Expedition to Forbidden Land: Play Deadpool, Teammate Stupid Oil Bottle and Sister Boer

　　"Or what kind of guidance?"

　　The stuffy oil bottle is carefully analyzed.

　　But it seems that apart from the three people, there is not a single ghost shadow here.

　　Don't say who it is.

　　Whoosh!

　　A gloomy wind flickered.

　　"This little supply is really not that easy to get."

　　Lu Yan just smiled lightly.

　　"Look, what is this?"

　　But Lu Yan was about to lie down behind the charcoal and rest for a while.

　　What are you in such a hurry for?

　　Why make yourself so tired?

　　What did this little girl see?

　　Why were you surprised?

　　"Look, what the hell is that behind you?"

　　Feng Baoer's breathing became rapid.

　　Lu Yan didn't take it seriously, the little girl probably saw some bugs again.

　　That's what makes me cringe.

　　Hey, woman, it's just trouble...

　　"what?"

　　"What is it?"

　　It's just that Lu Yan turned around and jumped three feet.

　　This thing, although there is no combat power, but no one is scary.

　　That's right, what kind of charred branch is this?

　　It was clearly a twisted human-shaped charcoal.

　　This man was almost burned to charcoal.

　　And there are cracks on the charcoal.

　　Can't see the original appearance at all.

　　It's just that this guy is still in the state he was in before he died.

　　The whole body is in the shape of a bow, which is really strange and unpredictable.

　　"Dead... Really dead?"

　　"I didn't lie to you, did I?"

　　"Yes, you didn't lie to me, I almost vomited in fright."

　　"You are responsible."

　　Lu Yan sneered.

　　Feng Baoer didn't say much.

　　The three took a closer look.

　　"How could these people be burned to death?"

　　"It doesn't look like there are any signs of escape."

　　"and also……"

　　The stuffy oil bottle jumped at this moment and landed in a bush not far away.

　　Only then can I see clearly, it looks like a burial pit behind him.

　　These people are really weird.

　　Unexpectedly, now a group of people seem to be carrying something, maintaining a heavy posture.

　　like a long-term worker.

　　And there is an iron chain behind it.

　　The chains were still draped over the shoulders of these men.

　　But as for what's behind that chain...

　　Look behind.

　　Just buried by something.

　　And it's flawless.

　　Those chains looked like charred vines, but they didn't arouse anyone's suspicion.

　　from a distance.

　　It's all a burnt scene!

　　"This thing...".

Chapter 219

　　Whoosh!

　　The people in the live broadcast room were completely blown up when they saw this scene.

　　Is this a large murder scene?

　　If not real people?

　　Then what would it be, or what~ postmodern art?

　　"Forgive me for not knowing how to appreciate at all!-"

　　"And what-what is this?"

　　"It looks like there are hundreds of people, all dead?"

　　"How can this be played like this?"

　　"Why does it feel like they're pulling something before they die?"

　　"What the hell is underground?"

　　Everyone's heart was hanging in their throats at this moment.

　　One by one they all stared at the back.

　　I just want to know what is under that mud!

　　hum!

　　A powerful breath rushed out quickly, and the land collapsed.

　　The humming sound kept rising and falling.

　　Finally, the breath in the air kept pouring out.

　　Everyone is looking forward to it now.

　　"Come on, I can't take it anymore, dig it out, dig it out quickly."

　　The voice in the live broadcast room seems to be getting louder and louder.

　　At the same time, Lu Yan and the other three just stared not far away, and finally they could see the surrounding environment clearly.

　　On the top of the mountain, the scorched piece is clear.

　　But the iron chain extends to the back, several chains, almost the thickness of an arm.

　　"What's under the chain, now I want to know too."

　　Feng Baoer couldn't help but be curious.

　　"Look at your surroundings and think again!"

　　Lu Yan smiled.

　　"Also, where are our supplies?"

　　"You're not interested anymore?"

　　The stuffy oil bottle just stared at the front, and his breathing was quick.

　　His face was pale, and the ancient Wujin knife came out of his body, shining in all directions.

　　Finally, I could see clearly, my feet were soft.

　　It's like being dug up.

　　But some traces remain.

　　Step on it, as if clicking.

　　"There is something."

　　Lu Yan smiled lightly and motioned them not to move.

　　This is how to squat down.

　　The ghost head blade in his hand carefully slid across the ground.

　　There seemed to be a trace of black blood left on the blade.

　　Completely blackened the land.