Chapter 2092 (1/2)

Ah!

The sigh is long, as if once there was a great regret, people can't help but feel sympathy in the heart.

Then, another old sigh rang out, shaking the bodies of Dian Wei, Arthur, Bai Qi, Sun Bin and Yang Yuhuan.

”Future generations, I hope you keep your promise...”

Old people appear out of thin air and disappear quickly.

Afterwards, the whole hall of the mausoleum vibrated.

Together with the vibration, there is the altar where the coffin is.

Then, in the eyes of Dian Wei, Arthur, Bai Qi, Sun Bin and Yang Yuhuan.

The tall altar is shining.

In the light, a rectangular door shaped outline appeared, and then it turned into a light door. With the vibration of the altar, it slowly separated towards both sides.

Inside the gate of light is the inside of the altar.

As the light gradually faded, the space inside the altar also appeared in front of people's eyes.

It's a room.

The room is not small.

After Wang Xiaojian stepped into it, he found that the decoration inside was very luxurious, just like the emperor's bedroom.

The room is full of precious calligraphy and paintings, antiques.

On the wall is a map.

In the east of the room, there is an emerald dragon bed.

It's a big, incredible bed.

It seems that even if more than a dozen people sleep together, it won't seem crowded.

The design of dragon and Phoenix carved on the bed is full of imagination.

When Wang Xiaojian saw it, he was slightly surprised and felt that it was an improper bed.

The green jadeite has a peculiar smell.

When Wang Xiaojian looks at these, Dian Wei, Bai Qi, Arthur, Sun Bin and Yang Yuhuan are afraid that Wang Xiaojian is in danger, so they quickly follow him into the room in the altar.

”Wang Xiaojian, I didn't expect that there was such a place in the altar?”

Yang Yuhuan looked around and couldn't help sighing.

Dianwei, Bai Qi, Arthur felt the same and nodded one after another.

”Yes, Yuhuan.”

Wang Xiaojian nodded with a smile.

He did not expect that there was such a room in the altar.

At this time, after looking at the bed in the room, Wang Xiaojian's attention was attracted by a table in the room.

The table is carved from jade, and its material is different from that of the Dragon bed.

However, on the table, there is a thing.

A purple gold ring.

To Wang Xiaojian's surprise, the breath on the ring is extraordinary. It is not the breath of the earth level treasure.

”Is this a ring of heaven level?”

Inside the room, Wang Xiaojian was slightly excited.

Then he came quickly to the table.

He held out his hand and picked up the purple and gold ring on the table.

The purple gold ring is cold, and on it, there are four characters carved, which are from the ancient kingdom of Jinchan.

Wang Xiaojian doesn't understand the ancient Chinese characters.

But two of the four characters were seen on the mural by Wang Xiaojian before.

Sun Bin also translated for him.

It's the golden cicada.

There are two words beside ”golden cicada”, which Wang Xiaojian doesn't know.

However, Wang Xiaojian didn't care.

Because it's the ring itself that attracts him, not the words on it.