Yun Family’s Little Nine is Super Mischievous

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Dahua feels innocent!

It didn't feel any attack, who knows why those idiots have suddenly disappeared?

Knowing this way, it took a few bites by the way and filled the stomach.

However, it also knows that it looks too good and not so good.

As a result, everyone saw the pig head sword spirit crazy! I knocked myself to death.

Yun Chujiu dropped his head in shame, and looked like he couldn't get into the ground.

Fortunately, Yun Qianjun et al.'S attention at this time was on the Dong Man of the Nine-Finger Old Man, and did not take this matter to heart.

"Cousin Qianjun, it seems that this is the entrance below. It must have been the Dongfu's defensive formation to break up their sword spirit." Yun Qianxu exulted.

Yun Qianjun nodded and ordered Yun Qinger and others to dig up the soil next to it.

Yun Chujiu did not release a big flower this time, but stood aside in shame.

But no one ignored her, anyway, her pig's head could not help.

A moment later, the sword spirits of Yun Qinger and others dissipated again, apparently also being attacked by defensive bursts.

This was repeated several times until Yun Qianjun stopped Yun Qinger and others until he tried to explore the edge of the entrance.

He tinkered with that array-like thing for a while, then pointed to one place and said, "We attacked here together and we should be able to open the entrance."

The people did not dare to neglect and released the sword spirits, and even Yun Qianjun released their sword spirits.

Yun Chujiu's eyes flashed, and the sword spirits of these three men were all ancient sword spirits.

After half an hour, there was a flash of light in the pit. When I went to see it again, a deep and bottomless hole had appeared below.

Yun Qianjun and others were immediately overwhelmed, and it seemed that their judgments were correct.

Yun Qianjun glanced at Yun Qianxu and Yun Qianyang and asked, "Which of the two of you stay on guard?"

Yun Qianxu and Yun Qianyang glanced at each other, and they were reluctant to stay on it, joking. If the following is really the place where the nine-finger old man is buried, there must be a lot of treasures before the fool stays.

Yun Qianjun did not reluctantly see this, leaving five guards to guard outside. Anyway, as long as the name of the Holy Mountain Yun family was shown, no one would dare to come with them.

After the arrangements were made, Yun Qianjun asked the Eagle Hook Nose to distribute to Yun Qing'er and others a bead for lighting, and then said:

"You are exploring the way ahead, and your benefits are indispensable after the event."

Yun Qing'er and others vaguely noticed Yun Qianjun's intention at this time, but the matter has come to this point, it must be too late to run, so he had to daringly explore the way.

But no one wants to be at the forefront. After all, the one at the forefront will bear the brunt of the danger.

Yun Qinger immediately pushed Yun Chujiu: "You are the most waste, so you go ahead."

The other eight people also all clamored. The friends of the dead do not die of the poor. Of course, they are happy to help.

Yun Chujiu did not resist, and walked obediently to the front.

With a sneer in her heart, she still missed the feeling of being in the same door, thinking that if she could save a few at the last time, it seemed unnecessary now.

There were steps winding down at the entrance. Yun Chujiu walked down cautiously. Unexpectedly, no ambush was encountered.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour to the end of the steps, a black stone door appeared in front of them.