Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

[172 Hundred Men Sacrifice Picture]

Shitou walked to Bai Qingcheng and An Yan. When he saw that the petrified person opposite him was still motionless, he shouted impatiently: "Third Young Master, how long are you going to stand? Aren't you going to protect me? Why don't you come here?"

?”

The third young master looked at the triumphant little man who was wholeheartedly rejecting him and smiling at him, and walked over with gritted teeth.

He leaned over and whispered: "Little Shitou, I'm not a jackal, tiger or leopard, why are you so afraid of me getting close to your mommy?"

Shitou raised his hand and made a big cross with his arms, "Third Young Master, you have been out on my father list for a long time."

Nangong Yu didn't understand what she had done to be eliminated, so she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why?"

Why--

Of course, keep stallions away.

Shitou didn't answer. He straightened his backpack and said loudly and proudly: "It's okay if you want to qualify, but it depends on how you perform next. Then I will decide whether you participate in my father-choosing competition."

Nangong Yumian said with joy, "A man's words are hard to follow, and it's your fault for the stone."

Bai Qingcheng looked at the two people arguing in front of him and shook his head with round eyes, "Third Young Master, Shitou is actually helping you. Don't you know that Miss Song is actually very evil and twisted inside..."

"Aunt Bai, my mommy doesn't have it. She's just a little scary and a little violent."

"What do you two kids know?" Nangong Sanshao snorted coldly, "Xiao Zhi has all kinds of beauties, but you just can't find them."

Bai Qingcheng covered her face and said, "Children, you are not allowed to despise a baby face."

Shitou thought seriously: "All kinds of beauty?"

"Okay, don't waste any more time. The young master ordered us to leave the tomb before dark. We don't have much time." Assistant An reminded, taking the lead and walking forward.

Shitou and Nangong Yu looked at each other and followed.

Miss Bai followed An Yan and complained in a low voice, "It's like the head teacher who suddenly popped up when everyone was gossiping. It's so disappointing."

An Yan stiffened for a moment.

Without looking back, I finally sighed silently and continued to move forward...

This is no longer a matter of misunderstanding. Miss Bai's dislike of him has already sublimated, right?

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The narrow corridor becomes wider and wider as you walk. The walls on both sides are carved with ancient murals. When you look around with lights, you will find that the scenes in the murals are very similar to the ancient city. It is like the ancient city reappearing thousands of years ago, but it is strange.

What people notice is that the people working, buying and selling, and walking on the street in this painting are all women.

Zhizhi stopped when he saw a picture.

The painting opposite is different from the one before. There are no women, but nearly a hundred men. They are lying on their backs on the altar at the highest point of the ancient city, with no clothes on their bodies and their eyes closed, as if they are waiting for something.

And above the sacrifice, on the top of the mountain, was crawling a giant black spider with many legs that was ready to move, slowly crawling in the direction of the man.

"Sacrifice diagram", An Yi also stopped beside Zhi Zhi, "The owner of this tomb should be a very powerful prince and noble in the Inca Empire. In order to sacrifice his own beliefs, he did not hesitate to sacrifice so many people for sacrifice. But... why the sacrifice

Is it a man?”

"Since ancient times, the use of women for sacrifice has been an eternal theorem." Zhizhi was also puzzled. He frowned and thought, "Before the Zhou Dynasty, women were like livestock slaves who could be bought and sold and even eaten as meat. As far as I know, the Incas

The empire is not a matrilineal clan. This picture is really strange."

An Yi sighed, "This entire tomb is so weird. How can a family that upholds poisonous scorpions as their totem belief be normal? I just hope there won't be any thousand-year-old female zombies in the remaining tombs."

Song Xiaozhi rolled his eyes at her and said, "An Yi, we are very close to the underworld, so don't keep saying unlucky words."

The two of them regained their composure and continued walking forward, following Nangong Jue's footsteps.

Zhizhi walked behind Nangong Jue, thought for a moment, walked to his side, and walked side by side with him.

Nangong Jue raised his thick eyebrows slightly and looked sideways at her, "What's the matter?"

"How certain are you that we are going to a fake tomb?"

Nangong Jue seemed not surprised by her question, "Qiu Cheng."

"according to?"

"Left host and right guest."

It was the right room they were walking into.

Zhizhi breathed a sigh of relief because she would rather the tomb she went to had all the dangers than being hit by rocks and the others.

As for Nangong Jue, he deliberately ordered Shitou and the others to take the direction where the main tomb might be larger, and he felt a little more grateful.

Although he is usually strict and cold-hearted, when encountering danger, he always thinks of his own people first. This fact can make those who work with Nangong Jue unconsciously feel a sense of belonging.

"Miss Song," he said coldly, "I understand that I look very good, you don't need to keep reminding me."

Only then did Miss Song realize that she had been staring at him.

Because she had been watching him think, she ignored that what she was looking at was not the statue or portrait of Young Master Nangong. She came to her senses and turned back calmly.

Her face was calm: "President, doesn't he know that I'm looking at the mural opposite through you?"

This means she is ignoring him.

Nangong Jue narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice: "Miss Song, don't you know that I really want to hold you and go?"

Hearing this, Miss Song silently slowed down and retreated to An Yi's side. She said regretfully: "An Yi, I feel really sad for you and An Yan. You must be careful when choosing a BOSS next time. Don't do it."

Choose koala.”

An Yi: "..."

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Shitou Nangongyu and his party arrived at the end. Nangongyu brushed away the dust on the stone door and knocked on it to confirm that there was no mechanism. Then he and An Yan pushed the stone door open.

Entering the tomb, it suddenly became clear.

The four people who had been walking in the darkness raised their hands to cover their eyes for a long time before they could adapt to the bright light of the tomb.

Putting down his hand, Nangong Yu exclaimed: "Tsk, tsk, it's so gorgeous. It seems we are lucky to have arrived at the main tomb with low risk."

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