One person above Qing Huang Ting

Suffered, suffered!

Wu Xieyuan wanted to ignite the torch and throw it into the pile of corpses, but his foot slipped and his hand shook.
Before the torch was lit, it fell into the crowd of corpses.

Pan Zi wailed: "Oh, my God, you are not trying to kill me."

The fat man who just met and whose name is unknown, together with Pan Zi and Wu Xie, was surrounded by corpses.

The rubbing sound of finely broken carapaces was like a hacksaw, and it was like continuous rain. The fire that Pan Zi and Fatty ignited was extinguished bit by bit by the corpses.

A large piece of substantial dark silt engulfed the light of the fire, and bit by bit extinguished the hope in Wu Xie's heart.

The fat man in a one-piece tight mouse suit was also wailing: "It's over, it's over, the revolution hasn't succeeded yet, I'm going to fall here."

"Little Third Master, you will run away to the robbery hole above in a while, and I will find a way for you."

Pan Zi gritted his teeth, squeezed the shotgun with no ammunition in his hand, and was about to pounce on the group of corpse weeters, restrain the corpse weeters, and open a way for Wu Xie to survive.

Pan Zi is also a man of great righteousness. Wu Xie's third uncle, Wu Sansheng, once saved his life. It is all because of his third uncle that he has been able to enjoy such a rich life for so many years.

So now he is willing to risk his life to save the nephew that the third uncle valued to repay the kindness of the third uncle.

Seeing the flames flickering all around, the fire looked like a dying old man, and it was going to be extinguished in the next second.
Pan Zi had already tightened his muscles, aiming at the direction, ready to pounce on him before the corpses rushed up, paving a way for Wu Xie to survive with his body.

"Little third master, hurry up..."

Before the second half of the sentence was spoken, he was choked back by a wave of heat, and the flames rushed over like a tornado.

After staying in the dark tomb passage for too long, Pan Zi was suddenly stabbed by the fire, and Pan Zi's eyes were dazzled by the light, so he was forced to close his eyes.

When he felt the surrounding temperature drop, the feeling of roasting his face disappeared, the surroundings were as silent as night, the sound of the corpse moving disappeared, and he smelled a fragrance, he dared to open his eyes tentatively.

Fatty clapped the wolf-eye glare flashlight in his hand, and re-emitted the glare, piercing the darkness, revealing the surrounding situation under the light.

Most of the corpses covered the tomb walls and stone passages that were arrogant and domineering like thick fog in the mud were roasted crispy, and the wet and slippery moss on the wall was burned to green ashes. Sun-dried chicken feet.

Tattat, the sound of undisguised footsteps came from the other end of the tomb passage.

The fat man turned the flashlight subconsciously,
"It's not polite to shine a flashlight on someone."

The voice is very young, clear and clean, full of vigor and a smile, like the warm sun in spring, which is incompatible with this dark and damp tomb.

Has a shadow, can talk, is a living person.

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm really sorry, little comrade, just now my brothers were startled by these bedbugs, so I couldn't stick to my heart."

"May I ask this top Yuanliang, where did he divide the mountain armors (where did they rob the tomb? Where is the scope of their activities?), and how many Qiumen were dismantled?"

Wu Xie's heart moved, and he knew that the fat man was using Jiang Hu's incision to test the identity of the person on the other side.

This set of incisions is rarely used by modern people, because many tomb robbers have no inheritance and don't follow the rules, so it is gradually lost, even Pan Zi is confused.

On the contrary, Wu Xie liked to stay by Wu Laogou's side since he was a child, listening to him tell those stories about fighting against each other.

As the elder of the old nine sects, Wu Laogou has traveled all over the world and fought countless times. He has never met anything. He has also been taught a little bit by Jiang Hu's incision, so Wu Xie can hear the incision that Fatty Wang said.

"Lao Jiao's family moved firewood on the mountain and lit a fire on the mountain. (The handicraft of the Hu surnamed family),"

After a few words, the visitor had already approached, and Wu Xie realized that it was not one person, but two, a man and a woman, but the girl's footsteps were too light, and no one could notice her.

Wu Xie looked at a man and a woman who came strolling in the courtyard, and there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

He originally thought that Poker Ping was already the best-looking little boy he had ever seen, but he didn't expect that not long after they separated, he would meet a pair of beautiful people. None of the male and female protagonists who have watched TV dramas have temperament surpassed them.

Especially their skins are like flawless gems.

Is the competition in the industry so intense now?There is a stuffy oil bottle in the front, and there is this man and woman of unknown origin in the back. His looks can be mixed in the entertainment industry, and he is wearing fashionable clothes that are expensive at first glance.

Wu Xie was having fun, but then he felt someone stepping on the soles of his feet wearing hiking boots.

It was Pan Zi who stepped on him.

Wu Xie remained calm, but saw Pan Zi staring intently at the pair of golden boys and girls opposite, Pan Zi held the shotgun upside down, using the shotgun with no bullets as a war hammer,
Seeing this, he also looked at the visitor again.

Although Wu Xie was not as experienced as Pan Zi, he was very smart. After a closer look, he also noticed something was wrong.

The two people on the opposite side looked as clean as if they were walking in the park. You must know that they were cold and stuffy, and they were covered in dust when they drilled into the grave.

How did these two people keep their clothes clean?It can't be through the gate of this tomb, right?

Wu Xie also widened her eyes nervously, her thighs were so tense that it hurt a little.

The fat man also noticed something was wrong, and said tremblingly: "Brother, you set such a big fire just now, why didn't you see the flamethrower in your hand? It's not a good idea to throw it away, and it's not a good idea if the cop finds it." gone."

"It doesn't matter, no one in this world recognizes me anyway."

The fat man trembled more and more, and subconsciously touched the golden talisman hanging around his neck with his left hand, which is said to be able to ward off evil spirits: "Brother, you are joking, how could there be someone that no one in the world knows."

"People have been dead for a long time, so no one recognizes them?" Hu Xiuwu looked at Wang Kaixuan's chubby face, and always wanted to tease him, but his words were deliberately vague to make people misunderstand.

Fatty Wang is also called Wang Yueban. From his body shape and name, one can also guess whose character Da Jinya referred to when writing the book.

Pan Zi said coldly, "My friend, let's figure out whether it's a human or a ghost."

After a long narrow escape from death, Pan Zi was already a desperado, but when it comes to this, he is not afraid anymore.

If it's a meat dumpling, let the black donkey's hooves on his back light up; if a living person pretends to be a ghost, then don't blame Master Pan for the hard butt of his gun.

"You are Pan Zi, you are indeed a tough guy." When Hu Xiuwu read the book, he admired Pan Zi's character very much.

Pan Zi frowned: "You know me. Then you should also know that I work for the third master of the Wu family."

To be able to know him, he should be a living person, and the name of the Wu family of the old nine sects can also shock Xiaoxiao.

"Yeah, Wu Sansheng reconciled with Lianhuan, of course I know." Hu Xiuwu responded casually to Pan Zi, but his eyes turned to the dark hole behind Wu Xie,
"Zhang Qiling, come out, I saw you."

Wu Xie turned her head fiercely, and really saw Poker Bottle holding a black gold ancient knife,

Poker bottle, like the very few corpses that survived the fire, seemed to have seen some kind of natural enemy.

Boyouping, who can make a thousand-year-old female puppet kneel down, is so afraid of this person in front of him. I'm afraid this person is not at the same level as the thousand-year-old rice dumpling in the front room!
The famous scene where the Iron Triangle met for the first time,

After feeling a sigh in his heart, Hu Xiuwu asked Zhang Qiling a question: "Zhang Qiling, is my ghost seal with you?"