Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

After the words fell, the stone gate shook and opened in front of their eyes.

If someone else came here by mistake, it would be futile to not be able to open this door without the blood of the Leng family.

Ximen Longting turned his head to look at a corpse in the stone room, holding a gold bag in his hand.

Judging by the attire, you can tell that it is Master Leng's personal waiter.

It is estimated that he knew a lot of inside information. After Master Leng passed away, he wanted to escape from the ancient tomb.

He knew that the trap was on the stone slab, and he had to kneel down to open it. Although he got here as he wished, he couldn't open the stone door and was trapped to death here.

"Still stunned? Come out!" Leng Lintian's voice suddenly exploded.

Ximen Longting raised his long legs and walked out, Shimen sank behind them.

Leng Lintian picked up a handkerchief and wiped the blood on his hands: "I'm so glad you didn't cripple both of my hands."

"..."

Otherwise, if you encounter the situation just now, you can only wait to die.

Leng Lintian lifted his lips sarcastically: "Follow closely, let's go!"

Ximen Longting's equipment was left in the tomb, and now he has nothing on him, so he can only follow behind Leng Lintian.

"Is there a flashlight for me?"

"Gone."

Moreover, the light of the flashlight is relatively weak, not as bright as before. The battery is depleted, and I don't know how long it can last.

Ximen Longting walked beside Leng Lintian, and said ironically, "Old man Leng really played a good game of chess."

"..."

"If the descendants of the Leng family break in by mistake, they must be filial to find their way out."

If he didn't kneel down to Master Leng, wouldn't he even have to get rid of his own descendants?

"I'm curious, isn't he afraid that the old man Ximen will coerce you to go down to the ancient tomb together?"

The corner of Leng Lintian's mouth turned scarlet: "I'm also worried about this issue."

Ximen Longting began to want to curse in his heart...

With Master Leng's scheming, it is impossible to let them go so easily.

If this road was only designed for his descendants, how could Ximen Longting, a man with a foreign surname—especially the descendants of Ximen Fenglie, let him escape in vain?

The road ahead is a dark and deep hole.

Ximen Longting's premonition is getting stronger and stronger.

"Leng Lintian, give me all the weapons on your body, do you still have bullets in the pistol?"

"..."

"Maybe you ran away easily in a while." Ximen Longting touched his body a few times without politeness, and pulled out a gun.

Leng Lintian was quite surprised——

He was covered in pockets, and Ximen Longting could tell where his pistol was.

Leng Lintian was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice, "I still have a few crackers in my boots, which are quite powerful."

"...I won't touch your stinky feet, bring them to me yourself."

Ximen Longting had a tone of "I want your weapons to give you a big face".

Leng Lintian stopped in his tracks, bent down and took out a flat box from his boots.

Ximen Longting opened it, and saw several shells that were a little bigger than glass marbles, with lead wires.

"so small?"

"The power is not low." Leng Lintian said indifferently, "But don't use it until it's an emergency."

I don't know what's in this ancient tomb. If the front road is accidentally blown up, or the mechanism is blown up, it will be a dead end.

Ximen Longting stuffed the shell box, continued to take out useful things in Leng Lintian's pocket, and equipped himself one by one.

"If you escape, tell Jing Jiaren and wait for me."

Leng Lintian: "..."

Leng Lintian: "Follow me closely, I won't leave you behind."