Tang Zheng stretched out his index fingers and placed them upright in front of Xiaotang and the others.

The three of them suddenly fell silent and stared at the two fingers that Tang Zheng had raised.

"Treat this one as the cemetery where Leng Xianyuan is, and this one..." Tang Zheng said, while overlapping the index fingers of his hands into a cross, "Treat it as another cemetery."

Tang Xiaotang looked at the cross that Tang Zheng put on the index fingers of both hands and immediately took a breath: "Uh, why is this happening?"

"Leng Shuai's cemetery... just like that, he passed through someone else's cemetery?" Ning Mo couldn't accept such a simple fact at once.

They were still racking their milk and thinking about what kind of women there were around Leng Xianyuan. As a result, Tang Zheng told them that the two had nothing to do with each other, but the two independent cemeteries overlapped together?

Tang Zheng shook his head again: "It may not be that it overlaps so accurately, it may be like this..." He twisted the two fingers that were crossed together, "It may be like this..." He stretched out his two middle fingers, and put the four fingers of both hands into a tic toe, "Of course, it may be..."

"It's OK." Tang Xiaotang touched his forehead and signaled that Tang Zheng would not need to demonstrate, "We understand."

Anyway, Tang Zheng means that the left hand represents Leng Xianyuan's cemetery, and the right hand represents other people's cemetery. In various states, interlaced or overlapped, as for the specific posture, whether it is straight, vertical, horizontal, or twisted and entangled together, it is not a matter of concern to them.

Leng Zhan couldn't react a little, and after a while he spoke, "But Senior Leng must know that there is someone else's tomb here, right?"

"Yes." Tang Zheng spread his hands, "Maybe Leng Xianyuan knows it. Maybe it's the craftsmen who work in the cemetery know it."

"So... I just used the original cemetery?" Leng Zhan's face slapped twice, "Why?"

"Save money! Such a big dark palace doesn't need to be built." Tang Zheng spread his hands.

"You are teasing me..." Ning Mo felt completely confused.

Leng Xianyuan's cemetery went directly through someone else's cemetery. Then he borrowed the other's cemetery to be the cemetery. What a heart it was, or he didn't care about the place where he was buried. What the hell was it?

Recalling Leng Xianyuan's life...

There is really this possibility!

However, when building a tomb to this point, it is really unprecedented and unparalleled.

"Actually, my statement of 'cemetery' just now was not accurate. It is said that Leng Xianyuan's cemetery passes through other people's 'cemetery', which is all our preconceptions." Tang Zheng's meaning changed again. He didn't give them much time to react, and said, "The Leng Xianyuan's cemetery must be a cemetery, but it is not necessarily a cemetery built by others!"

"Not a cemetery? What is that?" Tang Xiaotang and the others looked at each other.

If the place they regarded as the "Hide Palace" itself was not built as a cemetery, it would seem that it would not be that scary.

Moreover, the mistress of the Underworld Palace has nothing to do with Leng Xianyuan, so it is even more terrible.

But what is this really about!

"Leng Xianyuan probably didn't care much about what he borrowed casually..." Tang Zheng was really speechless at the old senior. "What others built was obviously a playground."

Tang Zheng was originally going to talk about the game, but he thought that the saying "build a game" might be a little difficult to understand, so he temporarily changed it to an amusement park.

Although, in this place where wars occur frequently and entertainment facilities are very monotonous, the amusement park is not a word that exists itself, but such a straightforward literal meaning should not be difficult to understand.

If Tang Zheng was the owner of the underground game field, he would definitely be crying without tears.

For the Xingyao Continent, such a creative place was regarded as a cemetery!

"But, my ancestors... look different from Leng. He is a very rigorous person." Leng Zhan raised questions.

If this was done by Leng Changsheng, Leng Zhan might have believed it directly.

However, Leng Xianyuan is not such a casual person.

"And, the Changyuan Leng family... wouldn't neglect a seven-star powerhouse, to this point, right?" Leng Zhan said again.

A seven-star powerhouse, in order to save money, borrow someone else's tomb or playground?

Isn't this a joke?

Tang Zheng spread his hands and said, "After so many years, no one can figure out what happened at that time."

Cold Zhan nodded and was silent.

In fact, they had already had doubts since they entered the Palace of Underworld. If the historical records were correct, there seemed to be no main star of the Sun in the nine lives of Leng Xianyuan, but everything in the Palace of Underworld seemed to show the majestic power of the Sun.

The fluctuations of the solar star power were like coming to an abandoned main star pole.

"It doesn't matter...it doesn't matter..." Ning Mo shook his head again, "But, who is the owner of another cemetery... or the playground?"

It’s not that Leng Xianyuan, then at least there must be someone?

Ning Mo's question is not difficult to answer, because Tang Zheng, the owner of the amusement park, really knows who it is.

Tang Zheng shrugged, and was about to say the line of words "Huangfu Xuanluo gave to the Son of the Sun" under the box of the purple gold Tongbao that he gave to him, but he saw a bloody figure turning out from behind a wall...

"Jiang Wuyan!" Everyone stood up immediately.

"No..." Tang Zheng's first reaction was impossible, because neither Leng Xianyuan nor the Huangfu Xuanluo who he had never thought of hearing about yet, it seemed that he would hurt people...

The Cold War was so difficult that he suffered a little bit of minor injuries. However, for some reason, his wound had very high requirements for medicines. Using the medicine he brought himself was useless. Only the high-priced goods that Tang Zheng brought quickly helped him stop the bleeding.

According to Tang Zheng's guess, Jiang Wuyan's mission is far less difficult than that of the Cold War.

At least, Jiang Wuyan should not encounter anything like "Water Ss".

Seeing Tang Zheng and the others rushing over quickly, Jiang Wuyan waved his hand and stopped them with one sentence: "Calm down, this is not my blood."

In terms of ability to focus on key points, everyone present is really much better than Tang Zheng!

Jiang Wuyan said the point directly in one sentence. It was not his blood, so he would definitely have nothing to do. But when Tang Zheng and his friends looked down, they saw a bloody person dragging on his hand?

If the thing that has broken hands and is dirty all over, can still be called "human".

"Who is he?" Tang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, knowing that his own judgment was still correct. Jiang Wuyan didn't take much time to complete the dungeon mission. He was delayed by this bloody thing.

Jiang Wuyan did not answer, but just turned the body on his hand and put his face in front of Tang Zheng and the others...

"Huh... he is not that..." As soon as Tang Xiaotang opened his mouth, he immediately covered his mouth with both hands.
Chapter completed!