The archaeological team kept walking towards the depths of the corridor, during which everyone was vigilant, staring at the area in front of them.

As soon as he found the nest of strange birds, he waved the military shovel in his hand directly, and those strange birds could only choose to retreat.

However, with the passage of time, Taoist Qianshan's condition is getting worse and worse, he lost too much blood, and at this moment there is no way for the archaeologists to help him bandage and apply medicine.

He could only rely on his own body to bear it, but there were too many wounds on his body, and in the end the Taoist moved his lips a little white.

He was in a trance for a while and almost fainted. Fortunately, Chu Jie behind him seemed to have noticed that the speed of the steel umbrella hanging above his head seemed to have slowed down.

Hastily reminded Taoist Qianshan: "What's wrong with you, Taoist Qianshan?"

While shouting, the dagger in his hand also slipped out, forcing back the strange bird that was about to rush past him, and after Chu Jie's reminder, Taoist Qianshan also forcibly raised his breath.

The speed of turning the hanging steel umbrella in his hand also picked up again, but this time the expression of the mountain-moving Taoist became completely dignified, and asked the archaeological team behind him in a low voice:

"I'm afraid we're going to be planted here this time. You guys have a chance to escape one by one!"

The archaeologists turned pale when they heard the words, and they were a little at a loss at the moment, not knowing how to avoid this terrible disaster.

But Taoist Qianshan forcibly breathed a sigh of relief, clasped the Miao Dao in his hand, and said in a slightly low voice:
"Open the live broadcast room! You can leave a last message even if you die, so that the outside world can know what's going on!"

Hearing such a pessimistic attitude from Taoist Qianshan, the archaeological team members became even more desperate, but the archaeological team member holding the live broadcast device also choked up at the moment.

The live broadcast will start soon.

And the rest of the archaeologists were also extremely desperate at the moment. Seeing that the archaeologist started the live broadcast, they wanted to say something about their last words.

And just when they were thinking about their last words, those strange birds seemed to have found an opportunity, and rushed towards the archaeologists in an instant.

Fortunately, some archaeologists reacted quickly and waved the military shovels in their hands, but there were still one or two archaeologists who did not react, allowing those strange birds to rush into the range of the hanging steel umbrella.

When Taoist Qianshan saw this, he immediately hit the Miao Dao in his hand before he could change his color.

And the moment the two strange birds were about to collide with the Miao Dao, they flew out in the opposite direction.

Seeing this scene, the archaeologists were also in a cold sweat. At this time, the archaeologists who equipped you at that time also turned on the live broadcast equipment in their hands.

The netizens in the live broadcast room were not asleep at all.

"Are they still alive? Why isn't there a live broadcast? Are they all buried there? Is there anyone who can contact me?"

And so on and so forth.

However, none of the management team came forward and said that they would contact Professor Li and the others, and these netizens became more and more excited.

So many people are waiting for the result of whether the archaeologists survived or not.

And at this moment, the live broadcast room suddenly opened, and there was a picture again.

"Fuck! I just typed a congratulatory speech, but seeing this scene doesn't seem too good!"

"What the hell is going on here? What are those flying things? Why are you under the hanging steel umbrella?"

"Moving Mountain Taoist seems to be injured? What the hell! Where is Teacher Zhao Li?"

When the netizens saw the scene in the live broadcast room, they also sent out a barrage of inquiries, but at this moment the archaeologists were really not in the mood to answer.

At this moment, I am sad and want to say my last words directly.

Those strange birds attacked more and more fiercely, and the physical strength of the mountain-moving Taoist was getting worse and worse. At this moment, he had already shed one-fifth of the blood on his body.

At this moment, the Taoist who moved the mountain was a little swollen and didn't know what to do, and those netizens also realized the critical situation at this moment.

They sent barrage questions one after another.

But at this moment, the archaeologists were not in the mood to pay attention to those bullet screens at all, but fixed their eyes on themselves, for fear that if they were not careful, what happened just now would happen again.

An archaeological team member suddenly broke down and cried:

"Mom, I may not be able to honor you anymore, but I bought insurance before I came down, and maybe there is a pension, so your grandma can spend her old age in peace!"

Hearing the cry of this archaeological team member collapsed, the rest of the archaeological team members felt very uncomfortable, but the other girl couldn't hold back anymore and shed tears:

"Dad! Maybe you don't really support the two of us being together, but it's too late to say anything now. You can take good care of yourself, and so can mom..."

While the archaeologists were saying their last words one by one, the live broadcast room was in a state of panic.

"Could it be that the archaeological team is going to be annihilated here? Why are you still saying your last words? This is very irrational. In the movie, they die as soon as they finish speaking..."

"Stop it, tears!"

"I'll take good care of myself, son..."

As soon as this barrage came out, it aroused accusations from netizens.

"It's stupid! What time is this? You still take advantage of other archaeologists. You are simply inhuman! You have a big moral problem!"

"The administrator is about to block him! Ma De, at this time, he is still taking advantage here! It's just..."

However, after waiting for a while, there was no hint of the administrator's title, which also made the archaeologists a little confused.

At this moment, Taoist Qianshan couldn't hold on any longer, and the blood in his body was flowing more and more slowly.

This is not to say that his wound has healed or anything, but that his blood pressure has dropped due to excessive blood loss, so the bleeding is getting less and less.

It felt a bit shaky, and those strange birds seemed to have discovered the weakness of the Taoist who moved the mountain, and they were not in a hurry at this moment, but attacked the archaeological team members.

In fact, they would not be able to resist these strange birds without the hanging steel umbrella above.

Until a certain moment, the mountain-moving Taoist actually stopped turning the steel umbrella in his hand, and passed out directly.

There was still a wry smile on the corner of the Taoist's mouth before he passed out. It was really embarrassing. Zhao Li had led the team for so long before, and nothing happened. How long did he lead the team?
This will wipe out the whole army. Thinking of Zhao Li's mountain-moving Taoist at the moment, I also hope that Zhao Li will suddenly descend from the sky or something.

But those are all routines in novels, how can there be such a timely magic weapon in reality?
With a wry smile, he was about to close his eyes, but at the moment when he was about to close them.

But I heard the exclamation of the archaeologists on the side, what is it, the Taoist who moved the mountain at the moment is not so clear, and he didn't hear it clearly.

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