Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

The black hole was at the corner between the wall and the ceiling, and it was dark inside, like a black cloud rolling inside.

"When is there a hole here?" Wu

Ling was a little puzzled in his heart, and unconsciously picked up the flashlight and shot it there.

But his flashlight had just been raised, and it hadn't yet reached the black hole.

Suddenly,

a large mass of ink-like stuff came straight out of the hole.

"I'll go, what is this?!"

Wu Ling's pupils shrank, and he reacted very quickly and took a few steps back, turning around sharply to avoid the black ink.

But before he could get his footing.

Suddenly, his ankle tightened, followed by a pain in his calf.

Wu Ling hurriedly looked down and found that his calves were actually wrapped with black threads like hair at some point.

The black silk kept crawling up his ankles, wrapping around his legs.

Wu Ling only felt a pain in his thighs, followed by a cold and sticky body, and his legs were heavy and numb as if they had been injected with anesthetic.

This crispy and numb feeling is like the feeling of being bitten by Wu Ling when he was playing in the mountains in his previous life, but he accidentally stepped on a poisonous snake disguised as a stick.

"I'll go, this thing won't be poisonous or bacterial, right?" he

stomped his foot vigorously as he looked at the black silk that kept spreading up on his leg, trying to pull it out.

But the black thread like hair stuck to his leg like glue, and he couldn't break free at all.

At the same time, those things actually poured into his body in an instant, and wrapped around his abdomen and chest.

When Wu Ling felt that these things kept drilling, his wrist was forced, and he hurriedly grabbed these black hairs that looked like tentacles.

Then wrap it around your wrist a few times to avoid it crawling on your face.

He looked at the black hair on his wrist like a small snake, and couldn't help but blow up his scalp, and was surprised:

"I'll go, so much hair, will it still move?!Is there a combination of Rapunzel and Medusa living in it?"

"But now these Disney princesses have such a wide hunting area?

Wu Ling looked at the hair in his hand that kept writhing like maggots, and dragged it with surprise on his face, wanting to throw them down.

But these hairs seemed to have independent thoughts, and the more Wu Ling struggled, the tighter they tightened.

Wu Ling's exposed skin was even strained by these hairs with faint red marks.

Hair was curling around his arms, some of which had even slipped from his wrists into his clothes.

Wu Ling felt the itching coming from his waist, and his face turned dark.

Just as he was about to grit his teeth and wrap all the hair around his wrists, he suddenly felt a bad wind blow on his back.

He immediately realized that there might be someone behind him, and quickly turned his head and glanced behind him.

But I saw only a 'man' with a thin body and abscesses all over his body, hunched over his back, standing behind him condescendingly.

Wu Ling swept the corner of his eye to the bloody blur on the shoulder of this 'person', which seemed to have been pierced by a sharp blade, and the big shoe print on the clothes on his chest.

He couldn't help but twitch his mouth, and sighed in his heart:

"Good guy, the road is narrow, I said that this thing ran so fast just now, it seems that the hole in this wall was smashed out by it, this thing is quite fine, and it actually knows how to move rescuers." At

this moment, the man behind him seemed to realize that he had been discovered.

It suddenly roared directly in its mouth, its body flashed, and it quickly attacked Wu Ling, and the sharp claws in its hand stabbed straight into the back of his heart.

This move was so powerful that even the claws slashed through the air with a slight sound of breaking through the air.

If he is stabbed this time, it is estimated that Wu Ling will not have to worry about whether there are bacteria in the hair on his body.

He was able to join the Paradise Lifetime Tourist Party.

Wu Ling listened to the sound of breaking the air in his ears, and his mouth 'tsk', and the momentum of his whole body changed slightly.

He moved his wrist, which was wrapped in hair, and with a bend he dodged the man's swift attack, and then kicked it to its knee with a quick kick.

With this kick, Wu Ling used his dead strength to directly kick the man to the ground, and he was about to smash it into the neck with his fist.

However, just as his fist was about to touch the neck of the fist man, he suddenly heard a woman's somewhat complaining voice in his ears:

"Lang Jun, why don't you look at me?"

"Damn, what sound?"

This sudden sound frightened Wu Ling's hand and hurriedly turned around.

But at this moment, the man who had fallen to the ground suddenly burst out, roared in his mouth, and stabbed straight into Wu Ling's chest with sharp claws.

Seeing that the sharp claws were about to pierce Wu Ling's skin.

Just between the lightning and the fire, a big hand grabbed Wu Ling's wrist and pulled him into his arms.

Wu Xian hugged Wu Ling's shoulder, and the dagger in his hand stabbed straight at the sharp claw.

"Bang-"

The silver-gray dagger blocked the man's sharp claws in an instant.

The two collided, and a spark was sparked, and the dazzling fire was very obvious in the dark basement.

Through this short and dazzling firelight, Wu Ling's eyes locked on the familiar face in front of him, and his heart moved slightly: "Brother." "

Hmm.

Wu slanted his eyes and looked him up and down a few times, and when he found that he was not injured, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He put his hand around Wu Ling's shoulder, and the dagger in his hand flashed directly into the chest of the man who was stabbed.

With the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh, Wu Xian's face was splashed with a few drops of black blood.

And the man who was covered with abscesses was directly killed with a knife.

Wu Xian's series of actions were extremely clean and neat, from blocking the knife to killing, the whole took less than a second.

Wu Ling looked at the scene in front of him, and his mouth opened into a small O-shape in surprise.

If it weren't for the fact that his hands were tightly wrapped in his hair at this time, he would even want to give his old brother a chirp.

His brother is simply the most diao! Wow! This is too powerful!

No man can refuse a hero who can play with knives and save himself.

The most important thing is that this hero is still his brother and idol.

Wu Ling looked at his elder brother with admiration on his face, his big eyes were shining, and they seemed to be full of stars.

After Wu Xian solved the fistula, the dagger in his hand quickly flipped and quickly cut at Wu Ling's hair.

But I don't know why, this is a dagger that is so sharp that it can instantly turn into a carcass.

In the face of soft hair, it is as if a ball of soft cotton has been chopped.

However, although these hairs are difficult to break, they have also been cut with some traces by Wu Xian's knife.

Wu Ling took this opportunity to flick his wrist directly and broke free directly.

He shook off the remaining hair on his body, and was pulled back several steps by Wu obliquely.

Wu slanted's eyes fell on his wrist that was strangled by hair, his brows frowned, his hand didn't dare to be forced, he touched it gently, his eyes were distressed:

"Does it hurt?"

Wu Ling also glanced at the red marks on his wrist, and when he saw that the skin on his wrist was cut out of some blood marks,

he shook his head disapprovingly.

"It's fine, it doesn't hurt.

He casually wiped a little blood stain on his wrist, looked up at his brother, and praised with bright eyes

: "Brother, you are so handsome just now! That set of actions is so cool, especially that horizontal leg, it's so handsome!

," Wu Xian heard Wu Lingsheng's lively voice at this time, his brows were slightly loose, and he reached out and pinched his fingertips:

"If you want to learn, my brother will teach you later, but now you have to solve them first." As

he spoke, Wu slanted out his hand and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his face, looking up at the hair that had almost covered the entire ceiling in just a few seconds.

Wu Ling also glanced up at the dense hair on the top of his head.

He shook his shoulders, and for the first time he knew as if he had some kind of dense phobia in his body.

"Brother, what is this?"

Wu Xuan's eyes behind the lenses were slightly dark, and he said in a very soft voice:

"Forbidden woman."

Wu Ling blinked when he heard this, and he sighed in his heart.

Although he had doubts in his heart before, he still felt a little incredible when it was confirmed by his own brother.

This forbidden woman is too ugly, just like a kiwi fruit.

He opened his mouth, and was about to speak, when he suddenly heard some rustling sounds overhead.

In the originally dark cave, a large amount of hair suddenly gushed out, and it struck at the two of them.

Wu Ling's pupils shrank, and he instinctively took a step back, a little surprised in his heart.

What a scene in front of me.

The hair covered in the sky swept in like ink, and the pervasive strands of hair kept rolling.

Suddenly, Wu Ling's neck itched.

It was as if something slippery had dropped straight from the back of his head.

He swallowed and glanced up at the ceiling above him with his flashlight.

When he saw the scene above, Wu Ling's pupils shrank instantly, and he held back a sentence in his mouth: "I'm damned." A

large clump of fishy hair hung down from the ceiling to his shoulders.

When Wu Ling looked up, his gaze happened to fall on the pale and gloomy face that was hiding in the pitch-black hair.

This face is especially terrifying, I don't know if it has been burned by fire, its face is covered with hideous scars and yellow oil tissue under the skin, it looks like a hideous-looking carrion corpse.

At this time, this forbidden woman was staring at Wu Ling with resentment and greed in her eyes.

Wu Ling's mind was blank, so he stared straight at this face.

At this time, the forbidden woman suddenly moved, and it stretched out a pale hand from the dark hair, slowly approaching Wu Ling's neck.

"My Langjun, I finally found you, it's so cold here, can you hug me?"

The woman's gentle voice seemed to carry a demagogic hypnotic meaning, and there was a moment of trance in the ears when she heard it, as if all men in the world who were obsessed with women would not refuse.

When Wu Ling heard this voice, his mind seemed to freeze at first, and he wanted to instinctively make the action that the voice said.

But soon he reacted, his mind suddenly cleared, and a very strong sense of disgust appeared in his heart.

Maybe Wu Ling didn't notice it at this time, because of the fierce blood in his body.

He has an instinctive aversion to all evil, and a certain amount of suppression.

After he came back to his senses, he looked at the carrion face in front of him with open arms and begging for a hug with an expressionless face, and took a deep breath in his mouth.

directly smashed into this face with a punch, and scolded in his mouth:

"What do you want to do? You still want me to hug you? Master, you can take advantage of me? Dream on you!"

Wu Ling didn't know how much strength he used for this punch, so he only heard a snap.

He directly dented the forbidden woman's nose, and her eye sockets were crooked, and a cloud of yellow mucus was formed.

The forbidden woman was beaten by him and leaned back, trembling all over, and even her hair shrank back.

At this time, in addition to the pain, there was also confusion and confusion on the forbidden woman's face, as if she didn't understand why the human who seemed to be powerful was confused by herself.

But the rookie human in front of him, who seemed to be powerless, could wake up from his confusion in an instant.

After Wu Ling smashed it out with a punch, his face was splashed with a few black stained blood.

The originally innocent and harmless face was inexplicably a little more ruthless at this time.

His punch was completely out of his own instinctive reaction, as well as an inexplicable sense of irritability in his heart.

But unexpectedly, when this punch fell, Wu Ling found that the forbidden woman in front of him was still afraid of pain.

He raised his eyebrows in some surprise, and his mind suddenly remembered a passage he had seen on the Internet.

Evil ghosts are afraid of wicked people, and no matter how awesome things are, they are also afraid of physical attacks.

Thinking of this, Wu Ling tilted his head, and unconsciously licked his little tiger teeth with the tip of his tongue.

He looked at the forbidden woman in front of him whose face seemed to have been beaten crooked by himself, and an innocent smile rose on his face:

"It turns out that you are afraid of pain when you are ghosts." The

forbidden woman curled up, and her face hidden in her hair showed a very resentful expression.

With a roar in its mouth, it didn't rush towards Wu Ling, but instead pounced on Wu Xuan, who was entangled by several other forbidden women on the side.

When Wu Ling saw this scene, he instantly cursed in his mouth, and hurriedly reached out and grabbed the forbidden woman's hair and pulled it back.

"Damn, you little trash, didn't you just run stiff? What's the matter with running now? Running to my brother, I see you're a tiger swatting flies on the head - you don't want to live. The

forbidden woman was dragged by her hair, her mouth screamed in pain, and her sharp claws instantly stabbed towards Wu Ling.

Wu Ling's neck shrank and he hurriedly dodged back, but the forbidden woman's claws were too long, and a long blood mark was still scratched on his face.

Don't look at Wu Ling, who usually likes to play coquettishly, but when he encounters real things, he is not cowardly, nor is he a loser character.