The Xuanyuan Tomb I Built Has Attracted Tomb Robbers from All over the World

　　Seeing the jade bottle thrown out by him, Zhang Yuanming frowned and looked at Zhang Qiqi on the side.

　　I just glanced at it and didn't ask any more questions.

　　Chen Fusheng, who took the jade bottle, drank it in one gulp, and the fluorescent spores clinging to him also flew out like a nemesis.

　　Scared Zhang Yuanming and Zhuge Xintao retreated. ??

　　The burning sensation made Chen Fusheng feel comfortable, and the hair in his eyes slowly faded.

　　"Get out of the way!"

　　? The fluorescent spore group floated again, and Zhang Yuanming also quickly reminded.

　　Feeling the movement behind him, Chen Fusheng, who had just recovered, threw himself out.

　　A group of people rushed out covered in blood.

　　Looking at their tragic state, Zhang Yuanming was also speechless.

　　It's really tragic, everyone is more or less parasitized by black-haired demons.

　　More importantly, there are human factors.

　　The fluorescent spores floated at last, and several people with blood all over their bodies rushed out.

　　Although they were covered in blood, they didn't have any black-haired demon plants, so they should be the successful ones who competed for the Qilin blood before.

　　Zhang Qiqi squinted at the newcomer, and the dagger slowly slashed towards her wrist.

　　Just as she was about to touch her arm, a heavy hand grabbed onto her arm.

　　"Your body?"

　　Halfway through, Zhang Yuanming's brows furrowed.

　　Of course he understands Zhang Qiqi's thoughts, but he is not very supportive when he practices his own body like this.

　　I don't know where the strength came from to break free from Zhang Yuanming's hand, and the dagger made a cut on his arm.

　　The imaginary blood donation did not spurt, but flowed down little by little.

　　Looking at the blood flowing from the knife edge, Zhang Qiqi deepened the knife without thinking.

　　With this knife, you can even see the bones inside.

　　The blood also flowed down smoothly, filling a whole bottle.

　　She threw it directly to the people in Xieling, and then her eyes darkened, and she fell directly to the ground.

　　"pitiful!"

　　Zhuge Xintao shook his head gently, a girl carrying the Zhang family on her back was too heavy.

　　Zhang Yuanming is also silent, all this is for the glory of the family.

　　But is it really worth it?

　　The fluorescent spores washed out by the explosion slowly fell to the ground, making the entire tunnel seem like a heavenly road leading everyone to ascend to the sky.

　　Zhang Yuanming stopped for a while, not knowing what to do.

　　"Use my blood."

　　Just when everyone was silent, Zhang Qiqi stood up again.

　　A small face is full of determination, but her frowning brows can see her current pain.

　　Struggling out from Zhang Yuanming's body, the gauze that was just wrapped was also torn off. ?

　　Blood was spilled, and the fluorescent spores on the ground began to dissipate in all directions, like spring snow meeting the blazing sun.

　　"go!"

　　Zhang Yuanming's eyes were full of redness, and the pain in his heart was no less than Zhang Qiqi's.

　　Suppressed emotions grow in the hearts of everyone.

　　When did they need a woman to open the way as a family of tomb robbers, but now it is different.

　　It can only be said that people are under the eaves, and there is a reason not to bow their heads.

　　Everyone quickly passed through the tunnel and stopped again when they reached the corner.

　　At this moment, no one dared to look up.

　　Because they are afraid of seeing despair.

　　Zhang Yuanming saw that everyone was standing there dumbfounded, and his frowning frown became more and more dead.

　　Looking around the corner, his eyes lit up.

　　The fluorescent spores have all disappeared, and the black-haired demon plant on the ground is also exploding.

　　There shouldn't be any major problems.

　　A straight road appeared ahead, as if the owner of the tomb had deliberately left it behind. ?

　　"Sigh~"

　　Looking at the road on the ground, he took a deep breath.

　　If this road was blown up, he would not be worried, but if someone deliberately left it.

　　One has to be careful.

　　Raise the flashlight, and in front of you is a huge dark space.

　　What was inside, he couldn't see at all now. ?

　　Seeing Zhang Yuanming froze in place, Chen Fusheng came over from behind. ?

　　Because he lived in the tomb all the year round, his eyes had already adapted to the dark environment.

　　You can see distances that ordinary people can't see.

　　The moment he appeared at the corner, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he swallowed hard.

　　Seeing the sudden change in Chen Fusheng's face, Zhang Yuanming asked directly.

　　"What did you find?"

　　Recovering from the shock, Chen Fusheng said slowly, "Suspension bridge, abyss, darkness."

　　Hearing this, Zhang Yuanming was stunned.

　　I have no idea what he meant by that.

　　After thinking about it, he finally gritted his teeth and stepped into the sheep intestines.

　　The moment he entered, a gloomy cold made him shudder.

　　"so cold."

　　Squinting to look around, there was nothing except the black-haired demon plant that was blown away by the explosion.

　　He was very careful in his heart, and when he came to the end, he really understood what Chen Fusheng meant.

　　In front of him was really: "Suspension bridge! Abyss! Darkness!"

　　At the end of the tunnel is a huge empty valley.

　　An abyss that connects the entire valley is in the middle.

　　Above the abyss, an iron suspension bridge connects the two banks.

　　On the surrounding walls, a few dots of text appear as decorations.

　　Even in some corners, you can still see the frescoes left by the ancient sages.

　　A stickman-like existence is carved on it, as if fighting with someone, and it appears extremely intense.

　　"This is the Battle of Zhuolu?"

　　Zhuge Xintao was immediately attracted by the graffiti on the stone wall.

　　These things are more interesting to their readers than antiques.

　　He walked out of Xiaodaoer unconsciously, but was caught by Zhang Yuanming.

　　"Do you want to die?"

　　 Zhuge Xintao, who had come to his senses, saw that his feet were less than one centimeter away from the black-haired demon Zhi.

　　The cold sweat came down immediately.

　　Grateful glanced at Zhang Yuanming, and at the same time glanced at the mural with some fear. ?

　　"These stickmen are not easy!"

　　Zhang Yuanming frowned slightly. He was still studying the suspension bridge and was immediately attracted to the mural by Zhuge Xintao's words.

　　Just looking at it, I felt that the villain above seemed to be alive, fighting bravely to kill the enemy on it.

　　attracted him to move on.

　　Snapped!

　　A slap slapped his face crisply, and Zhuge Xintao looked at Zhang Yuanming with a look that could not be carved out of rotten wood.

　　Let all the temper in his heart can only be swallowed.

　　Because he saved himself, but it should not be said, this person is really petty.

　　I still remember the time I pitted him before, as expected of a scholar.

　　The more he thought about it, the more impoverished he felt, and finally he asked, "What are you doing!"

　　"I'm saving you."

　　"you!"

　　Knowing what he would say, Zhang Yuanming could only smash his teeth and swallow in his stomach.

　　I ignored the man with a small belly, and looked at the people behind him.

　　"Don't even look at the wall!"

　　Everyone who heard this nodded, but there were still curious people looking at the wall.