Tomb Raiders: Evacuate the Bronze Door

Chapter 85 Erwuzi, there is another ancient tomb (9500 subscriptions required)
Fatty Wu Xie, Zhou Fan's younger brother, looked around. The empty square looked like it might collapse completely at any moment.

Wu Xie looked at the rumbling waterfall not far from them, then at the dark sky, and said with a black line on his head:

"Why don't we dive under the waterfall again during the day tomorrow?"

Zhou Fan smiled and said:

"Presumably, no matter what kind of dead body has happened, or the best corpse raising cave, the effort of this night will not be able to escape."

The little brother hummed and said:

"Tomorrow morning, go directly down from Longqiu Waterfall in front of the house."

The fat man clasped his palms together and said with a hippie smile:

"That mansion is a wealthy hotel we picked up. Te Niang's 30 per night has to be booked half a year in advance. Fatty, I have never been so extravagant."

"Well, the main thing is, we usually go wherever we go, where we fall."

"What if the thief's expensive old house also collapses when he comes out from under the waterfall again?"

"So let's stay overnight before it collapses, and we brothers will also have a luxury."

Wu Xie wiped off her cold sweat. When did it start and where did it fall?

Afterwards, Fatty Zhou Fan and Wu Xie walked back while talking nonsense, the little brother put his hands in his pockets, listening to their chattering nonsense, a little smile appeared in his eyes.

……

Just when everyone moved into the old house next to Longqiu Waterfall, the most special among Wuxie Waterfalls.

Farther away from them, another one is hidden in the "Water Curtain Cave" behind the waterfall.

There were two people checking the infrared detector, and one of them gestured in the direction of everyone with a sniper rifle.

If Fatty Wu Xie, Zhou Fan's younger brother, was here, he would be able to recognize him.

The person who was aiming at them with a sniper rifle was on the same plane as them and brought a whole plane full of tourists, the lazy tour guide of Xilaimian Never Sleepless Travel Agency.

Another handsome and coquettish young man said disapprovingly while eating food from the plate:

"Guardian Fei, if you want to deal with Patriarch Zhang, you can go straight to it and be tough."

"Why do you have to act like this in front of me?"

"Let's not talk about sniper rifles. Even if you bombard Patriarch Zhang with cannons, he won't die."

"However, I still admire you. You had the three pendants with Patriarch Zhang before, and you had a face-to-face conversation at the information desk at the entrance of the scenic spot."

"Why didn't you let them discover the murderous look on you?"

Director Waste stroked his hair and said confidently:
"I used to be a serious director, but no one asked me to make films, so I changed my career to become a tour guide."

"Anyway, they are all 'directors'. It's not bad, but my acting skills are nothing to say."

"Besides, I never thought of letting Zhang Qiling die, so what murderous intent can I have?"

"It's you, Zhang Yilin, how did you get into this?"

"My grandfather's generation, I have heard of your reputation."

"In the past, you Zhang Yilin was the one who could wrestle with Master Zhang Qishan."

"Even the names of you and Zhang Qishan are taken from the "Zuo Zhuan" in the "blue thread on the road to enlighten the mountains and forests"."

(筚, pronunciation: must.)
"These two names, Zhang Qishan and Zhang Yilin, were given to you at the beginning, just for the sake of Patriarch Zhang's auspiciousness."

"I want you to assist Patriarch Zhang to expand the territory and consolidate the country."

Zhang Yilin showed a terribly handsome and very weird smile, moved his body, and said:

"Look, even a fringe person like you in Xilaimian Never Sleepless Travel Agency knows the origin of my name and Zhang Qishan's name."

"Everyone says Patriarch Zhang is miserable, he was born to be a container for others."

"But Zhang Qishan and I were born to assist this container, wouldn't it be worse for us?"

"Hmph, Patriarch Zhang finally chose Zhang Qishan, I don't know who is better than me?"

"Even if we take a step back, there are five archives in the Zhang family's southeast, northwest, and middle schools."

"Zhang Qishan has been expelled from the Zhang family since his father's generation, their clan."

"Just like that, Patriarch Zhang appointed Zhang Qishan as the person in charge of rebuilding the Central Archives."

"And me? Even if I'm really not as good as Zhang Qishan, can I be evenly given the position of the head of the five archives?"

"As a result, hehe, Zhang Qishan later became an extremely human minister, and the world respectfully called him Great Buddha Zhang."

"As for me, Zhang Yilin, who still remembers me now?"

Zhang Yilin became more and more angry, his eyes were red, and there were a lot of cracks on the skin all over his body, which were stitched together by fine hemp rope and gold thread.

Director Abandoned immediately made a cowardly expression, and changed the subject to prevent Zhang Yilin from going berserk and bringing Chi Yu into harm's way.

With a respectful expression on his face, the waste guide licked a little stiffly:

"Zhang Yilin, your strength and talent have been verified by the weird corpse stitcher."

"He not only sewed up the corpse for you, but also pieced together and replaced newer and better limbs for you."

"I also gave you some weird skills exclusive to corpse stitchers."

"Zhang Qishan was brilliant back then, but so what? Isn't he still dead?"

"And the deaths don't stop. The entire Crescent Hotel and Eleven Warehouse are eating Zhang Qishan's meat and drinking Zhang Qishan's blood. Let's relieve our anger."

A victor's smile appeared on Zhang Yilin's face, and he said with an expression of indifference to fame and fortune:

"I'd rather Zhang Qishan and Patriarch Zhang die in my hands."

The waste leader asked enthusiastically:
"By the way, you brought the coffin of the Jingjue Kingdom here?"

"It's a pity that the white-haired hazel inside was opened early before it matured."

"If we wait a few more years, Patriarch Zhang and those three pendants will surely die of serious injuries!"

Zhang Yilin sneered and said:

"That white-haired Hanba is just an appetizer for Patriarch Zhang."

"The poison of the drought, the fire of the drought, the haze of the drought, and the air of the dragon's veins and the air of the corpse dragon mixed in it have already invaded the body of Patriarch Zhang."

"Since Patriarch Zhang picked it up, one-sixth of the water officials will undo the fragments of the Seal of Misfortune."

"Naturally he's going to be hungry for that stuff."

"Although that white-haired baboons are still far from maturity, they are far less destructive."

"But do you know that the white-haired Hanba was thinking about killing half of the people in the Jingjue country back then, and coupled with the strange method of the corpse stitcher, he created a strange poison."

"This kind of poison is extremely overbearing. The most important thing is that it will always suck the ancestral unicorn blood in Patriarch Zhang's body."

"Patriarch Zhang wants to resolve it, unless he activates all the Qilin golden blood that returns to the ancestors, then he can do it."

"But before that, he was tortured every day, hahaha."

"But Patriarch Zhang has no other choice but to keep using his own flesh and blood to feed it, which has already produced a strange poison that has mutated."

"But, it is true, the closer he is to death."

"It's almost unsolvable!"

The waste director laughed for a while, and said with some anxiety in his heart:

"Almost incomprehensible?"

"That is to say, there is still a solution?"

Zhang Yilin's expression froze, a little impatient, but he still said:

"Unless Patriarch Zhang's body has been poisoned by the Tibetan sea flower."

"The deadly poison of the Zanghai flower happens to be able to form a delicate balance with the strange poison mixed with the air of the white-haired drought scorpion and the corpse dragon after this mutation."

The waste guide said "Oh~" and said:

"Then it's all right. I see that the big patriarch looks very radiant and handsome, in a state of 'everything is perfect'."

"I've heard of the deadly poison of Zanghai flowers. It's terrible to be poisoned by that kind of poison, and it's also a sucker for flesh and blood."

"It's obviously impossible for Patriarch Zhang to be poisoned by this kind of poison."

"But it's strange. We all watched Patriarch Zhang and the three pendants walking back to the house together. I think he still looks very good."

"It can't be that white-haired Hanba, can it?"

Zhang Yilin stretched his waist, and said with great confidence:
"You don't understand our patriarch Zhang, he is especially good at putting on a show."

"In the past, someone had drawn so much blood from his body, so many times, and suffered such serious injuries, and he still looked like a normal person."

"So you can't see it on the surface. Patriarch Zhang is a ceiling-level pretender."

Only then did the waste guide feel relieved.

Zhang Yilin continued to stare at the little brother's direction, his eyes were full of tyrannical murderous intent and hatred.

Zhang Qiling... This is the person he was asked to follow to the death, hehe.

He didn't feel that there was anything wrong a long time ago, after all, Zhang Qiling was so perfect and so miserable.

So when did his thinking begin to change?It's been so long, I can't remember some things.

By the way, it was when he knew that Patriarch Zhang was born with a "tattoo" that could manipulate the Shui Guan Jie Mi Yin.

And he observed for a long time, making indirect remarks, and confirmed that Patriarch Zhang knew nothing about it.

Then his mentality changed overnight.

Why, Patriarch Zhang was born with this ability? !Why is he?Does he deserve it? !

Since Patriarch Zhang's master joined forces with "it" and "it" dog legs, when he put Patriarch Zhang into the coffin with dragon patterns of the 3000-year-old true and false Holy Infant.

Just stripped off his six ancient rune tattoos.

This proves that Zhang Qiling, he doesn't deserve it!

It's yours, no one else can take it away.

Since others can snatch it away, it proves that you, Zhang Qiling, are not worthy of having it!

No wonder, those people regard patriarch Zhang as a container, hehe.

Zhang Yilin thought with anger and hatred in his heart.

People who I valued so much, cherished so much, and would swear allegiance to the death so much, were just containers in the eyes of everyone else.

So why should I compete with most people?

Since you can't beat it, just lie down and enjoy it.

From that day on, Zhang Yilin was distorted.

"No, I really think Patriarch Zhang is not pretending! Zhang Yilin, take a closer look!"

The sound of the waste director filming the table woke Zhang Yilin from his memories.

I just recalled the hateful things about Patriarch Zhang, and it passed so quickly overnight?
Zhang Yilin's hatred for the younger brother added another stroke.

It was already daylight outside.

Zhang Yilin and Fei Dao, both holding binoculars, stared at Zhou Fan's younger brother Wu Xie Fatty and his party.

I only saw Zhou Fan, Wu Xie and Fatty three laughing and laughing at each other at the slightly weird diving suit with the chicken pattern.

Patriarch Zhang had a cold face, but his eyes showed some helplessness for his companion's connivance, and he also had no objection to wearing the diving suit.

The four of them jumped into Longqiu Waterfall with a plop, and dived directly.

The waste guide said with an unconfident face:
"I see Patriarch Zhang's face, it really doesn't look like he's being stiff and pretending."

"Not the slightest bit of injury or sign of weakness at all."

"Did the white-haired drought man, the boat and the car be damaged when you moved here? The strange poison has no effect?"

Zhang Yilin's handsome face kept twisting, but he couldn't deceive himself either.

After all, Zhang Qiling looked real, without any injuries, and his state and expression were so relaxed that he had never seen before.

Eerie silence.

After a long time.

Zhang Yilin punched the table into pieces, and even the rocky walls under his feet were cracked by the impact.

Zhang Yilin gritted his teeth and said:

"I don't know what shit luck he got!"

"Hmph, after they go down to the bottom of the waterfall and enter the ancient tomb at the bottom of the lake, they will feel better!"

Zhang Yilin's pupils were burning with hatred.

That one immature white-haired scorpion has ruined half of the people of the country, where can I find another one?
Damn Zhang Qiling!

……

When Zhou Fan's little brother Wu Xie jumped into the waterfall.

A stab.

The one hanging on Zhou Fan Wu Xie's fat man's belt was put in a small net pocket, and a wisp of green smoke was ignited from the strange little balls that were plucked from the wool from the bodies of the white-haired Hanji and the water-mist dragon. .

Immediately, a light cluster slightly larger than their bodies appeared outside their bodies.

Because the little brother has already absorbed most of Zhou Fan's back into the fragments of Shuiguan Jie's seal.

That's why everyone saw a puff of blue smoke floating out of the desolate ancient imprint on the little brother's hand.

It also enveloped the little brother.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, suddenly having fun.

The fat man smacked his lips, patted his stomach and said:

"Oh? It seems that the light group that enveloped us is a mixture of the energy of the dragon veins and the energy of the corpse dragon in the body of the water mist dragon."

"Let's enter the water flow of this waterfall."

"This is Ruyan cast into the forest? Let the tiger go back to the mountain? Go back to your hometown?"

"Now that we have the protection of this light group, we don't need diving suits and oxygen cylinders at all, so handsome!"

Wu Xie immediately felt relieved, and said with a smile:
"Originally, the 'bubble safe house' created by Lao Zhou and the younger brother."

"There's also Lao Zhou's skeleton dragon chariot from the City of Corpse Kingdom that came back from the wool gathering."

"They can take us through the bottom of this lake."

"But the disadvantages are 'too much electricity'."

"Now this thing that Lao Zhou just got back from the wool is really very practical. Obviously, the 'power consumption' is much smaller than those two."

"If it is not under a strong attack, we can use this to walk through the water."

The little brother observed carefully and said:

"Consumption is very small."

Zhou Fan nodded, with a flash of light in his eyes, and said:
"Fatty, hurry up and blindly point in one direction, let's go pick up sheep."

The three green birds and the dead turtle emperor looked around and ate their share in one bite.

So everyone quickly swam in the direction that the fat man pointed blindly with his eyes closed.

After swimming a few times, everyone was pleasantly surprised to find that they felt like a fish in water.

It is completely different from any previous "swimming" in the water.

They seem to have merged into this piece of water, as if they were born here.

Zhou Fan laughed and said:

"It is not yet certain whether this thing will be useful in other lake waters."

"But hurry up and go to the top-quality corpse raising cave to gather a wave, that's right."

Zhou Fan reminded Wu Xie and Fatty again:

"Before the wool is pulled back again, at least half of the ball must be left inside."

"Turn back and put it on your weird bows and arrows and weird war drums to attack."

Both Wu Xie and Fatty nodded.

Everyone was very happy, and they swam down the deep pool under the waterfall.

Swim for a while.

The little brother looked around, frowned slightly, and said:

"There's a lot of corpse gas."

Everyone raised their vigilance.

After swimming for a while, no one found any corpse yet.

The Emperor Corpse Turtle suddenly emitted alternating golden light and black bald light.

At the same time, the three blue birds chirped in the direction of the little brother, then turned to look at a pile of rocks not far away.

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.

The two top foodies, Sanqingniao and Shiyuhuang, when the four of them were unaware, what food did they find that would make them fancy?

The point is, Sanqingniao specifically yelled at the little brother first.

Wu Xie's face turned green, and he said nervously:
"Could it be that there are corpses of members of the Zhang family?"

Zhou Fan communicated with the Sanqingniao and the corpse turtle emperor with the soul information, looked at the little brother, and said:
"It's not an ordinary member of the Zhang family, it's a bit of Qilin's golden blood returning to the ancestors."

Everyone's expressions changed, and they turned around and swam towards the direction Sanqingniao was looking at.

Under the guidance of the three green birds and the dead turtle emperor, everyone threw some stones from the pile of rocks.

Found a small ravioli with half of it bitten off.

Everyone looked at the little brother.

Apparently, the meat filling of half a small wonton, or the inside of the wonton wrapper, was eaten half and then spit out.

It is the flesh and blood of the Zhang family with the unicorn golden blood of the ancestors.

It's not completely dry yet.

The little brother lowered his gaze, and reached out to grab the half of the bitten wonton in his hand.

An extremely small, very dim drop of golden blood floated out from the inside of the little wonton.

There was a cold light in the little brother's eyes.

Zhou Fan approached the little brother, opened a fire pocket, and dripped a drop of the weird corpse oil in the mirror.

The little brother looked at the dark drop of golden blood, rolling slightly on his finger.

With Zhou Fan's approaching flames, the half of the small wonton was burned to ashes.

Wu Xie's face was pale and white, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"This is the human skin ravioli jointly produced by Xilaimian Never Insomnia Travel Agency and Crescent Hotel."

"It seems that they have no way to completely deal with the unicorn golden blood returning to the ancestors."

Zhou Fan shook his head slightly and said:
"Maybe it's just that the person who made the wontons at that time couldn't do it."

"In the past, the people at the Crescent Hotel didn't arrogantly declare that the most beautiful thing in the Republic of China period, and carry forward the 'Zhang Qiling-Zhang Yancheng' who sealed the coffin with molten iron."

"All the ancestral unicorn golden blood in the body has been drawn out, and is it still auctioned off?"

"From this point of view, the Crescent Hotel is very good at dealing with the Zhang family."

The little brother showed a very complicated look, and said in a deep voice:

"Zhang Qishan and Mr. Qi, because they went to the Crescent Hotel to ask for medicine for Er Yuehong."

"It was set up by the Crescent Hotel and used extremely high-level 'Dian' lanterns."

Zhou Fan moved his wrist and said:

"Crescent Hotel and Eleven Warehouse, take the time to evacuate."

The little brother nodded.

The fat man rummaged through his backpack, took out a small jade bottle with a round belly, stuffed it in for my brother, and said:

"Brother, let's put that drop of blood here first."

"Fatty Master, I have an ominous premonition. If we go inside again, we will definitely find it."

Wu Xie scratched his head and asked:
"Tell me, why did this member of the Zhang family, who has the unicorn golden blood of returning to his ancestors, come here?"

"Did he get involved by accident?"

"Or came here with a clear goal?"

The little brother put the drop of blood into the jade bottle and said:

"According to the rules, all the Dragon Vein Caves, Top-grade Corpse Caves, and Fiendish Tombs discovered by members of the Zhang family must be recorded in the Zhang Family Archives."

"Time, place, personnel, equipment, danger level."

Zhou Fan touched his chin and said:

"But brother, you have been 'given by heaven' all year round, and many things have been forced to be forgotten."

"The most important thing is 'according to the rules, in theory, in principle'. Once this happens, it means that most people will not actually act in accordance with the standard manual."

"I think the boss we met before, the boss who gambled and opened the coffin at Wuxie Waterfall, is very skilled in business."

"Although the Sanqingniao and the Emperor Corpse Turtle didn't pay much attention to the corpse in the stone coffin that the boss fished out from the bottom of the lake."

"But at least half of them have undergone a corpse change."

The little brother hummed and said:

"The ratio is too high."

Wu Xie felt a layer of sweat on his forehead, and said:
"And there are too many coffins."

"And they are all stone coffins of the same model. Although the ages are different, the patterns are a little strange."

"But obviously there are a group of people, and the coffins are customized in large quantities."

The fat man slapped his thigh suddenly, screamed, looked at the crowd like a searchlight, and said eagerly:

"Here, at the bottom of the waterfall, there must be a large ancient tomb!"

"Otherwise, it's really unnecessary to make so many stone coffins of similar styles."

"It must be that the tomb owner's aesthetics have gone astray, and he likes the same style of coffin as a soft decoration for his underwater tomb."

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:
"That makes sense."

"After all, in the beginning, it was a dragon vein cave under the Wuxie Waterfall, and later it was artificially reversed into a top-quality corpse cave."

"If it is a spiritual acupoint that is not occupied by people, there is no need to waste so much energy and huge financial and material resources to reverse it."

"Even if a hundred tombs of the Song Dynasty were dug, that monster Yanglian Zhenjia is notorious in the history books."

"Never go specifically for holes."

"After all, the defense of holes is actually stronger."

"Because all those looking for auspicious acupoints, or framing others to be buried in evil acupoints, use those corpses to absorb the energy of dragon veins in the spiritual acupoint."

"With those corpses that have been infested with the aura of dragon veins all year round, as a medium, the difficulty of reversing a spiritual acupoint will be suddenly reduced."

Wu Xie blinked and said:

"Understood, it is equivalent to using that corpse as a 'spy' lurking in the cave."

"After all, it is always easier to deal with damage from the inside than to attack directly."

The little brother hummed, and said with a serious face:
"That's why 'it' finds and cultivates all kinds of corpses that have undergone strange corpse changes, and uses them as 'nails' to 'crucify' the dragon veins."

Everyone nodded.

There was another golden light in Zhou Fan's eyes, and he said:

"The corpse that was placed in the spiritual cave under this waterfall before."

"Since the ancestors of Mr. Zhang Dai and Mr. Qi once made a move, they must have been dealt with."

"I just don't know, has someone put a new corpse in there to warm up the top-quality corpse raising hole?"

The fat man's expression stiffened, and he said:

"Of course there must be new corpses."

Wu Xie's scalp went numb, took a deep breath, and said:
"Then let's go..."

plop puff.

Zhou Fan suddenly raised his hand and threw it away.

A large piece of money darts exuding dark golden light flew directly against Wu Xie's body.

Those phantoms of various eyes that emerged from the "money eyes" of the money dart.

He stared at the ground behind Wu Xie.

Accompanied by chi chi sound.

Some dusty "steel needles" as thin as a cow's hair flew out of those eyeballs.

At the same time as Zhou Fan shot.

The little brother grabbed Wu Xie's arm and pulled him aside.

Wu Xie swallowed, and hurriedly turned around to look.

All I saw was a pile of chaotic rocks behind Wu Xie, which were directly smashed into countless stone fragments by those money darts and "money eye" steel needles.

A shriveled, nearly two-meter-long, hunched corpse that had undergone a corpse change was about to fly towards Wu Xie.

But it was strangled in the cradle before it could re-emerge from the rocky pile at the bottom of the lake.

Wu Xie took a sharp breath, and with a speechless expression on his face, he said to the dead body that couldn't die anymore:

"Do you really think my little third master is the softest persimmon?"

The fat man just wanted to play poor with Wu Xie, but he frowned and said subconsciously:

"No, the target of this corpse is not naive."

Wu Xie was shocked.

Everyone walked up to the corpse that was completely tied up like a hedgehog and had many holes poked out.

Zhou Fan pulled the corpse's eyes and claws with a telescopic stick, and said:

"This guy still maintains a human mind."

"There was a look of greed in his eyes."

"However, if you use the posture of its claws to estimate the strength of its attack."

"It's just that they want to kill Xiao Wu, maybe they want to cripple Xiao Wu and hold him hostage."

Wu Xie patted his forehead and said:

"It seems that although the corpse has maintained some consciousness, it is still not clear-headed."

"What is the most important thing in capturing hostages?"

"It is absolutely impossible to disable the hostages. It will affect the speed of running with the hostages."

Zhou Fan Wu Xie looked at the fat man, and then looked at the drop of blood that came out of the small human skin wonton in the jade bottle in the little brother's hand.

Zhou Fan clicked his tongue and said:

"This corpse-changing thing actually knows how to fish for Dafa?"

"Use the meat-stuffed ravioli from the Zhang family that contains the unicorn's golden blood from the ancestral home, to catch my little brother's fish."

"However, this wonton has been around for a long time, and even my little brother didn't notice it at the very beginning."

Wu Xie blinked, looked at the Sanqingniao and the Emperor Corpse Turtle, then at the little brother, and said:

"If the little brother is not here, although the three blue birds and the dead turtle emperor will still be aware of this thing, they will not call us over."

"If the small wontons with human skin are fresher, or if the quantity is larger, I will be able to detect it myself."

"After all, the unicorn tattoo on my brother's body has the function of 'double-sided radar'."

"Why was that corpse full of greed towards my little brother just now?"

"Because he's eaten similar meat before, and he's addicted, right?"

Everyone nodded.

The younger brother lowered his eyes slightly, the little jade bottle was turning in his palm, and said:
"The queen mother's ghost banquet, there is a 'Zhang Qiling' banquet once a month."

"gone."

Everyone continued to follow the direction pointed by the fat man and followed the current.

hours later.

A huge whirlpool rolled up at the bottom of the lake.

Zhou Fan and the younger brother slowly put the Seven Star Longyuan Sword and the Black Gold Ancient Sword into their sheaths.

Wu Xie and Fatty each held eight small jade bottles with their hands.

It was full of atavistic unicorn golden blood that was about to dry up.

This is along the way, smelling the little brother.

All kinds of wontons, dumplings, steamed buns, and the meat fillings in the meat pies carried by the dead bodies that came one after another carried the dull golden blood.

Although these corpse-changing things pose little threat to Zhou Fan and the little brother, they win because of the large number.

Moreover, they still maintain some sense of consciousness, which is more difficult to deal with than the corpses that have undergone ordinary corpse changes that have been seen before.

So after a little waste of time, it was considered that all the corpses that had rushed to "deliver" had been disposed of.

The little brother frowned slightly, looked around, and said:

"Several corpses are hanging in the distance."

Zhou Fan also said helplessly:
"We have chased it several times before, but those things are very cunning."

"Since we found out that we have killed these several bottles, they are all just hanging, and we will definitely not come here."

"It's really troublesome."

"But now Xiao Wu and Fatty don't need to waste group attack skills here."

Wu Xie looked at the little jade bottle that he and the fat man were holding with a numb scalp, and said:
"Old Zhou, on average, we collect one drop, at most two drops of blood from a dead body."

"There are eight bottles of this blood."

"As long as you follow us all the time, as long as you still have a bit of biological instinct to bully the weak and fear the strong, you know that you can't deliver food to you and the little brother, right?"

Just when Wu Xie was talking.

Suddenly, a huge black shadow flew over like a torpedo from a distance.

Countless currents whizzed up, directly setting off layers of huge waves on the bottom of the water.

Everyone's expressions were stunned, and they were ready to fight.

At this time, if it weren't for them, they would have either eaten it or worn it, a special ball that was hard-pulled from the wool from the fusion body of the white-haired drought 魃 and the water mist dragon.

Everyone will be overturned and washed away by these unusually turbulent water waves.

Zhou Fan quickly tied up two black paper lanterns.

Zhou Fan and the little brother looked at each other, and at the same time, from two different angles, they kicked at the huge black shadow rushing towards it.

A piece of paper gray light lingered around the outside of the black paper lantern, broke through the heavy water waves, and directly hit the huge black figure.

Immediately, light like fireworks exploded at the bottom of the water.

The entire huge black shadow was shrouded.

Everyone looked up and forgot, showing a look of surprise.

This is a human figure as tall as a ten-story building.

The entire head, arms, upper body, up to the waist and abdomen.

It looks like a scaled-up person.

It's just that all his limbs are obviously stitched together by a very large number of normal people's limbs.

But looking at it from a distance, because the proportions are not a problem, I think it is a large person.

But his lower body is like a water snake.

Even if you look at it, you can't tell what it is.

Wu Xie turned pale and yelled, "Damn it!"

Zhou Fan and Fatty's eyes met.

The fat man quickly turned Wu Xie in one direction.

Zhou Fan quickly took out his phone.

The little brother took a look at the corpse of a huge humanoid monster that was rushing towards them from a distance.

Looking at Zhou Fan and Fatty again, he couldn't help pinching his eyebrows.

But the little brother still took a step forward, the four of them crowded together, and the three green birds and the dead turtle emperor also crowded close together in front of them.

Click.

The crowd took a group photo with the giant monster that was rushing towards it with the bright lights of fireworks as the background.

Zhou Fan quickly put away the phone, held the seven-star Longyuan sword in his palm, and held it solemnly.

Both Wu Xie and Fatty laughed wildly.

The little brother looked at everyone with helpless eyes, picked up the ancient black gold knife, and said:
"Follow."

But something unexpected happened.

Before the few people didn't move, the huge humanoid monster rushed towards them at such a speed that it wanted to kill them.

But now seeing everyone rushing towards him head-on, the huge monster stopped suddenly.

The whole body didn't move at all, and a head the size of a whole house was turned back 180 degrees.

The huge tail like a water snake slapped violently in the current.

Numerous bubbles engulfed a huge water flow and burst out.

In the blink of an eye, the huge weirdo turned around and ran a long distance.

A plastic bag containing printing paper floated down from the huge person.

Everyone held their breath in their chests and chased after him.

Halfway there was no time to check what was written on the paper, Zhou Fan hurriedly glanced at the densely packed writing.

Simply, at this time, everyone took advantage of the light ball of the fat sheep's dragon veins to swim wildly at the bottom of the lake like a fish in water.

Running wildly all the way, also tired and sweating profusely, only then did he catch the shadow of that huge humanoid monster from a distance.

After nearly half an hour of chasing.

Everyone stood in front of a completely collapsed, huge, ancient bluestone building complex.

Everyone gasped.

Apparently there was an anomalous battle a long time ago.

Wu Xie was a little out of breath and said:
"Damn it! We all cheated this time, but we still got lost."

"That thing is too good at running, right?"

"What is it sewn together with?"

The fat man bared his teeth, supported his knees with his hands, panted heavily, and said:
"Fuck! Even if I'm a fish, fat man, I can't catch up with you."

"Damn it, so many people are sewn together by the group, and it's as smooth as silk."

"This skill is capped."

Zhou Fan glanced at the paper in his hand, which was just picked up in a plastic bag, showing a look of surprise.

Zhou Fan handed the paper to Wu Xie, and said with a smile:

"Xiao Wu, take a look."

Wu Xie broke out in a layer of cold sweat immediately.

The little brother gestured to everyone and said:

"The paper is not in a hurry."

"There's a robbery hole here."

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