Tomb Raiders: I'm Really a Fortune Teller

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the dark tomb passage, and they all wanted to see what would come out of the tomb passage.

Mo Zifan was no exception, he also wanted to see what it was.

In fact, more than one person here has night vision ability, Chen Pi A Si, Xiao Ge, Shen Tu, Feng Shen Yin De, these people can all have night vision.

But now they don't have night vision to see what's inside.

Mo Zifan raised his eyebrows, the current situation has exceeded his expectations, it seems that something is disturbing the air, so that they can't see the things in the tomb passage.

The footsteps were getting closer, and Mo Zifan and the others still couldn't see anything.

Suddenly, something flew out of the tomb.

Mo Zifan reacted quickly, and when he left, he just... used his mind power to turn it into a purple palm, and grabbed the flying object.

Originally Mo Zifan thought that the power of thought would have no color, but when Mo Zifan saw his power of thought, he thought about the power of the king of the Eastern Xia Kingdom.

It is displayed in the form of mind power, that is, it has color.

Mo Zifan glanced at what he had caught, and couldn't help being surprised.

"Phoenix Gallbladder!"

At this time, the calm little brother was a little surprised to say it.

What Mo Zifan grabbed was... a crimson bead that looked similar to Zong Chen Bead.

This bead was no ordinary bead, it was the phoenix gall that Mo Zifan and the others were looking for.

Mo Zifan took a deep breath, and the Phoenix Gallop got his hands like this, which was too easy.

"Things, for you guys, get out of here,...die!!"

The majestic and terrifying voice came from the tomb passage, this should be the guy with phoenix gall.

However, when he heard this voice, Zifan was completely shocked.

Because the foot statement he just heard was similar to that of a snow wolf.

Could it be that the one who spoke in the dark was Xuelang who could speak, but Mo Zifan knew it, but Xuelang could speak, but Mo Zifan had never heard of it.

Unless, there is still a person sitting on the back of the snow wolf, this is the best explanation, and it seems to be the only explanation.

Mo Zifan took a deep breath and looked at the crowd. The phoenix gallbladder was already in his hands. The purpose of this line seemed to be accomplished. What should he choose next? Mo Zifan still wanted to hear everyone's opinions.

"Little Eighth Master, we will listen to you. If you want to continue to visit the tomb, then we will fuck him."

Fatty Wang stood on Mo Zifan's side without hesitation.

"From my personal point of view, I hope to stay and continue to explore the tomb, and from a rational point of view, we should leave here."

Mo Zifan's eyes swept across the crowd, rationality or personality, perhaps it all depends on how he decides.

"The little eighth master is a strange person, and I also believe in the little eighth master's decision."

Fengshen Yinde is a very assertive person, and he rarely obeys a person. Now that he says such a thing, this makes Mo Zifan a little surprised.

"what about you"

Mo Zifan looked at Shen Tu, little brother, Chen Pi A Si, and Wu Sanshu.

Chen Pi A Si nodded, "Young Master, you can make a decision, I am Chen Pi A Si at such a great age, and this is the first time I have encountered such an ancient tomb. If you want to continue, I will accompany you to the end, Chen Pi A Si. If you want to leave, I, Chen Pi, Si will not stay alone."

Shen Tu, little brother, Wu Sanshu all nodded to Mo Zifan, the meaning was obvious, let Mo Zifan make the decision.

Now that everyone has decided to let Mo Zifan make the decision, then Mo Zifan has no worries.

"Pretend to be a ghost, and let me come out."

Mo Zifan raised his hand, and Hei Lin's nine needles shot out, and flew towards the position where Mo Zifan was listening to the debate.

"court death!!"

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Chapter 220?

A low-pitched voice with a bit of anger came from the dark tomb passage, and just hearing a few clangs, Mo Zifan's silver needles were all blocked.

After Mo Zifan attacked the guy in the dark tomb, the guy in the dark tomb finally came out.

Everyone looked at the thing that came out of the dark tomb.

Just as Mo Zifan imagined, it was a person, a person riding a giant snow wolf.

Mo Zifan raised his brows. This man was wearing silver armor and holding a trident. He looked imposing.

Mo Fan raised his brows, this guy was the first time Mo Fan met, because he didn't look like a zongzi zombie.

The whole thing looks very much like a person, a real living person.

"Give monk Hua face, if you don't want it, then die."

The general in silver armor spoke coldly, and the moment he finished speaking, Mo Zifan felt a tyrannical pressure swept over.

At the moment when this tyrannical power fell on him, Mo Zifan clearly felt that the relic bead on his body that was given to him by the flower monk was crumbling crazily, and finally shattered directly.

Mo Zifan breathed a sigh of relief, this situation has greatly exceeded Mo Zifan's imagination, he never thought that such a thing would happen.