Fantasy: Who said villains must follow the script?

"must!"

Jiang Feng replied, grabbed the Immortal Binding Cable, and put it directly into the space ring.

Looking at Jiang Feng's appearance, Fang Youde always felt that something was wrong.

This fellow Taoist Jiang Feng, isn't he planning to return the Immortal Binding Cable to him?

Illusion, this must be an illusion!

Fellow Taoist Jiang Feng hit it off with him, how could he do such a thing?
Although I temporarily lent my baby out, it was all worth it.

After the two of them enter the Demon Emperor's Tomb, Jiang Feng can find the way for him!

Thinking of this, Fang Youde smiled.

He didn't feel disgusted with Jiang Feng's arms around his neck anymore, and even reached out his hand actively, put his arms around Jiang Feng's shoulders, and put his arms around Jiang Feng's shoulders, like a real good brother.

It's just that he doesn't know.

At this time, Jiang Feng was also secretly wondering how to trick this fat Taoist priest in his heart.

He remembered that there were many dangers in the Demon Emperor's tomb.

There are so many treasures on this fat Taoist priest, but he can be blocked in the front, and it is almost enough to fish in the back.

Fang Youde noticed that Jiang Feng was in a daze, and couldn't help but remind him: "Daoist Jiang Feng, I've given you all the spirit treasures, shouldn't we go in?"

"Of course I want to go in!"

Jiang Feng hooked Fang Youde's shoulders, and the two entered the mausoleum together.

The entrance to the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum was pitch black, and people outside the mausoleum soon lost sight of the two figures, and not even a sound came out.

"I have to say, this Taoist friend of the Daotian Sword Sect is too impulsive. Does he have a spirit treasure to restrain evil things?"

"You can't say that. No matter how you say it, he is the leader of the three major sects. His master should give him a magic weapon to save his life. Maybe this time there is hope!"

"That fat Taoist priest always feels that he has bad intentions. Fellow Daoist Jiang Feng won't be tricked, right?"

……

Around the entrance of the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum, monks from various other sects were discussing, and they all had a lot of expectations for the combination of Jiang Feng and the fat Taoist priest.

Of course, there are also many people who think that the two people's trip is more ominous than good.

the other side.

Xiao Yurou and Ye Yaoer's two daughters looked at each other after seeing Jiang Feng enter the mausoleum, and they could see the worried look in each other's eyes.

Now, they seem to have nothing else to do except wait.

After meeting Xiao Yurou's eyes, Ye Yao'er had a conversation in her head with her ten years later.

"The other me, brother, he will be fine, right?"

"How do I know? Besides, wouldn't it be better if he died? You don't have to worry about being cheated."

"Stop talking! Brother, he will be fine!"

"Okay, okay, I know you like him, so I won't talk about the head office, right?

Although the tomb of the Demon Emperor is dangerous, as far as I know, your brother Jiang Feng will be fine. "

"Well, thank you, another me!"

"...Yes, what can I thank you for? I'm you! Really, I'm going to rest!"

……

In Xiao Yurou's eyes.

The third junior sister next to her sometimes showed a worried expression, and sometimes a silly smile.

This made her a little worried, is Third Junior Sister broken?

Fortunately, Ye Yaoer soon returned to normal.

And the whole person seems to have become more relaxed and optimistic, isn't she worried about senior brother?

When Xiao Yurou was a little puzzled, Ye Yaoer suddenly came over and said to her: "Senior sister, senior brother, he will be fine, don't worry too much."

Xiao Yurou: "???"

Third Junior Sister, is she trying to comfort me?
There must be some conspiracy, right?

But looking at her stupid appearance, it doesn't seem like there is any conspiracy!

Xiao Yurou thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Junior Sister, thank you for caring about me, and I also believe that Senior Brother will definitely come back."

……

The screen turns.

After Jiang Feng and Fang Youde entered the mausoleum, they both let go of their hands at the same time.

Seeing that the place was so dark, Jiang Feng wanted to cast a lighting spell, but Fang Youde beside him took out an oil lamp from nowhere and lit it.

The surrounding space immediately brightened.

Then, all that appeared in sight, except for a straight passage.

It was just bloody corpses all over the place, all of them seemed to have been eaten by some monsters, and the death conditions were extremely miserable.

"Oh my god!!! Immeasurable his grandma is a god!!!"

Fang Youde yelled in fright, and hung directly on Jiang Feng's body.

Jiang Feng: "...Fang Daoyou, if you don't go down, I will do it."

Isn't this fat Taoist too timid?

I don't know if he is pretending, if so, then this guy is terrible.

"Uh... I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Jiang Feng, I'm coming down right now!"

Fang Youde was indeed frightened. He has been in the industry for so many years, and it is rare to see such a bloody scene. Most of them are dead bones long after death.

"Most of these corpses are fresh. Presumably they are the disciples of various sects who entered here during this trip to the secret realm."

On Fang Youde's fat face, there was a dignified expression.

Jiang Feng glanced at him.

Isn't this all nonsense?
Seeing Jiang Feng's eyes, Fang Youde was also a little embarrassed, and quickly changed the subject.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang Feng, let's move on. The oil lamp in my hand is not simple. It can prevent the evil spirits born in the mausoleum from approaching us!"

"Let's go."

Jiang Feng nodded, but stood there without moving.

It was obvious that he wanted Fang Youde to lead the way, and he had already made up his mind before he came in, so he had to find a way to let Fang Youde explore the way ahead.

Fang Youde was dumbfounded.

This...isn't it right?
"Jiang Daoyou, why don't you invite me first?"

"I have an oil lamp in my hand. In case of any accident, it will be troublesome if the oil lamp goes out. Look, it's so dark here, how can we do without a lamp?"

These words are reasonable.

If it was someone else, maybe it would be in the front.

But Jiang Feng naturally wouldn't.

He showed a bright smile and said, "Fang Daoyou, this is your fault."

"Look, if you walk ahead with an oil lamp, you won't have time to take care of the back. If I'm behind you, you won't have to worry about the future, right?"

"...It seems that there is some truth to it."

Fang Youde was walked in, subconsciously walking in front.

But soon, he reacted.

Nima, how did you end up becoming a pathfinder instead?

Not to mention how depressed he was.

However, if this delay continues, the two of them will be in trouble when the lamp oil in the oil lamp runs out. Just all kinds of evil spirits hidden in the dark are enough for them to drink a pot.

Gritting his teeth, Fang Youde strode forward.

Jiang Feng rubbed his chin, and with a smile of success on his face, he also followed closely behind him.

It's a passage that seems to have no end...

On both sides are walls made of stone bricks, and the ground is also paved with the same stone bricks, but most of the stone bricks are blocked by the corpse.

The clothes on some corpses looked extremely old.

The two left not long after.

On the wall, murals have appeared since I don't know when.

Jiang Feng looked at it with great interest. The murals on it seemed to be the story of the Qinglian Demon Emperor during his lifetime, starting from a spiritual pool...