Luo Manxue on the side looked on with a smile, but in fact, she had almost broken her silver teeth.
The three people were talking.
Monkey Spirit and the others came down one by one.
"Let's go in!"
After the rest, the monkey spirit became even more energetic.
A pair of small eyes, staring closely in the direction of the palace,
"Let's go!"
Qingfeng Li also nodded.
The group of people walked towards the palace in front.
Yuan Qingqing walked in front of Qingfeng Li, and he didn't know what he felt in his heart.
In short...it's not that I'm nervous.
Once inside the palace, everything that should end should end.
When they reached the gate of the palace, everyone started to have trouble again.
First of all, it is extremely difficult to open this magnificent door.
"Qingming, why don't you use your blood to see it!?"
Qingfeng Li walked up to Yuan Qingqing and asked.
"Um!!"
Yuan Qingqing looked at the door in front of him, took out the dagger, cut his finger, and then pressed his bloody finger on the golden door.
"Buzz buzz—"
After a few clicks, the door emitted bursts of light again.
"Rumble—"
There were another burst of sounds, and the door opened just like that.
After a burst of dust, the brilliance inside was slowly revealed.
"go in!"
Qingfeng Li looked at everything inside, his eyes suddenly became brighter.
The people around him also followed him one by one and walked inside.
No one asked how Yuan Qingqing's fingers were, not even Li Qingfeng, who was used to doing face-saving tricks.
For these people, Yuan Qingqing naturally had no other thoughts in his heart.
How can unrelated people feel sad
She bandaged the wound on her finger with cotton cloth, and then followed them.
“This palace is really beautiful!!”
Several people walked in, dazzled by the sight, and whispered to each other.
The whole journey was very smooth as we walked towards the front.
Li Qingfeng led the way. He did not walk randomly in the palace, but went directly to Wu Zetian's palace.
The door of the bedroom opened with a gentle push.
What caught his eye was a red blanket in front of him, but embroidered with flying dragons using gold thread.
A group of people walked up.
This blanket was unexpectedly soft, and when she stepped on it, she felt like she was walking on clouds.
Walking along this blanket and walking inside, you can smell waves of fragrance.
It's this refreshing fragrance that makes people's thoughts seem to be frozen here.
Walking all the way to the inner hall, at this time, I saw the dragon's head and Wu Zetian lying there.
Wu Zetian was already very old when she died, so naturally she couldn't see her face lying here.
I just don't know what she was using.
After so many years, the physical body has not decayed at all, which is really strange to see.
Around her dragon bed, there were men kneeling in a circle.
All of them were dressed very luxuriously, but they all knelt on the ground respectfully.
From such a perspective, it's really hard to see what they look like.
"Are these men lying around all faces?"
Luo Manxue suddenly became very interested.