The female prisoner was locked in a cage made of black iron, with her hands and feet tied. Wherever the prison car went, people picked up the things in their hands and threw them at her, including rotten vegetable leaves and smelly sweet potatoes.

, rotten eggs, hitting the female prisoner one after another, but she remained motionless, as if these people were not hitting her at all.

There was an elegant young man sitting by the window of an inn on the side of the street. This young man was dressed in white clothes and was spotless. He exuded the aura of an immortal. Everywhere he went, he felt a breeze blowing by, making him feel refreshed.

It was a refreshing feeling, but this young man wore a mask to cover up his glorious face.

While drinking tea, he looked at the woman in the cage. Her expression looked indifferent, but there was an uncontrollable anger in her eyes.

On the other side of the street, two men were standing in a private room of a tavern. One of them was tied to a chair, and the other opened the curtains to let him see the scene on the street clearly.

"Do you see clearly now? I didn't lie to you at all. This woman is really in my hands, but she will be executed by me soon. You must have thought clearly about what I told you. What exactly do I want to call out?

Do you still want to watch this woman die under my knife?"

The one who spoke was Ximen Que, but the one who was tied to the chair was Nangong Xichao.

With a solemn expression, he looked coldly at the prison car that was being slowly pushed away. His eyes were calm, and he glanced at Ximenque with disdain and said, "I told you earlier, I have no contact with this woman at all. Do you want to

You can kill or scrape as you please, but as for the pagoda, I will never give it to you!"

The murderous look suddenly appeared in Ximenque's eyes, and his tone of voice became much colder, "Cousin Nangong, I gave you a chance. Do you really think I have such good patience? Since you don't care about this woman, then fine

, I will show you how I let her die under my knife."

It was really his fault that Nangong Xichao fell into the hands of Ximen Que because he was too careless. Nangong Xichao successfully prevented them from looking for the pagoda and Fuxi Qin and then went to the Western Dynasty on his own. Her mother was a princess of the Western Dynasty. When her mother passed away, she told

he

The secrets of the pagoda and Fuxi Qin, as well as the method of unlocking these two artifacts, but her mother did not finish her words at that time. She only said that she would need to use the blood sacrifice of the goddess. He didn't know if her mother had any other methods, so he wanted to find out.

Look for it.

Asking him to use Chu Qingkuang's blood to sacrifice the artifact, he couldn't do it no matter what.

Logically speaking, his mother married into the Southern Dynasty and should be buried in the imperial mausoleum of the Southern Dynasty after her death. However, there was a custom in the Western Dynasty that no matter how far a married woman traveled, she must be buried in her hometown after death. This is called fallen leaves returning to their roots.

So he wanted to sneak into her mother's tomb to see if there were any clues among her belongings.

As a princess of the Western Dynasty, her mother's mausoleum was quite magnificent and spacious. He checked the mausoleum several times but found nothing. Just when he was about to return without success, he heard a mechanical sound, and the next moment he was arrested.

Put in a strong cage.

This cage came very mysteriously, and he was already locked in it before he could see how it appeared. Just as he was wondering, he saw a figure walking in from the entrance of the mausoleum.
Chapter completed!