagua formation?

Mo Yunqian looked at the road ahead with an unchanged expression. In fact, she was talking nonsense. Who knows what is the use of the things here?Although it looks like a turtle, it's hard to guarantee that it's not a mechanism button, isn't it?Jun Haifeng, who was hugging Mo Yunqian, shook his head helplessly, and his Aqian also learned badly.

They walked along this road until they came to the end of the palace, where there was a table with a jade seal and a wrapped envelope on it.

"My lord, that is left to you by His Majesty Jim Mohuang."

Mo Yunqian frowned, and climbed up the steps with Jun Jifeng. He didn't pick up the jade seal first, but picked up the envelope that had been dusty for a long time. After opening it, there was a piece of parchment with the words majestic, Chic and uninhibited, but the content is not Chinese, but old German.

"Can you understand it?" Jun Jifeng looked at the handwriting on it. He couldn't understand this weird symbol at all. It seemed that only the descendants of the Jimo family could understand it, but why couldn't Mo Yun'an understand it?
"Congratulations on successfully clearing the level. Being able to come here means that you are a descendant of me, Jimo Huang, and you are also a woman. Oh, thank God, a girl finally appeared in my Jimo family. This is really a gratifying thing. I don’t know what kind of world your era is like, but in my era, a hundred schools of thought contended and martial arts flourished, but in everything, there must be unity, and if there is unity, there must be unity. Is your world divided again for a long time, and for a long time, you must unite? Point? Dear posterity, use your wisdom to bring the Jimo School back to the stage of history, or use your wisdom to erase the traces of the Jimo School."

The letter ended here, but Mo Yunqian had to say that this Jim Mohuang really saw through the various aspects of life in the world.Is it to re-enter the stage under the banner of the Jimo family?Or gradually wear away the traces of the Jimo family and fade out of people's sight?This is the final test of the humanity of the descendants who came here.

"Gaofeng, let's go." Putting down the dusty envelope, Mo Yunqian made the final decision.

Jun Jifeng rubbed Mo Yunqian's hand with the handkerchief he carried with him, and after wiping it clean, he hugged her and got off the high platform, explaining his thoughts with actions.

"My emperor!?" The old man stopped Mo Yunqian, doesn't she want to revive the Jimo family?

"I don't care why you are stationed in the imperial mausoleum, and I don't care why you want me to revive the Jimo family, but since the Jimo family changed their surname from Jimo to Mo, it means that the Jimo family has chosen Withdrew from the stage of history. Now, I go to the battlefield, kill the enemy and defend the enemy, all for the sake of the prince's mansion. I have no interest in the world, and I have no interest in being a queen. If you really want to revive the Jimo Dynasty, I sincerely suggest You go to those who try to get the treasure."

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether these men, women and children understand clearly, Mo Yunqian and Jun Gaifeng walked outside. Everything here has nothing to do with them. Why bother to bet on yourself.

(End of this chapter)