Huang Ting

Suffered, suffered!

Wu Xie was not very good at it. He originally wanted to light the fire fold and throw it into the group of zombies, but unexpectedly his foot slipped and his hand shook.

Before the fire was lit, it fell into the swarm of corpse crickets.

Pan Zi wailed: "Oh, my God, are you trying to kill me?"

The fat man whom I just met but whose name I still don't know, and Pan Zi and Wu Xie, were surrounded by corpses.

The friction of the finely broken carapace was like the sound of a hacksaw, and like a continuous heavy rain, the fire lit by Pan Zi and Fatty was extinguished bit by bit by the zombies.

The vast expanse of substantial dark sludge swallowed up the firelight and extinguished the hope in Wu Xie's heart bit by bit.

The fat man wearing a tight-fitting rat suit was also wailing: "It's over, it's over, I'm going to fall here before the revolution succeeds."

"Little Third Master, you can run out of the burglar hole above in a moment, and I will find a way out for you."

Pan Zi gritted his teeth, tightened the shotgun in his hand that was out of ammunition, and prepared to pounce on the group of corpse crickets, contain them, and create a way out for Wu Xie.

Pan Zi is also a righteous man. Wu Xie's third uncle Wu Sansheng once saved his life. He has been able to enjoy a wealthy life for so many years all because of his third uncle.

Most of the corpse cicadas that were originally arrogant and domineering and as dense as the dense fog in the mire and covered the stone path of the tomb wall were roasted to a crisp. The slippery moss on the wall was burned into ashes. The human hand vine, which looks like a human hand, was roasted like a Dry chicken feet.

So now he is willing to risk his life and save his nephew who is valued by his third uncle to repay his kindness.

Wu Xie's heart moved, and he knew that the fat man was using Jianghu's incision to test the identity of the person on the other side.

On the contrary, Wu Xie has liked to stay by Wu Laogou's side since he was a child, listening to his stories about fighting.

Pan Zi frowned: "You know me. Then you should also know that I work for the third master of the Wu family."

How did these two people keep their clothes clean? They couldn't have entered through the door of the tomb, right?

After experiencing nearly death for a long time, Pan Zi has long been a desperado, but when it comes to this, he is not afraid anymore.

To know him, he should be a living person, and the name of the Wu family of the old nine sect would also shock Xiaoxiao.

It was Pan Zi who stepped on him.

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm really sorry, little comrade, my brothers were frightened by these bugs just now and couldn't stick to their hearts."

Before the second half of the sentence could be uttered, he was choked back by a wave of heat, and flames surged over him like a tornado.

Pan Zi said coldly: "Friend, let's make a distinction between humans and ghosts."

If the meat dumplings are made of meat, the black donkey's hooves on his lower back will illuminate them; if a living person is pretending to be a ghost, then don't blame the butt of the gun in Master Pan's hand.

Seeing the surrounding fire flickering, the fire was like a dying old man, and it would be extinguished in the next second.

Pan Zi had already tensed up his muscles and was taking aim, preparing to pounce on the zombies before they swarmed up and use his body to pave a way for Wu Xie to survive.

The fat man also noticed something was wrong and said tremblingly: "Brother, you just set off such a big fire, why didn't you see the flamethrower in your hand? It's not easy to throw this thing away. It would be bad if the police found it. Already."

"Little Third Master, hurry up..."

The two people opposite were as clean as if they were walking in the park. You should know that they were as cold as oil bottles. They were also covered in dust when digging into the tomb hole.

This set of incisions is rarely used by modern people, because many tomb robbers have no inheritance and do not follow the rules, so it has gradually been lost. Even Pan Zi was confused when he heard it.

Within two words, the person had already approached, and Wu Xie realized that there was not one person coming, but two people, a man and a woman. However, the girl's footsteps were too light, so no one could notice her.

Is the competition in the industry of reverse fighting so fierce now? There are men and women with unknown origins in the front, and men and women of unknown origins in the back. They are good enough to join the entertainment industry, and they are also wearing fashionable and trendy clothes that look expensive at first glance. Why?

Want to come and grab Jiuliu’s meal?

Especially the skin of both of them is like flawless jade.

The sound of footsteps without any concealment came from the other end of the tomb passage.

It has a shadow, can talk, and is a living person.

Wu Laogou, as a veteran of the Laojiu Sect, had traveled all over the country and fought countless battles. He had never encountered anything. The Jianghu Sect also taught him a little bit, so Wu Xie could understand the Slit mentioned by Fatty Wang.

Fatty Wang is also called Wang Yueban. From his body shape and name, we can also guess whose character Da Jinya took as reference when writing the book.

"After a person has been dead for a long time, no one knows him anymore, right?" Hu Xiuwu looked at the fat face that was somewhat similar to Wang Kaixuan, always wanting to tease him, and his words were deliberately vague to make people misunderstand.

Wu Xie's eyes widened nervously, and his thighs were so tight that they stung.

After staying in the dim tomb passage for too long, Pan Zi was accidentally stabbed by the light of the fire. Pan Zi's eyes were filled with tears due to the light, and he could only close his eyes.

Wu Xie remained calm, but he saw Pan Zi looking intently at the golden couple opposite. Pan Zi held the shotgun upside down and used the unloaded shotgun as a war hammer.

Seeing this, he also looked at the visitor again.

"It doesn't matter, no one in this world recognizes me anyway."

Wu Xie looked at the man and woman strolling in the courtyard, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The fat man clapped the wolf-eye flashlight in his hand and fired out the strong light again, piercing the darkness and revealing the surrounding situation in the light.

He originally thought that Men You Ping was the most beautiful pretty girl he had ever seen. Unexpectedly, not long after they separated, he met a beautiful couple. Both men and women had better looks than Men You Ping. He always felt that they

None of the male and female protagonists in the TV series that I have seen have a temperament that surpasses theirs.

"You are Pan Zi, you are indeed a tough guy." Hu Xiuwu admired Pan Zi's character when he was reading.

The fat man subconsciously turned the flashlight over.

"It's not polite to shine a flashlight on someone."

"I dare to ask this top Yuanliang, where did he divide the mountain armor (where did he rob tombs? Where is the scope of his activities?), and how many gates were dismantled?"

When he felt that the temperature around him dropped, the burning feeling on his face disappeared, the surroundings were as quiet as night, the sound of moving corpses disappeared, and he smelled a scent, he dared to tentatively open his eyes.

"Lao Jiao's family carries firewood on the mountain and makes fires at the foot of the mountain. (The family surnamed Hu's family craftsmanship),"

The fat man was shaking more and more, and his left hand subconsciously touched the golden talisman hanging around his neck, which was said to be able to ward off evil spirits: "Brother, you are joking, how could there be someone that no one in the world knows."

Although Wu Xie was not as experienced as Pan Zi, he was very smart. After taking a closer look, he also discovered something was wrong.

The voice is very young, clear and clean, full of vigor and smile, like the warm sunshine in spring that is incompatible with this dark and humid tomb.

Wu Xie was enjoying the pain, but then he felt someone stepped on his hiking boots.

"Yes, of course I know about Wu Sansheng's reconciliation series." Hu Xiuwu responded to Pan Zi casually, but his eyes were focused on the dark hole behind Wu Xie.

"Zhang Qiling, come out, I see you."

Wu Xie suddenly turned around and saw Menyou Ping holding the ancient black gold sword.

Like the very few corpse crickets that survived the blazing fire, Mengyou Ping seemed to have seen some kind of natural enemy.

Menyouping, who can make the Millennium Female Puppet kneel down, is so afraid of the person in front of him. This person is probably not on the same level as the Millennium Zongzi in the front room!

The famous scene where the Iron Triangle first met,

After sighing in his heart, Hu Xiuwu asked Zhang Qiling a question: "Zhang Qiling, is my ghost seal with you?"