Darkness is already panic, not to mention that there are invisible fierce enemies hidden in this darkness, which magnifies this panic dozens of times.

The heavy gasps, the strong smell of blood, and the suppressed air penetrated through the human skin and penetrated into the human body, tearing down the human willpower.

A painful groan came from the darkness, unable to tell whether it was an enemy or a friend, but all turned into a full of malice!

Tang Jiaren stood in the open space, quietly observing everything around her.

Since she once again merged with the Molian Holy Fruit, these eyes looked at everything as thoroughly as a spring. In her eyes, the night was still night, but people and things became brighter, just like a candle lit up, illuminating the scenery.

She saw the expressions and movements of Qiu Yuebai, Zhan Cangkong, Zhuo Landa, Meng Shuilan and others, shook her head slightly at Meng Tianqing who was rushing towards her, and signaled him not to come.

She saw the scholar, squatting on the ground, trembling, and saw Meng Shuilan's people fighting with invisible people...

She saw many, but she could not see the enemy, and... the prince.

Prince, I'm gone.

Why can such a living person disappear out of thin air like his enemy? Could it be... he is the real mastermind behind it?

Tang Jiaren curled the corner of her lower lip and suddenly made an action. She shouted: "Do it!"

With a command, Zhan Cangkong and others reached into their arms, grabbed a purse, and sprinkled it out.

For a moment, bright starlight lit up in the entire dark tomb, as beautiful as the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens.

These silver-white things fell in the empty place, but they revealed a human form! A human form composed of brilliant silver dots.

Zhan Cangkong and others rushed forward without saying a word and finished the attack. His courage was invincible.

This time, it is no longer defense, but... Counterattack!

Tang Jiaren reignited the tincture and the entire tomb chamber lit up again.

The beautiful walls and towering pillars once again supported the elegance of the entire tomb, driving away the ghosts and evil spirits.

The bright red blood gathered into pieces on the ground, and the invisible assassins who were not visited by flash powder left blood footprints, allowing everyone to chase them quickly.

This was a destined to be controlled by others, but it turned out completely because of the early preparation.

When the fight ended, those ghosts that could be invisible lost their timeliness, and the people lying in a pool of blood gradually appeared. These people seemed very strange. No, maybe they were not unfamiliar, maybe they lived around them, but because they were too ordinary, they were completely ignored.

Tang Jiaren pointed to the corpses on the ground and asked everyone: "Do you know anyone?"

Everyone looked carefully and shook their heads. Only Meng Tianqing exclaimed and said, "I know this person. I always buy sweet cakes at his house."

Everyone immediately came over and took a look.

Qiu Yuebai looked up, looked around, and said, "Is there any hidden secret in the prince when he hides? If you can explain it clearly, we can still let go of our grudges. If you can't explain it clearly, I will leave you with you today!"

Tang Jiaren laughed and said, "Don't you think he is ugly? Keep him as a funeral object and be careful to scare Princess Aguo."

As soon as he finished speaking, the prince walked out from behind the pillar and began to take off his armor.

Tang Jiaren said: "What are you doing? Can you scare people?!"

Meng Shuilan opened the fan and said with a smile: "I think he wants to be a hooligan."

The prince threw all the armor on the ground, leaving only an iron mask covering his face. He was wearing a black short-strike and looked at everyone, saying, "Didn't you always want to know who I am? Let you know today." After that, he took out a jade pendant from his arms and raised it.

Tang Jiaren took two steps closer, looked at him, and read, "Yuyuan." She turned her head and looked at Meng Shuilan, "Where is Yuyuan? What did you buy?"

Meng Shuilan's eyes trembled. She did not answer the question, but looked at Zhuo Landa.

Tang Jiaren looked along Meng Shuilan's gaze, but saw that everyone's expressions became very different, as if... she was greatly frightened, but she used her expressionless face to pretend to be calm.

Tang Jiaren passed the word Yuyuan several times in her mind, suddenly widened her eyes, looked at the prince, and said, "You are from Duanmu Yuyuan? Oh, no, aren't you the son of a bunch of white hair?"

The prince sneered and said, "I am Duanmu Yuyuan."

Tang Jiaren froze, slowly turned her head to look at Zhan Cangkong, her face shook, and she said dryly: "That's... your father?"

This kind of joke is really not a big deal. It will kill people if you are not careful!

Seeing Zhan Cangkong's expression "I don't believe it if I kill me", Tang Jiaren could only speak for him: "You just take out a jade pendant and want to be someone's father. To tell you the truth, it's useless! You said, did you deliberately ruin your face like that in order to deceive my Invincible Brother? Tsk tsk... It's so heavy to start."

Tang Jiaren's words were really annoying, but this time it didn't make anyone laugh.

The prince said: "Who am I? I think Huaran can prove it."

Qiu Huaran did not leave Princess Aguo's coffin, but asked: "Tell me something that only you know me."

The prince said: "In the imperial tomb, I have thought of killing you."

Qiu Huaran stared at the prince for a while, finally took a deep breath and said, "It's you."

The four words are like water entering a pan of oil, blowing up the flowers; like storm, slapping on people's hearts. Some people feel that they are strangled and unable to breathe, some people feel that their hearts are trembling and their scalp is tight, and some people feel that they are so relieved...

The so-called unpredictable world may mean this.

Who would have thought that Duanmu Yuyuan, who everyone thought he had died, not only did not die, but also turned into this kind of appearance that he was neither human nor ghost. He even replaced the position of prince and became a son for the second prince of his nephew. How many stories are there in this?!

Tang Jiaren looked at Zhan Cangqiong again and found that his face became particularly bad. It can be said that there was a red color in the darkness, which looked like nervousness and excitement, as if it was uneasy, and more like... The extreme anger after being fooled by someone as a fool.

Tang Jiaren was really afraid that he would lose control of his emotions, so she hurried over, patted his arm, and said, "After you know who your father is, I don't know yet. You... suffocate. I think we may hear another version of the story." He poured two candied fruit out of his purse, stuffed it into Zhan Cangkong's mouth, stuffed it into his mouth, and asked, "Is it sweet?"

Zhan Cangkong's emotions wandering on the edge of danger were finally pulled back into his body, chewing the candied fruit with some ignorance. After a while, he replied with two words: "Not sweet."

Yes, how can it be sweet?

It's good if it's not so sour or choking or spicy or annoying.
Chapter completed!