You said you were good at archaeology, but your tattoo of the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin has be

Chen Yulou couldn't help but smile knowingly when Shirley Yang recognized him.

Looking at the small sword in her hand, Shirley Yang looked at Chen Yulou again and asked respectfully: "May I ask who this old senior is?"

Chen Yulou slowly took off his hat and sunglasses and showed his whole face:

"I am the leader of Xiangling back then---Chen Yulou."

"When that little brother first saw me, he told me my name without hesitation. I am also very curious. How did you know?"

Huo Jilin smiled slightly: "The senior is really extraordinary, with a kingly demeanor that can command hundreds of people. Apart from the leader of Xiangling back then, I really don't know who else can have such a demeanor."

Although Chen Yulou is now down and out, Huo Jilin still understands etiquette.

"Alas."

Hearing Huo Jilin's words, Chen Yulou sighed.

Although Chen Yulou's eyes are already blind, Huo Jilin can still see the complexity on his face.

There is reluctance, excitement, joy, and sadness.

I think Chen Yulou is missing his past when he was the leader of Xiangling.

When Shirley Yang heard Chen Yulou's name, her eyes were full of excitement:

"You are Chen Yulou, the leader of Xiangling back then!"

"Your name is often mentioned in my grandfather's notes."

"How did you end up like this?"

Chen Yulou smiled bitterly:

"I lost a lot of brothers in Yunnan back then, and I was blinded because of it."

"After returning to Changsheng Mountain, I felt ashamed to be the leader of Xiangling again. , I happened to meet a tomb-raiding brother, who came to Gulan County with me.

"We found a big tomb, so we built a Dragon King Temple here to raid the tomb."

"Later, he died in the tomb, but fortunately this descendant buried him in peace."

"I will stay here and live out my life."

After hearing what Chen Yulou said, Shirley Yang felt distressed: "My grandfather's diary mentioned that you are his brother. My name is Shirley Yang. When we come out of this tomb, I will pick you up to go to the United States together."

Chen Yulou counted on his fingers and said "What you want to find is under this tomb."

Shirley Yang asked suspiciously, "How do you know what I'm looking for?"

After Chen Yulou finished his calculation, he put his hands down:

"The curse of the partridge whistle will be passed on to future generations. There are clues to what you are looking for under this tomb."

"However, if you want to go down, go with the young man next to you. With him, everything will be easy."

Taking money from others to help them get rid of disasters, Huo Jilin nodded: "Don't worry about this."

It's not that he is worried about Shirley Yang, but mainly because he is jealous of the team of cannon fodder behind Shirley Yang.

Chen Yulou nodded with satisfaction and drew a peace charm on a yellow paper talisman.

After drawing the peace charm, Chen Yulou wrapped the small magic sword into the peace charm and handed it to Huo Jilin: "This small magic sword has been with me for decades, and now I give it to you."

Huo Jilin was not polite and took the small magic sword without any refusal.

After thanking Chen Yulou and saying goodbye, Huo Jilin followed Shirley Yang to the hotel where Shirley Yang and her group were staying.

This hotel seemed to be booked by Shirley Yang, and it was closed in the broad daylight.

If it weren't for the noise inside, I would have thought that the store was closed.

Shirley Yang knocked on the door, and someone came to open it immediately.

After entering the door, Huo Jilin found that the door was full of people, all dressed in black.

Huo Jilin looked up and down, a total of eight people, judging from their appearance, three were from the United States, two were from the Sakura Country, and the rest were from Daxia.

The leader was a woman wearing a black wallet, who was peeling an apple with a big knife.

Shirley Yang introduced: "This is the leader of this group, Hua Han."

This Hua Han is about 1.7 meters tall, about 25 years old, with a healthy wheat-colored skin, and a cut right eyebrow, full of heroic spirit.

Seeing Huo Jilin looking at him, Hua Han pointed the tip of the knife at Huo Jilin: "What are you looking at?"

The big knife in front of him flashed with cold light, and was only a few centimeters away from Huo Jilin's throat.

As long as Hua Han stabbed forward slightly, he could cause irreversible damage to Huo Jilin.

But Huo Jilin's face was fearless, and his cold eyes stared straight at Hua Han: "You are very rude."

Hua Han's face was angry, and he pushed the knife forward a few more points: "What did you say! If you have the guts, say it again!"

At this moment, Huo Jilin's throat had touched the tip of the knife.

Huo Jilin's face did not change: "I said you are very rude."

Seeing this, Shirley Yang immediately came to stop him.

Take the knife off Huo Jilin's neck and introduce him to Hua Han: "This is our companion who is about to travel with us. His name is Huo Jilin. Don't have a grudge against him. His bodyMy hand is definitely better than yours."

Hearing this, Hua Han's face was immediately covered with sarcasm: "In the United States, no one dares to say that they are stronger than me in front of me."

The knife in Hua Han's hand seemed to weigh at least 40 kilograms. Although it was not as heavy as the black gold ancient knife, it was definitely not a weight that an ordinary person could easily swing.

These mercenaries were all fierce and ferocious. Hua Han was able to become the leader among them. He was definitely not an ordinary person.

Huo Jilin chuckled: "You also said that you are the strongest in the United States, but this is Daxia!"

"If you are a dragon, coil up for me, if you are a tiger, lie down for me!"

Hearing this, the people around him surrounded him instantly.

Hua Han glanced up and down at Huo Jilin, and snorted coldly: "For you, I don't even need to do anything, Smith, you come. "

A beautiful Chinese man who was about the same height as Huo Jilin came out.

Smith looked at Huo Jilin and laughed: "Hahaha, come on, I will break all your bones."

Shirley Yang's face fell and she stood in front of Huo Jilin: "That's enough! Hua Han! If you continue like this, go back to the United States!"

Huo Jilin pulled Shirley Yang behind him: "Since we are here, there is no reason to go back easily. You want to fight, right? I can accompany you."

Which of these people is not a good cannon fodder?

Since ancient times, how many talented people have been defeated because of underestimating the enemy?

For example, underestimating the enemy.

Smith's eyes seemed to be full of teasing: "You? If I don't beat you down in three minutes, I will take your surname! "

Several people skillfully moved the tables and chairs away, leaving enough space for Huo Jilin and Smith.

Hua Han leaned against the wall and ate an apple with a relaxed look.

Hua Han's people stood beside her, looking like they were watching the fun.

Smith punched Huo Jilin several times and rushed towards him.

"Huh!"

Smith's speed was so fast that he created a gust of wind in the air.

Seeing that Smith was about to reach him, Huo Jilin dodged and punched Smith's back with his right fist.

"Ah!"

Although Huo Jilin had already retracted his strength, Smith still couldn't help but wail, took several steps forward, screamed, and almost fell to the ground.