Simulated Archeology: Start Digging Ancestral Graves, You Can Really Punish

Chapter 87: Memories of Pheasant Neck

"When did these pheasant necks come?"

Liu Lang asked curiously.

Chen Yulou looked at Liu Lang and replied, "After you jumped down, these things came out shortly after. I don't know if they were attracted by the noise."

"Ok?"

Liu Lang didn't listen to what Chen Yulou said behind him, but suddenly remembered what brother Zhang said just now - "It's too late, we were discovered"

Could what he said have something to do with the appearance of these pheasant necks?

Liu Lang couldn't help frowning.

However, the situation at this time did not allow him to think about so many things.

Now that the water valve below has not been opened, I have to delay enough time for Brother Zhang.

Only in this way can you get out alive.

He put down the ancient black gold knife.

He quickly chopped off the neck of a pheasant.

The dead body of the pheasant's neck was still wriggling while separating and bleeding out.

【I go!These snakes again! 】

【What's the situation? How did these red snakes come here? 】

[Could it have been attracted by Brother Zhang's actions before? 】

[There is this possibility. 】

[Don't worry about it so much, brother Zhang and Liu Lang went underwater to find a way out just now?Why did Liu Lang come back alone? 】

【should be!So the current situation should be to let Liu Lang stand up to the necks of these pheasants! 】

[But, fuck, are there too many snakes?How to top it!Don't forget those black-haired snakes in the fourth heaven! 】

[No, is there an ace team?With Brother Zhang's skills, it shouldn't take long! 】

[I hope, don't do archaeology, I was excavated by others here! 】

A dense sea of ​​red snakes.

Quickly drilled from the bottom of the previous bronze tree.

Liu Lang stood in the front with a black gold ancient knife.

And the ace team used guns to fire on the side to cover,

Under cover of fire.

Those pheasant necks pouring in from under the ancient bronze tree, although there are enough.

But it is not possible to get close to the archaeologists for half a point.

"That's it?"

Fatty Wang became a little pretentious.

"Just relying on you red bamboo sticks, you still want to eat the divine sculpture on your fat grandpa?"

He picked up the weapon in his hand and winked at the necks of those pheasants.

In the next second,

A pheasant bit its neck towards him.

Fatty Wang was so frightened that he called for help.

Fortunately, Liu Lang cut it down in time.

Although funny,

But don't tell me, from a certain point of view, this person really has a bit of a contemporary "Chaplin".

But third uncle's eyes are shining!

Because in the process, he had a panoramic view of Liu Lang's movements.

But for a while, he couldn't tell whether it was the ace team that killed more pheasant necks with advanced real guys.

Liu Lang killed more pheasant necks with the black sword in his hand!

"Clap clap clap..."

The sound of bullets in the secret room has obviously weakened.

This forced Liu Lang to draw his sword a little faster.

He frowned, and in the few microseconds he had, he glanced at the ace team.

"Captain, the bullets are almost used up!" said a member of the ace team.

Captain Cheng Long's face was a little ugly.

"Probably, how long can it last?"

Team, the team members look ugly.

"10 minutes."

"How long?"

"Maybe only 1 minute!"

Cheng Long, the leader of the ace team, looked ugly, and then turned to look at Liu Lang.

"Little brother, I saw that you used to push back under the bronze tree before, can you try it now?"

Liu Lang didn't reply.

But in his spare time, he gently cut his wrist with the ancient black gold knife.

The fresh blood flowing on Liu Lang's body immediately flowed out from under the black gold ancient knife.

Let your own blood draw a line in front of the glass door.

But whether it is useful to deal with these things, Liu Lang is not sure.

Because the blood flowing on his body is not unicorn blood.

It's the ordinary blood of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

It was only those humanoid white monsters that forced back before.

The neck of the pheasant and the carcass are very likely to smell the unicorn blood on Brother Zhang's body, so they are afraid and dare not move forward!

"Clap clap..."

At this moment, the sound of misfiring came from the guns of the members of the ace team!

Everyone's eyes unconsciously turned to Liu Lang's side!

Because if this trick is useless!

Then everyone at the scene may really die from this!

【Fuck, is this useful at all! 】

[I don’t know, but if it’s useless, the archaeologists will be finished! 】

[Damn it, the bullets are gone at this time, otherwise, if you hold on for a while, Brother Zhang must have found a way out! 】

[No way, the previous bullets were consumed too much... No one thought that there are so many traps in the tomb of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty! 】

[Should, it will be useful. Didn't the two of them use this trick before? 】

[Look... the pheasant's neck has stopped! 】

[I'm going, I'm scared to death! 】

The originally uneasy heart in the Tiger Shark live broadcast room gradually returned to normal.

The archaeologists at the scene also breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm going, I thought, I really have to explain here..."

Fatty Wang gasped.

Obviously, he was taken aback by hearing that the trump card team suddenly ran out of bullets in their guns.

Available in the next second.

He had to spit out the breath he took out again!

because!

Those pheasant necks crawled vigilantly along the blood line for a few seconds.

Suddenly, a swarm of bees rushed in towards the glass door.

Moreover, judging from the snake letters spit out from their mouths, they are even crazier than before!

Now, the archaeologists are really panicking!

Because the back is closed, spending time here is waiting to be caught by those pheasant neck jars.

But there is only one waterway at the exit that was smashed open by Brother Zhang.

But when a snake encounters water, doesn't it die faster?

"What should we do now?"

Uncle San panicked!

But at this moment, Liu Lang was helpless.

I had no choice but to focus on the water hole that Brother Zhang smashed open.

"Go to Brother Zhang..."

Liu Lang gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

Alone keep those pheasant necks out of the door.