Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 462 Pit Depth 095 Meters Trick House (3)
No matter how polite he is, no one can ignore the majesty of his prince.

Shang Ya squinted slightly, looking at his handsome face, the smile on his lips widened, "His Royal Highness, it is Shang Ya's honor."

Dong Ji's smile remained unchanged, and his tone was clear and authentic: "This was originally a family matter of the Mohist family. I am here as a guest, so it is not appropriate to interfere. But as the right deacon said, the Mohist giant has a lot to do with it, and today I also attach great importance to it. Then, this organ house As a test, can I allow the Eleventh Emperor Brother, Fifth Emperor Uncle, Xiao Shijun, Xie Cheng and others to be witnesses together?"

These words are both kind and powerful, reasonable and reasonable, naturally Shang Ya will not refuse.

Not only did she not refuse, but she climbed up the pole, and said with a smile: "To tell you the truth, His Royal Highness, Shang Ya originally had the same intention, but I didn't dare to bother you all. Since His Royal Highness has worked so hard, I can only ask for it?"

After finishing speaking, she turned around and glanced at the people in the square, and said with a smile: "For the test of the new giant, Shang Ya specially selected seven female disciples from each sect to enter the prison house together with Miss Fang. Ordinary female disciples of the Mohist school are inferior, if you think about it..."

Before she finished speaking, she let out a "hehe", and everyone understood the rest.

If he is inferior to ordinary female disciples, Fang Jiran is naturally not qualified to be a giant.

Then another woman with four pillars of pure yin, wouldn't she have a chance?

Shang Ya didn't say anything, and saluted again, and said with a smile: "Then I would like to trouble everyone to go to the backyard together?"

It is noon at this moment, the weather is very good, the sun is shining brightly, shining between the heaven and the earth.People nowadays are used to eating two meals. Although there are fruits and snacks in the garden, no one feels hungry, and no one touches those snacks.But Mo Jiu was used to eating three meals a day, and he had a lot of meals, and when it was noon, his stomach felt very uncomfortable.Going to the backyard, I sneaked two snacks and put them in my sleeves, ready to eat them whenever I had the chance.

With food in the landlord's pocket, she felt at ease and began to observe the agency house.

Only at this time did she realize that the so-called organ rooms were the eight rooms that she found guarded by Mohist disciples when she went to the bathroom earlier.They are arranged according to the gossip, and there is a room with a larger area in the middle of the eight rooms, which is similar to the central control room, and the building is different from others.

Like her, there are many people who are curious.

They clicked their tongues, looking at the closed room, they couldn't help being curious.

At this time, they are all preparing, and everyone in the courtyard is scattered, and there are many discussions.

"It is said that this trap house can trap thousands of troops. If there is no way to do it, if you go in, you won't be able to get out."

"How can such a small room house thousands of troops?"

"Can the room be big or small? The test is a small trick room. If you are trapped with thousands of troops, it is naturally a big trick room."

"Are thousands of troops stupid? Why put yourself in it?"

"The agency house can take advantage of the danger of the location. It looks like a house, but it is not a house. People who enter this place by mistake will not know the trap."

"It's just a legend! Besides, things that have been lost for a long time, even if someone is able to reproduce the mechanism house in front of people, it is just an imitation. It is not known whether it is as powerful as the mechanism house. Looking at it from the bottom, this house is also Nothing special."

"Haha, it's not as special as the female disciples of the Mohist family."

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful to provoke criticism!"

"Brother, why take it seriously? It's just talking. I'm not very interested in female disciples, but I'm a little curious about the new big boy. Seeing her face covered by a veil, waist, hips, and round breasts, I don't know her face. What kind of scenery is it?"

"Juzi, do you really think about it? Could it be that you are going to die?"

(End of this chapter)