Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

The sun shines on the mountain, and the sky is getting brighter.

The clouds and mist that shrouded the trees gradually dispersed, and the cold mountains loomed in the white mist.

At this time, on the Yuanshan Mountain, the most desolate area of Lushi County, there were several ghost fire motorcycles playing the most dazzling national style, driving up a remote road all the way.

In addition to the huge engine sound of motorcycles, there is also a piece of music that is moved by men, women and children in the originally silent deep mountains:

"Who is singing~ Warming the loneliness~ The white clouds are still blue ~ Tears are drifting ~ In the ......"

At the same time as this song sounded, the birds in the woods were frightened and flew everywhere and chirped, and the squirrels holding pine nuts also fled in all directions and hurried up the trees.

The originally dead and desolate deep mountain forest suddenly became noisy and noisy.

"Boom, boom, boom-"

At this moment, a piercing roar suddenly sounded, and a motorcycle covered in One Piece Luffy pressed on one side when it turned a corner, and then began to speed at a rapid speed.

Suddenly, the wheels sped forward with the scattered stones.

Wu Ling sat in the back seat of the leader, holding the crossbar behind him, listening to the wind whistling in his ears, he couldn't help but cheer in his mouth:

"Wuhu! Yuanshan, we are coming!"

With his cheer, the engine of the motorcycle made a loud roar, and then the speed increased sharply.

Wu Ling felt that the small motorcycle under his buttocks was faster, and couldn't help shaking his head happily, and then turned his head to look behind him with a happy face.

The expression on his face was obscured by the helmet of the yellow duckling, but his voice revealed the atmosphere of youthful vitality, and he shouted happily:

"Haha brother is so fun, so exciting!"

Behind him, on the motorcycle covered with crayon new patterns.

Wu Xianzheng held the handrail behind him with one hand, and the fox helmet above his head with the other, his eyes quietly patrolled around, vigilantly remembering the surrounding environment in his heart.

Suddenly.

After he heard the words from Wu Ling in front of him, his gaze instantly retracted from the distant environment, and he passed over the young man wearing a spaceship helmet in front of him, and turned to look at his own child, who was shaking his head and was happy like a happy little Erha.

Although the familiar little face was obscured by the helmet, Wu Xian seemed to be able to see the happy and cheerful little face underneath through the yellow helmet.

When he saw the cute little duck helmet, the corners of Wu Xian's mouth that were covered by the fox helmet instantly raised.

When he saw that his child was not honest sitting in the car, he was swaying left and right like a little monkey jumping up and down, so he couldn't help but smile and shook his head, sighed lightly, and shouted:

"Don't twist your head, sit down, don't fall on yourself."

Although the stupid duckling was very lively, he nodded up and down, and raised his mouth obediently and skillfully:

"Oh, I know."

However, this seemingly well-behaved duckling revealed its rebellious nature after turning its head.

He stretched out his little finger and poked the man wearing the skull helmet in front of him, and the doggy leaned forward, and said happily:

"Dude, can we hurry up? I want to experience the feeling of flying!"

The young man's body that he poked paused, and then nodded.

A muffled voice came from the helmet, succinct and clear:

"Yes, hold on.

When Wu Ling heard this, he immediately grabbed the railing behind him, looked ahead with bright eyes, and waved his little finger:

"Rush!"

After his words fell, the motorcycle, which was driving on the twisted and muddy path, but still driving very smoothly, suddenly sped out like a bow off the string!

The thrill of galloping, the crazy speed that is not out of control, made Wu Ling can't help but experience the feeling that the whole person is like a free bird, about to fly.

He couldn't help cheering:

"Wuhu! It's so cool, haha!"

After the million-dollar Z900RS Kawasaki motorcycle quickly ran out, the ghost fire motorcycles behind also followed the queue and drove forward rapidly.

Motorcycles drive quickly and smoothly on the mountain paths, and all kinds of brilliant lights shine in the woods.

A moment later.

A few shrill "creak" brakes sounded, and a handsome Kawasaki Z900RS and seven miscellaneous brands of ghost fire motorcycles stopped in front of a ghostly four-story building.

The young man wearing the skull helmet looked back at the little yellow duck behind him, nodded lightly at him, and said lightly, "It's here." The

little yellow duck's helmet shook, and then a clean and smiling voice came from inside: "Ang, okay."

After this sound fell, the owner of the little yellow duck was not at all as stupid as the helmet painted, but jumped off the motorcycle with great skill.

After Wu Ling jumped down, he casually pulled the helmet on top of his head down, revealing his little face with a little sweat on the tip of his nose and red cheeks.

After he took off his helmet, he turned his head to look at the motorcycle behind him, and found that his brother had also jumped out of the car and bent his eyes, and shouted in a crisp voice:

"Brother!"

Wu Xian's voice came from behind, he didn't even have a buffer after getting out of the car, and walked directly towards Wu Ling, and the fox's helmet was also taken off by him and clamped in his arm.

Perhaps because it was a little stuffy, Wu Xian's slender fingers gently stroked the hair stained with a little fine sweat on his forehead, revealing smooth bangs and sharp eyebrows.

There was a dazzling ray of sunlight dappled under the gaps in the leaves, and the bright sunlight fell on his warm eyebrows and high nose.

Wu Ling saw his elder brother coming towards the light, just like a little fairy who had fallen into the mortal world

, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and his mouth couldn't help but praise: "Wow, brother, you are so handsome, it's like

a heavenly maiden descending to earth!" Wu Xian: "......"

He walked forward for a moment, slightly lowered his head and lifted his eyelids to look at his brother's big bright eyes as if he had seen a heavenly maiden descend to earth, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't stop wondering:

"Although I am very happy to be praised for being handsome, but is my brother's knowledge level really not taught by the physical education teacher? Is this analogy really reasonable?"

Wu Ling didn't know what his brother was thinking, he saw Wu Xian walking to his side, and twisted his little head.

Then he held the helmet with one hand, patted the shoulder of the young man in front of him with his other little paw, and showed two small white tiger teeth on his lips, and said with a smile:

"Thank you, buddy, hard work." The

young man shook his head, gently pointed to the teenagers behind him with the back of his black gloved hand, and said in a serious tone:

"You're welcome, you helped pay for the milk tea, and if you want to say thank you, we thank you."

Wu Ling listened to the young man's extremely serious voice, raised his eyebrows, and smiled at him:

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, but it's really troublesome for you to be troublesome, don't say much, anyway, we have also had a friendship with each other on a motorcycle, and if we can meet a few brothers next time, I will invite you to dinner with my brother." The

young man looked at the bright smile on his face, and then turned his head to look at the man on the right, although he was also smiling, but he was smiling very distantly.

He was silent for a while, and did not respond to Wu Ling's words, but pointed to the desolate building in front of

him, and reminded in a low voice: "If you are curious to come and explore after reading the posts on the Internet, I advise you to take a few photos at the door and leave quickly, because this place is not clean." "