Chapter 86

Gong Zilin looked at the mural carefully and waved to song Ningyu in surprise. "Show me the ball in your hand!" Song Ning Yu nodded and handed the ball the size of holding his hands together from his sleeve. Gong Zilin looked at the picture and suddenly said, "don't you think the ball is similar to the plaything in the hand of emperor Shengzu in the picture?"

Song Ningyu leaned over and saw that emperor Shengzu did have a ball in his hand. When did it become more? She remembered that she didn't seem to have seen him when she came last time.

"In this way, the hairpin on the Queen's head seems to coincide with the hole in the middle of the ball." song Ningyu also Gong Zilin looked at the last stone wall painting and frowned slightly. When they looked at each other, they found that the distance between each other was so close. Song Ningyu coughed quietly and didn't look away.

A sly smile flashed in Gong Zilin's eyes. It's good.

Song Ningyu moved. As soon as she lowered her head, she found that the skirt was trampled by Gong Zilin. Gong Zilin stood aside and looked at the painting on the stone wall carefully, completely ignoring her action of pulling her skirt.

Song Ningyu pulled and didn't move.

Pull again, still don't move.

"Gong Zilin, move your feet!" song Ningyu's clear voice was furious in the secret room.

Xingxiao walked around the room and didn't see song Ningyu. I thought she had gone somewhere. I didn't think he heard something in the secret room. Looking at the missing silver hook, what happened again? For the last time song Ningyu appeared in the palace, Xingxiao was haunted.

Xingxiao opened the door of the secret way, but found nothing. Was he wrong?

Xingxiao didn't hear wrong, but song Ningyu didn't know where she touched, thanks to Gong Zilin. Gong Zilin held her tightly and rolled down towards the dark place like two rolling balls, as if there was a suction that sucked the two people into the depths of the tunnel.

When they returned to their senses again, there was silence everywhere, so dark that they couldn't see their fingers.

Song Ningyu moved, and a slight dull hum came from under her, which startled her. She said coldly, "who!"

"Madam, you're holding your husband!" Gong Zilin's stuffy hum sounded. Song Ningyu fiercely stepped back for two steps. Bang, song Ningyu's head didn't know where it hit. It hurt so much that tears almost fell down. A pair of slightly hot big hands suddenly stretched out and held her tightly. Song Ningyu was surprised. She stretched out her hand to shake it off, but was held tightly.

Gong Zilin's joking words sounded slightly in his ears. "I'm afraid this place is very dangerous. I'd better hurry to be my husband."

Song Ningyu finally didn't get rid of it. He glanced around lightly. He couldn't see his fingers anywhere. The stone wall on one side seemed to have a weak light. The light was like a firefly in the dark night.

Gong Zilin slowly stretched out his hands, and a night pearl the size of a pigeon egg slowly appeared from his big hand. The weak light was a life-saving straw for song Ningyu.

She was afraid of such a dark place since she was a child. If Gong Zilin didn't hold her hand tightly, she thought she would be crazy.

Gong Zilin tightly held her slightly trembling hand and suddenly said very seriously, "Ning Yu, I will live together and die together. I will never let go of your hand."

Song Ningyu only felt that there was a crack in a frozen place in her heart. Once, her mother told her. In the story between her and her father, her father also said such words. He said, madam, I have grasped your hand in this life. No matter life or death, I will not bear it.

The result was to marry back a powerful man who was of great benefit to him. Such a man who was once gentle and beautiful is now regretting in the hands of that woman.

"If you are in trouble, run away. Don't worry about me. I just hope you can take good care of Chihiro and Qi's mother." song Ningyu never believed in those so-called living and dying together. In the face of death, whether family affection or love, they became so small and even unbearable.

Gong Zi looked at her for a while and suddenly said with a smile, "that's good. If you die, I will bury your scenery." song Ningyu's heart sank slowly, which is understandable.

They held their hands tightly and went towards the weak light source. The sound of clear water came from all sides. Dong, the sound of a drop of water dripping into the water was particularly clear.

Following the faint light, song Ningyu finally knew where the place was! It's the rockery of the main courtyard!

"I'm here." it's different from the direction song Ningyu went with Xingxiao, but came out on the back of the rockery! Song Ningyu was a little relieved, and she felt very cold all over. Gong Zilin's pair of strange warmth.

"It seems that if you want to find the entrance to the treasure, you must have a map." Gong Zilin looked at the ball in his hand and thought for a while. Suddenly he took song Ningyu's hand and strode to the study. Song Ningyu followed silently. Maybe Gong Zilin had any new discoveries.

As soon as he stepped into the study, he saw a fierce murderous spirit breaking through the air. Gong Zilin subconsciously blocked song Ningyu behind him! The momentum of the visitor was quite fierce. The wind and thunder fell to the ground unconscious. With the flickering candles in the room, you can still see the man in the wheelchair, covered with a plain white veil, with no trace of dirt on his whole body! Even that hand is wearing pure white Bisi woven gloves!

A man with pure white, vigorous momentum and white hair, his eyes and white hair song Ningyu only feel very familiar. It seems that he has met once.

"Chunsu, how dare you!" the man called Chunsu smiled and raised his finger slowly. The candle in the room lit up instantly. Song Ningyu saw the scene in the room! A room full of bodies!

In the whole room, those people were either dressed in black or in clothes with distinct sects. Everyone's eyes stared greatly, as if they were very unwilling. There was not even a trace of blood in the room. It was as clean as a dust.

"How can you say that? I just came to bring you a message. I didn't expect to meet such a large group of waste." song Ningyu slowly walked in from Gong Zilin's side, and his cold face was freezing.

A trace of banter and praise flashed in the eyes of the white haired man called Chunsu. Song Ningyu suddenly raised his plain hand, and the hairpin in his hand suddenly shot. His white hand was tightly grasped by his big white hand!