#1100 Golden House (3)

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"Sister, there is a mechanism here!"

Xiaoqian squatted in front of a golden plate and waved to Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei walked over and looked down.

Sure enough, in the center of the golden plate, there is really a recess of the peach wood plaque.

She reached out and tried to pick up the golden plate, but found that it was firmly fixed and could not be moved at all.

Seeing a golden vase next to it, she tried to take it, and it was fixed.

It seems that even if someone enters this golden house, it is quite difficult to take away the gold inside.

She put the peach wood plaque in the golden plate...

The indicator lights up.

The golden plate actually began to rotate, and the speed of rotation was getting faster and faster, so fast that everyone could not see clearly with the naked eye.

"Ow..."

Suddenly there was a dull, animal-like cry from the roof.

The surrounding atmosphere instantly condensed, and everyone's hearts swayed unconsciously.

On the golden beam, a golden figure suddenly appeared, swaying windingly, with a graceful and vigorous posture.

"dragon!"

Howard called out.

His copy ghost also screamed!

Yang Zimei saw clearly.

That figure with a figure like a snake, unicorn horns, and a fish-like tail is exactly the posture of the legendary dragon!

However, this dragon is not a physical dragon.

Just a golden phantom!

After the phantom golden dragon circled the room, it finally rushed towards the golden plate...

boom!

A very clear crash sounded.

Everyone's ears trembled.

Especially Huo Wenhua, who is an ordinary person, feels that his eardrums are about to be worn.

The dragon disappeared on the golden plate.

Yang Zimei stretched out his head to look at the golden plate, and was surprised to see that a golden dragon was actually engraved on the empty heart of the plate, and that gesture was exactly like the one he had just seen.

Could it be that the phantom came from here?

It's amazing!

She couldn't help but sigh!

She stretched out her fingers to touch the golden dragon.

Just like ordinary carving!

Yang Zimei reached out and touched the golden plate, and found that it moved.

Take it lightly, and this time the golden plate is easily held in your hand.

"Sister, what should I do with this? Do you keep it?"

Chi asked.

"Um."

Yang Zimei was naturally greedy for such a magical plate.

She looked around the plate carefully, except for the golden dragon and the peach wood sign, she couldn't find any other special places.

Therefore, he greedily put it into his storage ring.

"Sister, maybe we still have to get out of here."

Xiaoqian pointed to the black chaos.

Yang Zimei couldn't find where the door was, and felt that this should be the end.

"Master Yang, what about Wen Dong's body? Can I take it out?"

Huo Wenhua looked at his brother's body and asked anxiously.

Yang Zimei nodded, "Yes."

As a precaution, she still posted a small paper figure on the place where Huo Wendong's body stunned the eyes of the organ. Effect.

Huo Wenhua bent over and wanted to carry his brother's body on his back, but he was helpless because he was old and frail, and the body was quite heavy. After only taking two steps, he stumbled and became dizzy.

Yang Zimei reluctantly unloaded the corpse from him and threw it on the replica ghost.

The replicator didn't resist.

Because if Huo Wenhua is carrying it, it will not feel easy, it is better for it to carry it in person.

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