Chapter 69

"Then, which fan can enter the inner array?" Mo Yu Xi asked.

Shaking his head gently, Yan Chuan sighed: "I've only heard of this kind of Fengshui array. I haven't experienced how to break it!"

At this moment, Ding Wugu gave Yang Zhijiu a wink. Then he made a sign in a direction.

Yang Zhijiu's face moved, and suddenly understood the meaning of Ding Wugu, and there was a trace of excitement in his eyes.

"Since you don't know which gate, you can go in two ways. Yuxi, you go to the Yin gate and I go to the Yang gate!" Yang Zhijiu said.

"Well?" Mo Yu Xi frowned slightly.

"Mr. Yan, you really can't judge?" Mo Yuxi looks at Yan Chuan again.

"No way!" Yan Chuan shakes his head.

"Ding Wugu, what about you?" Mo Yu Xi looks at Ding Wugu.

Ding Wugu's eyes flashed resentment again, because Mo Yuxi actually asked Yan Chuan first, and then asked himself. Are you really inferior to him?

"Can't judge!" Ding Wugu shook his head.

"And Mr. Wenruo?" Mo Yu Xi looks at Mr. Wen Ruo.

With a wry smile, Mr. Wenruo shook his head.

"All right, rosefinch, Xuanwu!"

"My subordinates are here!" Two subordinates answered immediately.

"You are responsible for protecting young master Yang!" Mo Yu Xi ordered.

"Yes They immediately responded.

"Green dragon and white tiger follow me, and master Yan will come with me." Mo Yu Xi said.

"Well!" Yan Chuan nodded.

"What about the army?" Ding Wugu has a look at the 3000 soldiers. A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Where I go, they go naturally!" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

Three thousand generals and men can't be divided into two groups. To give them to Ding Wugu is to send them to death.

"If you have a hundred thousand soldiers, sir, if you have a hundred thousand!" Mo Yu Xi frowned.

"Yes Ding Wugu said in a deep voice.

The soldiers are divided into two ways.

Yan Chuan's army, Mo Yu Xi, Qing long, and Bai Hu entered the gate of Yin.

Mr. Wen Ruo, Yang Zhijiu, Ding Wugu, Zhuque and Xuanwu entered Yangmen.

"Boom

The gate opened, and people entered.

Yan Chuan and his party soon appeared in a larger hall.

"Lord, the door behind you is gone again!" Huo Guang swallows the water channel of pharynx mouth.

A bigger hall. The hall was dark, and the outline of the distance could be seen.

With a wave of green dragon's hand, a green light shines on the whole hall.

"No exit!" Qinglong's face changed.

"Is this a closed hall?" The white tiger's face sank.

"This, this!" Mo Yu Xi's face became ugly and turned to Yan Chuan.

Yan Chuan nodded gently.

"No wonder they proposed to go through the Yangmen gate. Ding Wugu must have sensed the entrance. He colluded with Yang Zhijiu. OK? Ding Wugu! Dwarf! Damn it Mo Yu Xi immediately guessed everything and was extremely angry.

"Ah, what is that?" A young general suddenly exclaimed.

The crowd looked.

It was a blue stone wall. The wall was very smooth.

But on this smooth wall, suddenly strange slowly floating a face. A painful face.

"Woo Hoo Hoo!" There was a somber cry in the hall.

People's scalp felt numb.

However, this is just the beginning, next to the face, two faces appear again. Four, eight, and eighty came out.

On the wall, one by one, people's faces appear strangely.

Different expressions, but all of them cry in pain.

In a blink of an eye, there are nearly 10000 faces on the hall wall. Crying face, tearing heart and lung, people seem to be in the hell of hell, endless sorrow.

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