Tomb Raiders: I'm Really a Fortune Teller

Chapter 173?

Chang Shude and Chang Shuyuan were two brothers. After all, these two people belonged to the corpse faction, and they still had some skills. Under the circumstance that Mo Zifan opened the way, the two of them could still protect themselves.

As for the little witch, there is no need to worry. If she goes all out, her lethality will not be much weaker than Mo Zifan.

Now that the black long spear is used, Mo Zifan............ thinks that this long spear is also a good weapon.

However, Mo Zifan was not envious either, because he knew that his own Hei Lin Xuan heavy stick was not only in the form of a stick.

If you get a complete Hei Lin Xuan heavy stick, you can also change it into a gun, umbrella and other weapons.

Of course, whether it can be transformed into other weapons, Mo Zifan does not know.

After all, he only has half of the Hei Lin Xuan heavy stick in his hand, and he has never seen the real Hei Lin Xuan heavy stick before, so he can only speculate from the half of the Hei Lin Xuan heavy stick in his hand.

These mummified corpses were continuously killed under Mo Zifan's attack, and as the number of mummified corpses continued to decrease, several people were considered safe.

When all the mummified corpses here were executed, Mo Zifan felt a little unbalanced in his heart.

The two teams in the front are big bosses. They didn't open the seven-star doubt coffin and Mo Zifan admitted it. After all, there are experts from the four factions, and it is reasonable to have a relatively strong judgment ability. Snake cypress, Mo Zifan also recognized it. After all, there is a mark of hair mound, and the mark of hair mound is originally...no taboo.

But here, these mummy corpses were not touched, which made Mo Zifan very depressed, what kind of immortal boss.

However, the depression turned into depression. Overall, this was a good thing for Mo Zifan.

Because of killing so many grudge mummies this time, Mo Zifan's energy points increased by [-].

So many energy points, no matter what....

Whether it is to improve the body or the soul, there can be a good improvement.

This time, dealing with so many mummified corpses, everyone was a little tired and sat on the round platform of the tomb to rest.

"I said how the people in the front did it, why didn't they touch these mummies?"

Fatty Wang was a carefree man, and he said anything directly.

"My father has gathered the top masters of the four tomb robbers. Although the little eighth master is strong, he is still too young, and it is reasonable to be a little inferior in the mechanism formation."

Yu Changge took the initiative to speak out. After all, Mo Zifan was the one who led the team. Mo Zifan had a great responsibility for triggering these things.

What Yu Changge said was naturally that he didn't want Mo Zifan to blame himself.

"That's right, Little Eighth Master, don't feel guilty. Your ability can surpass those... top tomb robbers in five years at most, no, three years at most."

Chang Feng, Mo Zifan's exclusive flatterer, also spoke at this time, "Also, in terms of hard-core strength, Little Eighth Master, your hard-core strength can crush those... master tomb robbers. "

Uncle Wu, who was disguised as Lianhuan, saw Yu Changge and Chang Feng support Mo Zifan like this, and could not help frowning.

He knows that the mentality of young people is very important. If you often listen to such touts, you are likely to lose yourself.

If it was someone else, Xie Lianhuan naturally wouldn't say anything, but after all, he was Qi Tiezui's apprentice.

Qi Tiezui reconciled with Xie Lianhuan's father, Xie Jiuye, who was affectionate and rational, and Xie Lianhuan didn't want Mo Zifan to lose himself.

"Little Eighth Master, your originality is very strong, but you still have to look at your achievements in a correct way. You can't forget your original intention just because others are flattering."

Xie Lianhuan's words were almost... said to Chang Feng, after all, everyone present knew that... Chang Feng was always touting Mo Zifan.

Chang Feng naturally also heard the meaning of understanding the serial words, if it were other times, he would definitely be angry, but this time, Chang Feng did not.

Instead, he said with a smile: "Little Eighth Master, I agree with what Brother Wu said on this point. Of course, what I said earlier is also from the bottom of my heart, and it is definitely not bragging."

Mo Zifan didn't think so much. After everyone rested, Mo Zifan said, "Let's move on!"

Yu Changge didn't do anything, and he was very anxious to get in, so he followed Mo Zifan and stood up.

Mo Zifan was still leading the team, and everyone continued to move forward.

Entering the tomb passage in front, the silver-white corpse wax footprints reappeared.

Because this time there was a fork in the tomb passage ahead, and the silver-white corpse wax footprints appeared in the tomb passage on the left.

Everyone did not speak, watching Mo Zifan's decision.

Having already arrived here, Mo Zifan naturally had no other choice. He followed the left tomb passage with the footprints of corpse wax and entered it.

At the end of the tomb passage on the left is a stone gate, which has also been opened.

Several people entered the stone gate, and the scene behind the stone gate made everyone feel a little surprised.

Because there is an altar in the center of this circular tomb, and there is a cross in the center of the altar.

There is a man nailed to the cross.

That's right, it's... hands and feet nailed to the cross with long nails.

Seeing this scene, everyone's faces were a little ugly, because it was an old man who was nailed to the cross.

After seeing the man nailed to the cross, Yu Changge's face showed grief.

"Father, father, you died so miserably."

Yu Changge's words also confirmed Mo Zifan's guess that the old man who was nailed to the cross was... Yu Changge's father.

The grief Yu Changge is showing now is also true. It seems that he is not a person who is purely greedy, and he still has some feelings for his father.

"Who the hell killed you."