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Because "Tianyi" was introduced from the Western Sacred Domain by Mansari, the emperor of the current Great Yuan Dynasty and the red-clothed prime minister, the architectural style of Tianyitang was more or less influenced by the Holy Domain, and it was simple and simple - in today's parlance, the Gothic style of the spire.

Although the snow has stopped for more than half a month, the snow still has not melted on the roof, and the direct sunlight is shining down against each other, which is even more majestic.

Seven or eight warriors dressed in the rivers and lakes were standing in the hidden attic in the backyard of Guns and Flowers Villa at the moment, looking at the magnificent Tianyi Hall in Siping City, and couldn't help but sigh.

Although these people were wearing the costumes of the Central Plains, the elegant and freehand decoration could not hide the traces of barbarians with their bones, cheeks, nose and brown eyes.

At the center of these people is an elegant and elegant nobleman.

Looking at it carefully, it is true that the Nanyue Shizi who has just been defeated from Chunkong Mountain is in the tiger.

His lost true strength and physical strength had not yet fully recovered, and his face was still slightly pale.

He looked at the light of the snow reflected by the spire of Tianyitang, his eyebrows trembling slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The people around him seemed to be afraid of his thoughts, and they were silent.

-- These people, because they were hidden in the various sects and factions in the Central Plains, escaped the catastrophe that happened in Siping City a few days ago.

If you look closely, you will also find that among the people in the rivers and lakes who are bustling outside to compete for the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, there are many such people.

They wear a uniform badge in an inconspicuous position, centered on this attic, hidden in the crowd, guarding or protecting......

Mu Rujingye, who had been silent as the most faithful servant, pointed to the spire building of Tianyi Hall in the distance and said slowly: "Little prince, what do you think?"

Hu Jumei suddenly turned around, looked at him, and said slowly with a questioning and expectant look: "Are you really willing?"

Mu Rujingye said: "When I knelt in front of the high priest and swore eternal allegiance to the little prince, I had already decided to give everything to the little prince, including, life!"

Tiger Jumei said: "Okay, if this matter is successful, I will help you do what I promised you-help you get back what originally belonged to you, the throne!"

Mu Rujingye's eyes were suddenly full of heat, and he said, "Just ask the little prince to show it." ”

Tiger Jumei glanced at a man who looked like a guard commander following him.

The commander understood, took out a brass whistle from his bosom, and put it in his mouth.

A whistle sounded in a certain rhythm as if it were nothing.

The barbarian warriors who had been scattered in the crowd of guns and flower villas slowly gathered towards this attic with some unknown movement.

The other part was left in place, with a heavier vigilance on his face, staring at the Jianghu people who drank, ate meat, gambled, and scolded their mothers loudly.

If they cheat in any way, they will be killed on the spot.

The barbarian warriors who had quietly gathered had gathered in the attic.

The attic, which was already crowded, seemed even more crowded.

Mu Rujingye was very satisfied with Tiger Jumei's caution.

He turned and walked towards the wall of the main hall.

There is a landscape painting of smoke waves on the wall.

He touched a gossip-shaped stone painted by Yanbo Landscape.

There was a dull creaking sound from underground.

Although the sound was very loud, it was immediately muffled by the noise of the people outside.

What's more, the barbarian warriors who stayed behind were loudly urging them to drink and guess their fists......

In the cave on the Yanbo landscape painting, a hole is really exposed.

Mu Rujingye smiled, bowed, put his right hand behind him, stretched his left hand forward, and made a very gentlemanly gesture of "please" towards the tiger.

The tiger did not move.

The samurai commander who had just whistled frowned, blocked in front of the hole, and looked at Mu Rujingye with a wary face.

Mu Rujingye smiled, retracted his posture, his hands naturally drooped, shrugged his shoulders and said, "If the little prince doesn't believe in it, then forget it." ”

The commander glared at him and said, "You Zhongzhou people are cunning and cunning, how do I know, this is not a trap you deliberately set for us to drill into." ”

Mu Rujingye said: "We have an old saying in Zhongzhou, which is called to achieve great things, you must take risks. Whether this is a trap or the only entrance to Tianyitang's hidden place depends on whether the little prince is willing to gamble. ”

The commander said, "What is your identity, and what is the identity of our son?

Mu Rujingye said: "Take my future throne." ”

The commander sneered and said, "Ha, the throne? I only know that it is Emperor Yunzeli of Jingping who is sitting on the throne of the Great Yuan Dynasty today, not you Mu Rujingye." ”

Mu Rujingye: "You ......"

Tiger looked at the commander and said, "Bolhu, don't worry. If Murong Gongzi really wanted to use me to ask his master for credit, there was no need to engage in these mysteries. He only needs to greet the people in the rivers and lakes who are waiting outside, and the Nanyue Shizi is here. Now that we have reached a cooperation agreement, if we are still guessing at each other, we have lost the basis for cooperation. ”

Mu Rujingye smiled: "It's still the little prince who is insightful." ”

Hu Jumei said lightly: "Why should Mu Rugongzi be angry, Boerhu is also for the good of all of us." Don't you Zhongzhou people have an old saying called be careful to sail a boat for ten thousand years. Be careful, it's always good. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked in.

It's a long underground tunnel.

Once everyone had entered, the entrance was closed and returned to its original appearance again.

The entrance is narrow, but the further you go inside, the more spacious it becomes, so you don't have to bend down to get around.

On the stone walls on both sides, there are pine resin torches, which automatically ignite the moment Mu Rujing Ye enters.

There are ventilation holes on both sides, which are well concealed, so that even if someone is found outside, there will be no suspicion.

Therefore, so many people will not feel depressed when they squeeze into this corridor together.

Everyone didn't speak.

Not even a respite.

There is only the sound of footsteps moving forward on a certain beat.

Although there are only a few dozen people, it gives people the feeling of thousands of people riding on them.

Although Mu Rujingye led the way at the front, he left just the right distance from the tiger, which was convenient for conversation and could dispel everyone's vigilance.

He said: "In order to regain the throne that originally belonged to me, three years ago, I assisted Qiu Wanqian to win the position of the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, and then established this Gun and Flower Villa for him. He was a rough man, with nothing but brute force. Therefore, he did not know about this road. ”

Hu Jumei smiled and said, "When we signed the covenant, I knew that Mu Rugongzi was a trustworthy friend. ”

Bor suddenly interjected: "If he is really a trustworthy good friend, he wouldn't have been a shrunken turtle a few days ago, and let Lei Qianxiao and Qiu Wanqian lead people to kill all our brothers in Siping City, even the second prince is ......."