Immortal wife above: Qingshao, come here!

Chapter 39
At the same time of rescue, he did not forget to put the Nine-turn Lingzhu into his pocket, combining the angle and speed without anyone noticing.

"Are you alright?" Yan Budi asked in concern after taking him to a safe area.

"Miss Yan."

"Miss Yan?"

At the same time, two shocking voices sounded from the opposite side.

The affirmative sentence is from Zhan Ziyi, and the interrogative sentence is from Fei Qingming.

But Wu Qinghua, who was said to be no match for concern, did not respond.

Yan Budi didn't respond to the two of them, because the attack from Fei Zong came again.

"You know her?" Fei Qingming chose to ask Zhan Ziyi.

"You know her too?" Zhan Zi also asked Fei Qingming.

"Now doesn't seem like the time to care about this issue, does it?" Wu Qinghua stood leisurely behind Yan Budi, with one hand in his pocket, scanning the two people opposite him.

But now is not the time to chat!Invincible, while defending against Fei Zong's attack, he turned to Wu behind him and said, "Mr. Wu, stop chatting, take them out first, and leave it to me here."

"..." Things are drawn.He—seems to be underestimated!

At this time, the other team members in the ear room also ran over, and when they saw what they were saying, they hurriedly echoed, "Yes! Yes! Let's go out first!" A few more timid team members were already frightened to the point of death. Out of the body, all stick to Zhan Ziyi's side.

Longhushan people, let them have a sense of security.

But my heart is still broken, saying that you have the ability to fight monsters, we are indeed ordinary people!These zombies are here, God knows if there will be more popping up, can you send us out first and then talk? ? ?

Fei Qingming couldn't see that Yan was invincible and being bullied, so he looked at Zhan Ziyi and said, "Friends from Longhushan, why don't you take them out first! I'm here to help Miss Yan."

The archaeologists nodded again and again, yes yes yes, first go first.

Yan Budi glanced at Fei Qingming, and nodded. With the ability to fly stiff, she really can't retreat by herself now.

There was a strange brilliance in Wu Qinghua's eyes, observing Yan Wudi's alternative attack method, the corners of his mouth curled up, as if he had confirmed something.

Zhan Zi also glanced at Wu Qinghua who was a few steps behind Yan Budi, saw the other party nodded, and immediately led a group of people out.

It's not that this group of archaeological teams are squeamish, but that in this labyrinth, if they act recklessly and without authorization, they will harm themselves instead.

What is commendable is that these team members who often go to the tomb for archaeology have a stronger psychological endurance than ordinary people, at least none of them fainted from fright.

This relieved a lot of trouble for Yan Budi and the others.

Seeing that Zhan Ziyi was almost invisible, Wu Qinghua hadn't left yet, so he hurriedly urged: "Mr. Wu, why haven't you left yet?! I know you are a brave man, but you are not alone Ordinary people can resist, so you should hurry up and let them go out! If this flying zombie wakes up those 7 boys, everyone will not want to go out."

Fei Qingming agreed: "Miss Yan is right, Mr. Wu, please get out as soon as possible!"

Wu Qinghua didn't respond, but looked at Fei Qingming and Yan Budi, and then at Fei Zang, who had already appeared in defeat, and immediately said, "Okay, see you in 10 minutes."

Yan Budi looked at Wu Qinghua who turned into the corridor, turned his head and said to Fei Qingming who was busy: "Qingming, you go and destroy the corpses in the seven ear chambers, I will restrain the flying zombies, remember to be fast , don’t let the child’s corpse have a chance to cheat.”

Fei Qingming suddenly felt reasonable, and decisively stopped the corpse trap he was setting up, and said, "Okay, don't worry!"

In the next second, Fei Qingming came to the nearest ear room, opened the coffin lid roughly, took out the talisman, and stuck it on the forehead of the child's corpse, and then went to the next room at a very fast speed, and every second counted, until the seventh coffin was pasted. over.

(End of this chapter)