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Looking at these two people, one fever became a roast pig, and one became cold as an ice sculpture. Except for Xuehu, everyone was nervous and didn't know what was going on.

"Brother, sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?"

Dragon chasing the moon was so anxious to pull the dragon one day and pull Yang Zimei.

As a result, one side was so cold that she trembled, and the other side seemed to catch a torch.

There were two strange breaths in her body, trying to tear her apart.

Dragon chasing the moon was frightened, and he let go of his hand in a hurry.

Sadako reached out and supported her.

"Xuehu, help them quickly."

Long chasing the moon, Xue Xue looked indifferent, and said anxiously, "If you don't help them, one of them will burn to death, and the other will be cold."

"Don't worry, you can't die."

Xuehu said faintly, but his gaze was fixed on the changes that happened to the two.

"Are they really all right?"

Grandfather Zhuge looked at Yang Zimei and Long Zhutian, and looked at Xuehu with a skeptical attitude and asked, "Looking at their temperature, it seems that they are higher than the human body can bear."

"They are not ordinary humans."

Snow Lake's answer let everyone shut in an instant, only to continue to watch Yang Zimei and Long change day by day.

As the parties, Long Zhutian and Yang Zimei are really uncomfortable. If they are in purgatory, they are suffering from the harshest fire.

beep!

Suddenly the two Taomu cards rang, and the colors of the two doors instantly changed back to the original dark black stone colors, then slowly pushed open to both sides.

Yang Zimei and Long's physical discomfort gradually disappeared and became more comfortable.

Maybe after extreme pain, it is normal for a moment. They feel that their bodies have undergone a pulp washing, and they become very comfortable and comfortable. The pores in their entire body are expanding, which makes people feel happy.

The door is fully open ...

Everyone was not in a hurry to rush in, but watched Yang Zimei and Long one by one.

Yang Zimei and Long took the Taomu card day by day and stepped forward.

Presenting in front of me is a large empty room, at least about 2,000 square meters, with some yellow purlins floating in the air, which feels solemn and solemn.

Fourteen coffins made of stone are placed neatly in the middle of Huang Huang.

Twelve of them are firmly around the middle two.

"Here it is, here it is!"

Grandpa Zhuge got excited.

Yang Zimei and Long glanced at each other day by day.

This scene, they have also seen in the illusion of the map.

They looked around with a little vigilance, worried that, like a mirage, they would suddenly shoot countless sword rain from all directions.

Therefore, they stopped and did not move forward.

After waiting for a while, I still didn't feel any intention of Morin's killing, nor did I see any wind blowing the grass and seeing cattle and sheep.

Yang Zimei then turned back to ask Grandpa Zhuge, "Grandpa, did you encounter fierce danger here before?"

Grandpa Zhuge nodded, "When I came here before, every step I took was extremely dangerous, and I had to face all kinds of strange gate formations."

"But nothing seems to be happening now."

Yang Zimei carefully took two steps, and said with a little stun.

"I came in from a burglar hole at the time. Now everyone is coming in from the main entrance, and you started here with a peach card. I feel that the danger is no longer there. It's the same as when you return to your own home."

Grandpa Zhuge looked around and said, "Perhaps, everything here is for you!"

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