Suddenly, a low voice with weakness sounded, which scared Bai Xiaotian.

Bai Xiaotian turned around and leaned against the huge stone door that had been tightly closed at this time.

To be honest, if he really wants to go out, with his strength at this moment, the stone gate can be broken with just one sword.

And the reason why he turned around was because he suddenly felt that the sound coming from the darkness sounded familiar.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

Suddenly, with a series of sounds, the entire underground palace was built almost completely on a one-to-one scale. At this time, the lights suddenly became bright.

Then, Bai Xiaotian saw the familiar figure, sitting upright on the dragon chaise, and beside him, a middle-aged man wearing a cloth clothes and holding a wooden sword in his arms was guarding him at this time.

Bai Xiaotian could clearly feel the power of the man holding a wooden sword in his arms. He felt that even though he had reached the realm of Nascent Soul at this time, he was holding the invincible sword of the Heaven-Sheng Sword.

But even so, as long as that person takes action, he is afraid that he will not be able to take three moves in his hands.

This feeling is very strong, but Bai Xiaotian also believes in his feelings.

After all, just standing next to the man sitting on the dragon throne as a guardian is enough to prove his strength.

"So it's you..."

Seeing the person in front of him, Bai Xiaotian couldn't help but look surprised and shouted loudly.

"Don't be surprised, let me tell you about the current situation."

The middle-aged man on the dragon throne looked at Bai Xiaotian's surprised expression, smiled and didn't care, but just asked him about the situation outside.

Bai Xiaotian's face was gloomy at this time, and he didn't know whether he should be happy or worried at this time.

A person who has disappeared from everyone's eyes suddenly appears in front of you again.

Bai Xiaotian didn't know what was going on, so he could only remain silent.

This time, in my tomb, there is no distinction between humans and ghosts!

...

Three days later, four people came out of the emperor's tomb at the foot of Mount Li.

Three young men and one middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man walked at the end, holding a wooden sword in his arms, and the four left Mount Li and headed straight for the imperial capital.

Lin Qishuang looked at the middle-aged man beside him who was taken out of the tomb by his husband, and always felt that he seemed to be looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.

The meaning of that look seemed to be like a master looking at himself.

No, maybe it's deeper than the master's eyes.

However, from the outside, this person is just an ordinary civilian swordsman, that's it.

"Miss, are you a disciple of Taixuan Mountain Sword Sect?"

Finally, when this person looked at him for the fifty-seventh time, he spoke.

Lin Qishuang was stunned and looked at Bai Xiaotian, thinking that it was his husband who told this person about his origin.

Bai Xiaotian shook his head. He was not so bored and casually revealed his wife's information to a middle-aged man.

However, he was not surprised at why the middle-aged man in front of him knew the origin of his wife.

After all, strictly speaking, this person can be regarded as the founder of his wife.

After seeing his husband's negative answer, Lin Qishuang frowned. In her perception, this person's body had no immortal power or internal breath, and was just an ordinary person.

However, given that her husband brought this person out, she replied patiently,

"Yes, I'm from the Sword Sect."

However, what Lin Qishuang was a little unexpected was that the next sentence of this person surprised her.

"Since you are a disciple of the Sword Sect, do you know where are the two little bastards Jian Xin and Wuchen?"

Lin Qishuang looked at the person with surprise and felt that this person was too rude.

Knowing that Jian Xin and Wu Chen and the two masters had passed away, they still asked questions clearly at this time, and they were immediately displeased.

So, Lin Qishuang stopped, looked directly at the person, and said coldly,

"Your words are more respectful. Although Jian Xin and Wu Chen have not been alive for many years, their great names cannot be insulted by anyone!"

But when the middle-aged man heard this, he was stunned and fell into a daze, but he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Yes, why did I forget it! More than three hundred years have passed! More than three hundred years have changed, things have changed! Alas..."

A sigh shows the vicissitudes.

Bai Xiaotian looked at the middle-aged man who was devastated by his wife's words and couldn't help feeling ashamed, so he quietly pulled his wife over and said in her ear,
Chapter completed!