Chapter 113

The footprint stopped very close to the wall and disappeared. Song Ningyu raised her hand and moved to the wall. There was only a dull cluck on the copper wall. Song Ningyu stepped back two steps, looked at the boot print carefully and frowned slightly.

Gong Qingyue looked at it for a while and suddenly said, "this is... Follow the steps." song Ningyu saw that the steps were wrong and orderly, and went in one direction. He suddenly had a number in his heart, perhaps because of the reason for walking!

Song Ningyu walked on the big footprints all the way to the place where the footprints disappeared. The light in the room lit up for a moment, and there were countless coffins in it! Rows and rows were scattered and orderly. Song Ningyu was shocked and felt a heavy cold in her heart. She finally knew where the rotten smell came from!

"This is the funeral of emperor Shengzu and empress Shengzu. The emperor ordered the killing of a total of 7749000 people. That's 49000 people!

Song Ningyu only felt a slight chill rising behind her.

How many unwilling resentments and living dreams are buried in each coffin!

"If I die, I only need a beloved object to be buried with." Gong Qingyue looked at the coffin that couldn't see the end, but shook her head. It's really wrong to work so hard and harm the people. Her eyes fell on song Ningyu, but they were incomparably soft.

Xing Xiao snorted coldly and smiled sarcastically. "Forty nine thousand people were buried with him. I'm afraid only the Tang state that dominated the world 700 years ago could do it with such a great deal of money." Gong Qingyue refused to comment. He is the current emperor of the Tang state, but it doesn't mean that he can participate in the past.

According to the situation that Tangguo dominated the world and unified the world 700 years ago, such a grand funeral is also reasonable, but what makes song Ningyu wonder is why these things are in the basement of the palace.

"I'm afraid I've been out of the palace for so long." Xingxiao seemed to see through song Ningyu's mind and reminded him slightly.

Song Ningyu raised her head slightly, stepped back and bumped into Gong Qingyue's arms behind her. Gong Qingyue took her in her arms and protected her slightly behind her with a protective attitude!

She didn't look at the sky before. Now when she looked up, there were countless coffins hanging over the sky. The coffins were hanging firmly in the air. Looking carefully, she could see the Tianchan rope wearing the coffin! The superior Tianchan silk was just used to stop the coffin in the air!

This place is very broad, but it's not enough to stop 49000 coffins! Looking at the beautiful coffins in the air, song Ningyu only felt more and more cold. She once stood in front of her mother's coffin

"Follow behind me." Xingxiao walked in front. Just as his feet stepped into the scope of the coffin, a slight sound sounded, followed by a series of giggles. It was particularly clear in the silent underground. The palace Qingyue behind him closely followed song Ningyu. They almost protected song Ningyu from dripping water one by one!

Cluck, cluck, this is the sound of bones and joints moving slowly. A line of three people ran straight towards the separated road. In front of each coffin, there was an oil lamp, which lit up when they ran quickly.

It was like a firelight chasing straight after the three people's arrows. Song Ningyu hurried back. The three people stood on a wide circular ground in the shape of eight trigrams. The whole space, only this huge eight trigrams space that can accommodate thousands of people, did not park coffins! Song Ningyu trembled slightly in his heart.

"No! Come on, leave this..." Xing smiled and dragged song Ningyu to run in the other direction. Before his voice fell, he saw a squeaking sound in the air.

The coffin was slowly pushed away, and the people inside slowly sat up, dressed as palace maids. Some of the women's faces were dry and some had rotted, but the people jumped out of the coffin on the ground and came here step by step. The sound was like the eight horses in the Gong Zilin carriage, with the murderous spirit of thousands of troops and horses.

The atmosphere became extremely strange for a moment. Xing Xiao tightly blocked song Ningyu behind him, with a fierce murderous look in his eyes, looking at the palace maids who were slowly approaching and whose hairstyles had fallen off.

"This is the lowest rank maid in waiting. When we came in, we were the students in the gossip!"

Song Ningyu listened to Xing Xiao's words and bit his teeth in a hurry. "It's another opportunity. How many mechanisms are there?"

Gong Qingyue held the long sword in her hand and raised her eyebrows coldly. "Mechanisms are everywhere! They can't predict where they are. The map in Song Ningyu's hand has no effect, and there is no map here at all.

The short hairpin in Song Ningyu's hand waved hard at the long nail. The nail broke. The finger was scratched down by the hairpin with song Ningyu's internal power and fell to the ground into ash foam. However, the person in front of him was still attacking song Ningyu unconsciously. Xingxiao raised his foot and kicked the body in front of him very far.

"How can these bodies move! They have been dead for hundreds of years?" Song Ning kicked the bodies one by one. The bodies gathered here, almost one by one, and hardly fell to the ground when he kicked them down!

The head was cut off by Gong Qingyue, but the body was still walking slowly towards the three.

The extremely long nail is like a sharp blade. It moves slowly to show the human flesh war to the three people!

Song Ningyu suddenly found that these people came from the coffin where they lit the light, but there was no movement in the other four directions! Didn't these lights lead the dead in these coffins?

"It's Gu poison! The oil lamp in front of the coffin is polished by the movement of the air. Gu insects will attack things moving in the air as soon as they see the oil lamp! Don't move." Xing smiled, his eyes flashed and fiercely stopped his action!

Song Ning Yusheng also stopped his movement and even his breath. The skin and flesh on the close face found a rotten smell and wanted to vomit. Song Ning Yusheng endured the face with no eyes and one eye hanging outside the orbit. He only felt that his four limbs were full of fear and trembling.

When song Ningyu was about to choke, the oil lamps in the air went out one by one. The corpses gathered in this direction slowly retreated like the tide. The coffin closed slowly again. Song Ningyu relaxed slightly.

In a fierce twinkling of an eye, I saw an extraordinarily gorgeous face staring at her, and there was only a little black about the size of a bean in that pale eye.