Chapter 1350 (2/2)

Great strength burst out in front of Lin Wushuang. The white light quickly coincided with the data space. It was dazzling. The next second, countless people appeared in front of the man, and then became invisible.

Lin Wushuang's eyebrows jumped slightly, ”split power false invisibility?”

”Should shun be careful.” Lin Mo's reminding voice came from a distance.

As soon as the voice fell, Ying Shun found someone holding his hands and moving back quickly with himself.

Lin Wushuang turned back and was surprised, ”Ying Shun.”

She was about to make a move, but she was blocked by an invisible force. She fought in a circle out of thin air.

”Knife!” I don't know who hissed in the crowd. In between, a long knife with silver light appeared behind Ying Shun. At this time, Ying Shun was still moving back quickly. He was almost about to hit the edge of the knife and was penetrated by a knife.

At the critical moment, Ying Shun suddenly stopped in front of the knife edge.

People don't understand.

Ying Shun sneered at the corners of his mouth, ”do you really think I'm incompetent? In my data space, you all have to be controlled by me! ”

The next second, countless wails sounded again, and countless figures suddenly appeared in the blank, all of them masked men.

I don't know what force forced them to act directly, and then they rolled on the ground in pain.

The masked man felt uncomfortable at this time. He knelt directly on the ground and pressed his heart with one hand, as if he were suffering.

Soon, all the men's parts disappeared, leaving the man alone on the ground.

His other helpers, like him, fell to the ground and lost a little combat effectiveness.

Lin Wushuang shook his head and said, ”in Ying Shun's field, no one can fight with him.”

Don't think they dare not use heavy weapons in the imperial mausoleum. There are ways to cure them.

”Funeral team, continue.” Lin Wushuang's words fell. The white in front of everyone gradually faded and returned to the imperial mausoleum again. The group of people just now had been locked in the data space.

At this time, the Taoist did not dare to say that the lack of people would be unlucky. He quickly used his own professional field to debug the remaining people and continued to go down according to the process.

Lin Wushuang buries Miao Jing in the main Tomb of the imperial mausoleum, which was originally built by Gongsun Mo himself.

Now he is occupied by Miao Jing. I wonder if Gongsun Mo will spit blood angrily.

Then there was peace. Until five o'clock in the evening, the burial ceremony was over. Lin Wushuang knocked three heads in front of Miao Jing's tomb, and then burned some paper money for her. Only then did he arrange other personnel to stay here to ensure that the wax paper money would last for seven days.

”It's really not peaceful today.” Lin Mo stood next to Lin Wushuang and said, ”from the beginning, it was the Northeast Army, and then these shadow hidden assassins. Now I think it's not so easy to end.”

”Of course it won't end like this.” Lin Wushuang turned back and smiled at Lin Mo, ”don't forget, the imperial mausoleum was repaired by Gongsun mo. for him, we invited the king into the urn.”

Lin Mo was stunned and thought of something in an instant.

The next second, someone hurriedly reported, ”Miss Lin, it's bad. The gate of the imperial mausoleum is closed. We can't get out.”

Lin Wushuang shrugged and said to Lin Mo, ”you see, I'm right.”

Lin Mo: ”

I'm afraid only Lin Wushuang can laugh at this time.