210: 139: Huge harvest!
The truth about Yan Nai’er!_3 210: 139: Huge harvest!
The truth about Yan Nai’er!_3 All the gold coins on the ground suddenly shot up into the air.
Following the earth-shaking explosion, the shockwave from the explosion of thousands of pounds of whale oil began to sweep through the entire ancient underground city.
“Boom, boom, boom, boom…”
The underground city, with its years of history unknown, began to collapse one after another.
The room where Suo Lun was located seed not far from the treasury; not only had the door been blown off, but the walls also cracked and swayed on the brink of collapse.
anwhile, the entire underground city was in complete chaos; countless Sand Bandits were like a pot of porridge, so scrambling for treasure, others desperately fleeing, totally leaderless.
Only a portion of them were rushing towards Xuesha’s room.
If not now, when would he leave?
Suo Lun donned his soaking cloak, took Xuesha’s head with him, and dashed towards the huge opening blown wide by the explosion.
However, at that mont, Suo Lun noticed a golden box had fallen to the floor from the collapsed wall.
The golden box, having been hidden within the wall by Xuesha, was surely very important and extrely precious.
Suo Lun picked up the golden box in one swoop, stuffed it into his bosom, mingled with the crowd of Sand Bandits, and ran frantically towards the exit.
…
Five minutes later, Suo Lun burst out of the chaotic crowd in the ancient underground city and arrived at the desert surface.
At that mont, the surface was also in total disarray, with countless horses spooked and running in every direction.
Suo Lun quickly leapt onto a steed and cald it with his spiritual power.
Soon, the horse quieted down, and with a flick of the reins, it galloped away, heading towards the direction of the Silver Wolf Legion in the east.
Suo Lun had won.
He not only killed Xuesha, but with his own strength, had destroyed her entire Sand Thieves’ Lair.
Next, it was ti for him to face the trial of Yan Shuang, the ti for him to conquer the beauty.
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At this mont, it was deep into the night, and the moonlight was like water.
Inside the central military tower of the Silver Wolf Legion camp, everyone had already gone to sleep.
The cold and stunningly beautiful Yan Shuang, dressed in a silver silk gown, holding a lamp, slowly descended the staircase step by step going down into the basent.
The staircase to the basent was dark and sinister, and the flickering light cast her face in an even more dangerously alluring light, projecting the devilish curves of her body onto the walls in an almost exaggerated and bizarre manner.
This scene was infinitely tempting, but alas, there was no one to witness it, or it would have driven them mad.
She kept descending, going down about ten ters or so, reaching the end of the staircase.
She pushed aside a cabinet, peeled away from the wall, revealing a secret chanism hidden within.
It consisted of several circular wheels, each nesting within the other, each with ten numbers on it.
Yan Shuang rotated each wheel, aligning the numbers to the correct combination.
After a dozen seconds, the nine-digit code was all in place.
“Rumble…” With a noise, a thick stone door slowly opened.
A secret room appeared, a secret chamber about ten ters underground.
This was a place that no one but she and her father, Yan Yan, had ever entered.
This was the utmost secret of the Silver Wolf, and the utmost secret of Yan Shuang.
…
Yan Shuang, with her fragrant and delicate body, gracefully entered.
The secret chamber was small, containing only three things: a coffin, a Dragon Seal Stele, and a portrait.
The coffin, made of crystal, contained a man, a middle-aged man of incomparable handsoness with silver hair and closed eyes, soundless and still.
The portrait on the wall was of a strikingly attractive young man, those familiar peach blossom eyes, and that frivolous and roguish smile.
Yes, the portrait was indeed of Suo Lun.
Yan Shuang first glanced at the portrait, then approached the crystal coffin and knelt down slowly.
In an instant, all the icy coldness, all the overwhelming dominance on her face were wiped clean.
“Father, what should I do?
What should I do?
You have to co back to life, Nai’er can’t hold on much longer!”
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