"Yes, how do you know?"

Yang Feng was stunned and asked curiously.

Huang Feihong said: "Actually, from the moment you entered the ancient tomb, your every move was in my sight."

"ah!"

At this moment, Yang Feng was shocked.

Yang Feng did not expect that his every move was under Huang Feihong's gaze.

Wouldn't that mean that I was jumping up and down like a clown before?

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Feng's face became a little ugly.

Huang Feihong asked, "Yang Feng, do you know what the jade bracelet in your hand is?"

"I don't know!" Yang Feng shook his head and said.

Yang Feng really doesn’t know what this jade bracelet is.

The reason why he chose this jade bracelet was that he thought it was beautiful and wanted to give it to Ye Mengyan as a gift.

"Do you know Heshi Bi?"

Boom!

Hearing this, Yang Feng felt like he was struck by lightning.

He said with shock, "Of course I know the Heshi Bi. According to legend, the Heshi Bi is the first jade in ancient times. Even Qin Shihuang's imperial seal is made of the Heshi Bi. Is this bracelet in my hand..."

Huang Feihong nodded and said, "You are right. The bracelet in your hand was made of scraps left by Qin Shihuang's jade seal. When Qin Shihuang gave this bracelet to Prince Fusu, after Fusu was killed by Li Si, Zhao Gao and others, he buried the bracelet together in the nine-story demon tower."

Upon hearing this, Yang Feng looked dull.

Yang Feng never expected that the bracelet he picked would have such a background.

Wouldn't you become rich?

Although Yang Feng was not interested in money, the bracelet made of Heshi Bi had high historical value.

If it spreads, it will definitely cause a sensation.

Huang Feihong continued: "As for the black token in your hand, it is not an ordinary thing, it is Fusu's prince token. With this token, you can obtain Fusu's inheritance!"

"I think you should have heard that Qin Shihuang practiced the Ancestral Dragon technique, while Fusu practiced the Ancestral Dragon technique. Although it is not as good as Qin Shihuang, it is not much different. If you can obtain Fusu's inheritance, your strength will definitely increase greatly."

Hearing this, Yang Feng couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

Yang Feng had long heard of the Ancestral Dragon Practice practiced by Qin Shihuang.

Back then, Qin Shihuang used this Ancestral Dragon technique to sweep across Liuhe and unify the world.

This Fusu is the prince of the Great Qin, and the Ancestral Dragon skills he practices must be quite weak.

If you can obtain Fusu's inheritance, your strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

I have to say that this is a huge temptation for any warrior.

Yang Feng's breathing couldn't help getting heavier.

Seeing Yang Feng's performance, Huang Feihong smiled, everything was as expected.

No warrior can refuse Fusu's inheritance.

Yang Feng took a deep breath and calmed down his emotions.

He looked at Huang Feihong and frowned and asked, "There is a question. I have to ask seniors. Since this Fusu inheritance is so tempting, why don't seniors get it?"

Forehead?

Upon hearing this, Huang Feihong was stunned.

Huang Feihong did not expect that Yang Feng would calm down his emotions so quickly.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be eager to obtain the inheritance.

But Yang Feng not only did not, but instead had some doubts about himself.

It seems that Yang Feng is indeed not an ordinary person, otherwise he would not have been able to reach here.

Indeed, Yang Feng was very moved by Fusu's inheritance.

But at the same time, he is also a cautious person.

After so many years of border fighting, if Yang Feng hadn't been careful, he would have been dead long ago.

Huang Feihong is neither an enemy nor a friend, and Yang Feng still reserves what he said.

He always remained vigilant about Huang Feihong.

Huang Feihong knew that if he didn't tell the truth, Yang Feng would definitely not give up.

"well!"

Huang Feihong sighed lightly and said, "Actually, I don't want to obtain Fusu's inheritance, but if I want to obtain Fusu's inheritance, I must obtain a black token. The black token is not in my hands. Even if I want to obtain Fusu's inheritance, I have no way to inherit it. Moreover, inheriting something depends on the opportunity. If there is no opportunity, I cannot obtain it."

Yang Feng stared at Huang Feihong with his eyes tightly. Seeing the expression on his face, he didn't seem to be telling a lie, so he took out the black token and sighed: "I didn't expect that this token was related to obtaining Fusu's inheritance."

"Don't underestimate this black token. With this black token, the nine-layer demon tower belongs to you, so this time you come here, you get much more than others."

When saying this, Huang Feihong also had an envious expression.

When he entered this ancient tomb, he almost got this black token.

Unfortunately, he failed in the end. He was cursed inexplicably and was forced to stay in the nine-story demon tower to help Fusu find his successor.

"What?"

When Yang Feng heard Huang Feihong's words, he was shocked.

Yang Feng didn't expect that this black token could actually command the Nine-level Demon Tower. This was really a surprise!

"How can this black token take away these nine-layer demon tower?"

"Yang Feng, do you still remember the ring you were looking for in the desert?"

"Are you talking about this?"

Yang Feng asked, taking out the quaint ring from his arms.

Huang Feihong nodded and said, "Well! This ring was made by the formation masters of the Qin Dynasty and is called a space ring! This space ring contains space and can put some things in it."

"And these nine-level demon towers are made by the method of transforming into Sumeru by mustard seeds. They can become bigger and smaller as your heart is, so after you go out, you can put the entire nine-level demon tower in your space ring."

Yang Feng's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

Space ring?

Mustard seeds into Sumeru?

If he hadn't lived in modern times, he would have thought he had traveled to which world of fairy tale?

"Senior, you won't lie to me, are you?" Yang Feng asked suspiciously.

Huang Feihong said speechlessly: "Don't worry, I won't lie to you! However, I have something to ask you!"

"What? As long as I can do it, I will do it."

Huang Feihong did not speak, but took out a scroll from his arms.

I saw Huang Feihong opening the scroll, which was painted with a beautiful woman.

This woman is very beautiful, wearing a dress, giving people a feeling of being as elegant as a fairy.

"Senior, this is..."

Yang Feng looked at the woman in the painting and immediately widened his eyes.
Chapter completed!