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"Is this where you lost someone?" Qin Xiaojia smiled slightly.

"Yes, I lost Zhao Bohan here, and I also met Qin Ziqian." Shen Ling looked around.

When Fu Xin heard Qin Ziqian's name, she was taken aback. She turned her head to look at Qin Xiaojia's face, and what she got in exchange was astonishment not much different from her own.

"Who are you talking about?" Qin Xiaojia's voice trembled.

"Qin Ziqian, hahaha, I knew he was not so short-lived, he is still alive, hahaha...hehehe..." Yu Maoyan turned from laughing to low, and finally found a comparable opponent, Still an old enemy.

"He...he, how?"

"Well, I can't leave El Dorado, and I'll die if I leave." Shen Ling said vaguely, no one wanted his father to turn into a mummy, it's better not to know than to look uncomfortable.

"Master. Three small mausoleums were found in the front right. Some gold utensils, and dozens of jars of shells." The Qin family replied and reported.

"Where is the coffin facing?" Qin Xiaojia came back to her senses and asked about something important.

"Layers."

"It's the mausoleum of the Dian people. They are neither the Chu culture, nor the grassland culture, nor the Central Plains culture, nor the indigenous culture, but the mutation of many cultures!" Qin Shuang's eyes straightened when he heard the golden utensils.

"Map making." Qin Xiaojia said to the entourage beside him, "Continue to go down. If you encounter a temple or an altar, please let me know."

"If you meet someone..."

"It's still a question, of course I will kill it." Fu Xin interjected.

Qin Xiaojia ignored it, and went straight to the side of Shen Ling who was dazed by the cliff, "You've seen Zhao Bohan here, you'd better look around for more, you said you saw my dad, where did you see him?"

Shen Ling pointed to a wall, which was the stone gate she passed through, and there were fingers exposed from dry bones on it.

"Blast!"

Qin Xiaojia took off his gloves.

"No, there might be something unclean inside." Shen Ling said.

"Shen Ling, come here," Fu Xin called her over.

The Qin family moved very quickly. They put on an instrument to measure the thickness of the stone door, and then stuck a corresponding plastic bomb on it.

"Uncle Yu, come with me, maybe you can meet your father." Qin Xiaojia smiled lightly, and with a wink, someone untied Yu Maoyan.

Yu Maoyan snorted.

She has already fought against Qin Xiaojia, she is no longer a teenager, besides, Qin Ziqian gave her a way to restrain herself, if she wants to win, it is only a fluke, once the stone gate is opened, if she sees Qin Ziqian, father and daughter work together, how can There is no chance.

But Yu Maoyan didn't pursue this, he was tired of living.Even if there is no chance of winning, if you lose, your soul will return to hell.

"Boom!" The Shimen was blown into pieces, a chill came over the face, there was an endless crackling sound of bones, and piles of skeletons rolled out shoulder to shoulder.

"Wow!" Shen Ling was the first to close her eyes, and was slapped on the head by Fu Xin, "Who told you to close your eyes, and watch Young Master Qin show off his might."

Everyone saw a group of skeletons crawling out along the side of the stone gate together, with whimpers from hell, this stormy offensive made everyone frightened.

Qin Xiaojia let out a soft snort, and was the first to stand in front of the bone pile. She stretched out her hands, hugged her knees and stomped her steps, pressed her right and left her back, like flowing clouds and flowing water, extremely chic.

Kachacha, immediately tore off a few arms and claws that were waving over.

Shen Ling's eyebrows twitched thinly, if he just watched but didn't fight, then he didn't have to be afraid.

Her vision is detached, and she can see more clearly in the flickering light of the flashlight. She can see all the dry bones that have gathered, and all the roads on the upper plate are covered by Qin Xiaojia's palms. The majestic and feminine strength formed a black vortex, and the skeletons were spun around seven or eight times by the wind, like a spinning top, like a spinning spindle, and then the skulls were crushed one by one by Qin Xiaojia!

There was a loud knocking sound, and Qin Xiaojia stood alone in front of the blasted stone gate, really acting like a thousand.

Seeing her moving around, Fu Xin smiled, "It's a pity, it's a family, and I'm still a young master."

Shen Ling understood that if it was a man, she would still grab it.