I don’t know how long it took for the door shaft to be oiled. The squeaking sound when it was pushed open seemed very harsh in the middle of the night, making the hero’s scalp numb.

The yard is not big, with only a three-story pavilion in the middle, which looks very empty.

"The entrance to the treasure house is on the third floor." Su Yanyan said.

Why is the entrance on the third floor, not the treasure house on the third floor?

The hero is strange, but he didn't ask, because he felt that he would definitely get a very unexpected answer.

He had already complained tonight.

He silently touched the front of the pavilion, and the main door was not locked. The hero tried to push it down and the door opened.

It's such a joke... I won't complain, I will never complain anymore.

When you flash into the door, you can blur the rows of bookshelves and various classics filled with them with moonlight outside.

The library is very quiet, with the strong fragrance of ink and the smell of aged paper floating in the air.

When he arrived at the stairs, he tried to step on it. Fortunately, although the wooden stairs were difficult to avoid creaking, they could basically be ignored as long as they were careful enough.

Step by step, like a devil... Cough cough, he went up all the way, but only at level 20 or 30. He walked for a short ten minutes, but his body was not very tired, but his spirit was already a little tired due to tension.

Why do I come here to make trouble with the stupid goddess? My mind is really in the air.

After quietly touching the stairs leading to the third floor, Su Yanyan spoke again: "Note that if the tradition of the school has not changed, the two rotating students should be behind the screen in the northeast corner of the third floor, and there are only two rows of bookshelves between them."

"Where is the treasure house?" The hero finally couldn't help asking.

“In the underground of the Library.”

"Land...why should we go to the third floor?"

"The treasure house has no gate. If you want to enter, you can only pass through a teleportation array, and that array is on the third floor."

So that's the case. It seems that the Academy doesn't care about the treasure house at all, and the anti-theft methods are quite strict.

No, it’s a damn student who knows it’s not a secret at all. That magic circle is just a blind man who is a waste of wax!

The hero just complained, and his previous decision was naturally invalidated.

Because the "technology" of formation has been lost in Middle-earth, the Academy is definitely a historical legacy. If it is not used in a more important place, it is actually used as a gate that everyone knows. Should the Academy be fearless? Or should the child who makes a fortune by making a fortune seriously?

Once again, he tightened his body and carefully went up to the third floor. The hero heard the breathing of the two people at the entrance of the stairs.

His breathing was very even, and it was obvious that the two students who were on the charge of guarding the treasure house had already been very dedicated to playing chess with Mr. Zhou.

Bypassing a row of bookshelfs, the distance was enough. The hero stopped and reached out toward the northeast corner. This time he didn't say anything about death.

The two students slept even harder, the hero breathed and began to move to relax his always tense body.

Su Yanyan appeared in front of him, bent his eyes, then walked to the screen located in the northeast corner, and approached and observed carefully.

There are four screens in total, and each one is painted with a beauty.

They either look at the moon with their swords on their backs, embroider their heads, waving their fan to chase butterflies, or pity themselves in the mirror. The simple strokes clearly depict the four personalities of coldness, tranquility, liveliness and sorrow. They are exquisite and lifelike, and are definitely the work of famous artists.

What do idiot goddesses look at these beauties?

The hero opened his mouth and was about to ask, when he saw Su Yanyan suddenly stretching out his fingers and tweaking hard on the chests of the four beauties.

Only then did he notice that there was a pendant hanging on the clothes on the front of the four beauties, each painted with a colorful gem, which was as big as a sesame seed, which was easy to ignore if you didn't look carefully.

The next moment, the four beauties suddenly burst out with light, not dazzling, but soft and warm light.

I'll pull it! I'll open the magic circle and poke the beautiful woman's breasts. How naughty was the guy who set up this magic circle back then?

Well, Su Yanyan’s father must have tried it, it’s also vulgar enough. How can such a person be worthy of my mother? Bah!

Gradually, the light condensed into a ball and began to rotate. Su Yanyan pulled the hero over with a hand, and then the two disappeared out of thin air, and the light dimmed.

I don't know how long it took.

"You...have you held enough?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, you pulled me suddenly and didn't stand firmly. You definitely didn't want to take advantage of you on purpose."

"I know, but you almost suffocated me. Your breasts are so annoying."

"hehe……"

Amid the dry laughter, a cluster of flames lit up. Su Yanyan shook the fire and the hero had also recovered from his manhood.

What caught the eye of the two was a huge stone chamber. There were not many things placed inside. Apart from the several stone platforms and seven or eight rows of ancient shelves, there were only one wooden box placed against the wall on both sides.

The hero was sure again that the Academy really didn't care about the so-called treasure at all.

It is very consistent with the positioning of a higher education institution.

The air in the stone room is not dirty, and the exposed skin can feel a little coolness. Obviously, there is a passage here to ventilate with the outside world.

Su Yanyan lit the candlestick on the wall, extinguished the fire stick, and walked straight toward the innermost point. The hero naturally followed.

When she arrived at a four-foot-high stone platform, the girl opened the small wooden box on it, took out something with both hands, and showed it to the hero with a smile.

"This is Kui Jia. If you wear it, even if a master of seventh and eighth grades takes a knife and chops you, you will be unharmed."

The hero looked closely and saw what Kuijia? The name was so mysterious, it was just a leather vest? And it was also earth-brown, so it was ugly and ugly, which seriously did not conform to his fashion aesthetics.

He took it and pulled it, and he curled his lips and asked, "Can you block the true energy of the seventh and eighth-grade masters?"

Su Yanyan's smile instantly froze: "Uh... it shouldn't. The four or five ranks are almost the same."

"In other words, I put on it to welcome the sword of the seventh and eighth grade masters, and my skin was unharmed, but I would still die due to my meridians breaking or my internal organs breaking."

Su Yanyan jumped on his forehead: "At least, he can resist the white tiger's sharp claws for you."

"Be more rigorous, you are the white tiger claws of the middle and lower grades. High-grade alien beasts can also practice."

The girl finally got angry and raised her legs and stepped on him hard: "Can't you just say thank you to your aunt?"

"Yes, yes, thank you for taking the opportunity to steal this treasure armor that can only be blocked. I am so moved that I am so moved!"

The hero was jumping with his feet in his arms and speaking sarcastically. Su Yanyan was so annoyed that he raised his hand and wanted to hit him. He hid back and accidentally touched something on his back. He felt as if he was electrocuted, and suddenly he froze there.

Behind him was the most closest stone platform in the stone room. There was no box on the platform, only a wooden knife holder, and a knife was placed on the knife holder.
Chapter completed!