Chapter 60

Feng Che steps to a coffin, bows to ask for a gift, says "offend", and then moves the coffin to the wall with his own palm style.

Xiangye suddenly doesn't understand. Fengche looks back as if she knows her question and says: "the puppet is controlled by Leng youjue. All the people buried in the mausoleum are Leng youjue's ancestors, so the puppet is afraid of the people in the coffin and won't break in easily."

It turned out that this was the truth. When he thought of the inner room of emperor Wenchang, there was no sign of any puppet breaking into it. I guess it was the same reason. Then he slowly relaxed his way: "so now, we can rest assured to find a way out, right?"

Feng Che looked at her one eye, saw her complexion pale, eyebrow center float a few wisps of soft color: "is very tired?"

Obviously, she knew that Xiang Wan had just been poisoned, and his medicine could only relieve the need for a while and restrain the spread of toxicity, but it was not detoxification.

Xiang Wan shook his head and pulled out a pale smile: "don't worry, I'll give myself a pulse, and I can hold it!"

Feng Che looked at her for a while, suddenly stepped forward to hold her wrist. When Xiangwan was stunned, she didn't know what he was going to do, so she felt the same heat rush into her body as before, and then her dizziness and powerlessness were much better.

"Keep your strength. I'm afraid it's only half the way to the exit."

Nodded to the late, teased for a moment, physical strength has recovered a lot.

The two men began to look for the mechanism around them, and their eyes towards the evening passed over the three coffins. They did not know whether they were the concubines or the meritorious ministers who were buried here. The people who could guard the mausoleum for the emperor were certainly not ordinary people.

Feng Che glanced around, and his eyes slowly settled on the three coffins. He didn't find any difference. Feng Che raised his head to Xiang Wan and said, "come here."

Xiang Wan came to him and saw him tear off a piece of cloth belt from his clothes and cover her eyes directly. Xiang Wan was stiff and didn't understand. Feng Che's voice came from his ear. "In case you will be controlled by them later, please stand here and don't move."

What do they mean?

Feng Che's next words told her the answer.

"Come out, aren't you tired of hiding in the coffin so long?"

After a moment's silence, suddenly, there were three blasts in the stone chamber. She couldn't see what happened next. She could only feel the wind passing by, and then the sound of fighting broke through the air. Then she knew that there was someone hiding in the coffin!

But in the place where she couldn't see, the three ghost faced people were like ghosts and killed. Fengche, dressed in purple, shuttles between the three people. The three figures are as fast as the wind. People can't see the specific shape at all. They can only see the black and purple colors coming and going.

All of a sudden, two people caught Feng Che's attack, the other pulled out, holding a soft sword, and went straight to the corner towards the night.

Xiang can feel the wind coming at night, and with her keen senses, she knows that someone is attacking her. Before standing here, she was afraid that Fengche would not take care of her, so she had already made preparations. Even if she could not see people, she had sensitive senses. She caught the poison powder in one hand, clasped the silver needle in the other hand, and put a dagger in her waist. As long as someone came forward, she would try her best to protect herself and not let herself become the drag of Fengche.

I feel that when the sharp blade stabs me, I suddenly fly up in the evening. As I step on the wall, I pour out a handful of powder in the right direction.