Yizhen looked at Mary coldly: "You know too much. If you had just left, we wouldn't have made it difficult for you. But you insisted on wandering around in the mountains. We discussed it. You know too much, and it's not wise to let you go. It's better... let you stay here completely, so that no one will know this secret."
"Who are you? Why did you set your sights on this treasure? You set up camp here just to open the tomb, right? After spending several years, you finally opened it, right? My two friends have never come back, and they must have been trapped by you. We were stupid and didn't realize that there was something wrong with you. You have been pretending to be kind for too long, and I'm afraid you have even fooled yourselves, right?"
"Too much nonsense. Catch them." Yizhen said, and the monk behind him rushed in.
Mary fell flat on her face, thinking that she was doomed this time. She looked at Mason and saw that he had fallen behind, knowing that there was no chance of recovery today. She was thinking about how to escape this disaster, but she saw Jian Bingjun rushing in with murderous intent.
"Ah..." The little monk who was blocking the road was stabbed by Jian Bingjun's sword.
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