The further you go inside, the heavier the chill becomes.

Jiang Nanjun was already cold and afraid of the cold, and he couldn't help but start shivering. Feng Nie wanted to lean over to help him keep warm, but he pushed him away, so he pouted and said angrily: "Aren't you just afraid that you won't be able to withstand the temptation and suck my blood?"

Jiang Nanjun still ignored her, but heard an exclamation from behind, "Oops—"

Only then did he suddenly turn around and see Feng Nie lying on the ground and unable to get up.

"Feng'er!" Seeing this, he hurriedly ran back a few steps and helped her up, but Feng Nie threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly, "Zimo, I knew that you cared about me and me, right?"

A hundred years, she waited for a hundred years, and at this time she finally felt the happiness of embracing him again, and she was really willing to die at this moment and never be separated from him again.

Jiang Nanjun tried his best to push her away, but she hugged her too tightly, tried a few times, and had to give up.

Feng Nie transmitted the fragrant body temperature to him little by little, and his cold feeling gradually disappeared, and he couldn't help it, and he hugged her deeply into the crook of his arm.

Gradually, ** began to flow in his veins, not only did he no longer feel cold, but his body began to be hot, and the teeth in his mouth seemed to extend outward little by little.

"No, Jiang Nanzimo, stop it!" he roared at himself in his heart, and then the roar turned into a real roar, and he pushed her away like a lion.

Feng Nie knew very well that the final result of hugging each other must be like this, so she was not angry, but just happily felt the residual warmth of his embrace, stood up from the ground, and said softly: "Let's go." ”

As they walked, the road gradually came to an end, and they came to an open place.

It appears to be a small courtyard with three doors surrounding it. On each door is the name of an ancient divine beast, which is Jiuying, Zhuhuai and Ruthless.

Feng Nie wanted to continue moving forward, but was stopped by Jiang Nanjun and said, "Wait, don't act rashly." ”

It stands to reason that the Xuanyuan Ancient Tomb is a generation of imperial tombs, and it should be incomparably tall and solemn, and it should be magnificent, how can such a small courtyard and three small doors appear?

He carefully raised the Yin Yan sword, and saw that the sword actually began to hum the sword, and the sword body emitted a dazzling red light, and it continued to vibrate with the sound of the sword.

"I understand," he said to Feng Ni beside him, "one of these three doors really leads to the ancient tomb, and the other two doors open and die, we only have one chance to choose." ”

"Then what should we do?" asked Feng Nie anxiously.

The three doors, except for the words on the door, are exactly the same, how can you tell which one is correct with just your eyes?

Jiang Nanjun was not in a hurry, held his breath, and began to calmly observe Yin Yanjian.

With each step forward, the sword sound of Yin Yanjian became louder. He held his sword for a long time, and when he stood in the middle of the three doors, he seemed to be confident, and suddenly let out a sound of breaking the mountain and water, raised his sword, and slashed straight towards the Nine Infant Gate.

Just listen to the crisp sound of "click", and the nine infant doors will become two halves in response. With the destruction of the Nine Infant Gates, the other two doors were shattered at the same time, and the three monsters in the three doors rushed out with a huge snort in their nostrils.

"Ah......" Feng Nie saw this scene, and was so frightened that she couldn't move on the spot. Jiang Nanjun stood behind her, hurriedly pulled her belt, and the two of them floated out of the way.

I saw that the three divine beasts, nine babies were born like phoenixes, but with nine crested heads, they hissed like babies crying. Zhu Huai was born with a pair of pig ears, but he had a pair of human eyes and four giant horns, and the sound was like a wild goose. The deer was ruthless but looked like a cow, with four horns on his head, two large and two small, and his whole body was covered with long hair, as if he was wearing a coat.

Looking at the broken door behind the monster, three piles of human bones were piled up as high as three hills, thinking that they were a collection of bones from tomb robbers over the years.

Feng Nie said in his heart: "If Zimo's door is opened by mistake, which pile of white bones will the two of us add to it?" (To be continued.) )