Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 2832 The first word is expectation, from my timidity, quietly bring out the darkness in my heart...

"My lord, I've read them all. These two problematic marks have been engraved a second time." Wen Duo came back after looking around, frowning: "And it's also been treated to be old. You have to be very careful to see any traces... These bastards in Jinyi are still too careless."

Hearing this, the Jinyi people on the side immediately shrank their necks—but when they thought that Mr. Wen had left the Jinyi, they immediately felt relieved.

"From this point of view, I am afraid that Sikong Jieyue is really not dead." The mother of the gold master thought for a while and said, "Even, even the content of this handbook he left behind is quite authentic."

The mark of the second treatment is even added with old treatment - if it is the mark engraved on the first time, there is no need to do old treatment at all.

It can only be explained that Sikong Jieyue has come to [Red King Tomb] again in the near future—and one step earlier than Yuhuatian and his party.

At this time, [Death Scholar] came over, "My lord, the door hidden in the passage of [Dementor] was opened, and it was also using the method on the handbook... It seems that there is no danger at present, but the road inside has not been explored yet. "

The crowd was silent.

Especially [Scholar Who Killed His Life], at this time he still looked terrified, after all, he almost died at the hands of nail bugs... Only those who have been nailed before this thing know how painful it is.

Ding Xiu understood the feelings of [Death Scholar], and patted him on the shoulder to show comfort.

"What are you doing?" Wen Duo said in a blunt voice at this moment: "What kind of scare did you get from an old man who stole graves and dug his graves, hiding his head and showing his tail? Are you still in Baigang Jinyi?"

"Wen...Mr. Wen, of course we are not afraid, but we have to beware of Sikong Zhaiyue and the possibility of setting more traps inside." Ake bit the bullet and said: "Sikong Zhaiyue is of course not enough to support, but The problem is that this is [Red King’s Mausoleum], God knows how much Sikong Jieyue has learned about the traps here, and how much he has modified."

Wen Duo stared at Ake fiercely, and Ake shrank his neck instinctively.

"Well, I have my own opinions and I am motivated! Good job!" Wen Duo suddenly smiled.

Ake was in a daze, as if he would never be able to guess what Wen Duo was thinking.

"Okay, there's no point in discussing it." Yu Huatian said at the right time: "It doesn't matter how many traps there are, since the [Dementor] will not take the initiative to attack Sikong Ju, then the Sa family has reason to believe that , Sikong Jieyue will at least take care of this useless son... From now on, let Sikong Ju take the lead and move on."

That's one way to go -- at least as things stand.

"Did you hear that! Stand up!" Ding Xiu roughly grabbed Sikong Ju, "Come here, give this fat pig something, don't let him die so easily!"

——The old man is not dead.

——The old man is not dead.

--not dead……

Sikong Ju's expression was sluggish at this moment, and he allowed Jinyi to put on him a whole body of light armor like an empty shell - only armor, but no weapons.

——The old ghost is not dead...

——Not dead, why... lie to me!

"Go!" A Jinyi pushed Sikong Ju directly into the newly opened stone gate, "Go!"

Sikong Ju staggered forward a few steps, then suddenly turned his face, and quickly and gloomyly glanced at the people behind him...Facing the unknown darkness, Sikong Ju swallowed instinctively, and walked forward with difficulty .

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Zhao Huaian carried the supplies on his back... The reservists were naturally the last in the line, the rear.

"I said Zhao Huaian, do you think we won't get anything this trip?"

Boss Wu came to Zhao Huaian's side with an uneasy look on his face at this time, sighing and demoralized.

Zhao Huaian asked curiously: "Boss, if you keep running to the back of the line, won't the adults in front blame you?"

Boss Wu shrugged and said, "I can't chat with those guys, and you need someone to watch over your reserves, so I simply took this job... What, are you unhappy seeing Boss coming?"

"How could that be?" Zhao Huai'an suddenly smiled apologetically, "With the boss watching over from behind, the sense of security will instantly increase, okay?"

Boss Wu casually patted Zhao Huai'an on the back of the head, "So much nonsense!"

"Boss, don't hit the back of the head next time, I hate people hitting me on the back of the head the most." Zhao Huaian looked aggrieved, but seeing Boss Wu raised his hand again at this time, he immediately changed his words: "Of course, it's only natural for the boss to hit the younger brother." .”

Boss Wu just gave up, hummed twice, and wandered around behind the team... One by one, the reserve guards slapped the back of the head, "Be careful! Don't make trouble for me! Do you hear me!"

"Hear!"

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Amidst the wind and sand, more than a dozen Lizardmen looked tired.

They didn't escape all the way back to the temporary residence built on the edge of the red wasteland to escape the century-old storm-this trip, they fled back to their original home in the wasteland.

In a huge cave under the burial of a huge sand dune.

In the caves of the sand dunes extending in all directions, thousands of lizardmen separated from the [Bai Clan] originally lived, but now the population of this sub-clan has dropped to less than half of the original.

"Enkuan, why are we coming back here? We should rush back to the tribe immediately, gather our people, and rescue Lord Sacrifice from those hateful strangers!"

"Didn't you see how terrifying the power of that group of aliens is?" The lizard man named En Kuan said in a deep voice, "What do you think we can do with our little combat power?"

"But you..." The companion was startled at this moment, as if thinking of something, "Could it be that you want to..."

"Not bad!" En Kuan nodded at this time.

"No! There is an order in the clan to prevent us from contacting [Bai clan]!"

"We can't lose our own sacrifice...Compared to this, let me do this sinner!" En Kuan said in a deep voice, "Why can't we contact the [Bai Clan]? Our ancestors were also [Bai Clan] originally! "

"But……"

"Stop talking!" En Kuan waved his hand at this moment, and immediately rushed into the depths of the cave.

I saw that in the innermost part of the cave, a large altar was actually built—on the altar, there was a big bronze sacrificial bell held high.

Enkuan walked up to the big bell, puffed up his arms, and punched suddenly!

The heavy fist made the giant bell shake, and a huge sound instantly penetrated the cave structure extending in all directions... As if it had undergone a special expansion, the entire sand dune was shaking at this time. reverberate among.

Enkuan knocked for more than [-] times in a row before he tried his best to stop.

"Sure enough..." En Kuan gritted his teeth at this moment, and raised his fist reluctantly again, but found that his arm was already trembling, "I can't knock it a hundred times, there is no way..."

"I'm coming!" Seeing that En Kuan's hands were stained with blood, his companion gritted his teeth and rushed up to the altar, "We are brothers of the same clan, and we want to be sinners. I will accompany you!"

At this moment, the top of the altar suddenly shook violently, and then the rock above the altar began to shatter!
En Kuan turned pale with shock: "How could this be!"

But before the lizardmen could tear it apart, a loud noise was heard, and the rock above the altar exploded in an instant, and then an incomparably large head protruded abruptly... Inside the slightly opened huge mouth, Especially the flames are circulating.

All the lizardmen instantly felt their scalps go numb.

"Dragon...dragon beast?" En Kuan said in disbelief in horror: "How could there be a dragon beast in the red wasteland... This is at least the level of a great lord!"

The dragon's head roared, and the entire hidden cave vibrated again. A group of lizardmen covered their heads in pain and rolled to the ground. At this moment, two figures quickly descended from above and stepped on the altar. superior.

"[Red King Bell]? I didn't expect there to be such a complete [Red King Bell]."

One of the two figures had three strange eyes on the left and right cheeks... At this time, it was looking at the sacrificial vessel bell.

The other one is more than two meters tall, covered with purple-black layers of horny skin like armor... a pair of curved black long horns on the top of the head... giving people a sense of sharpness all over their bodies.

"Are you the remaining people of [Red King]?" The purple-black [Dragon Star] Maharaja looked at the lizardmen under the altar at this time, tilted his head slightly and said, "[Bai Clan]?"

"You... who are you?" Enkuan stood up reluctantly at this moment, and asked in a trembling voice.

[Long Xing] said calmly: "Lord Longling, the one next to me is Lord Mo Xing."

"The Emperor of the Empire!"

Enkuan screamed suddenly, his whole body is not well - it just wants to shake the old guy of [Bai nationality] out, not the maharaja of the empire!
As soon as it gritted its teeth, it slowly knelt down towards the two imperial monarchs [Dragon Star] and [Thousand Calamity].

But seeing [Thousand Tribulations] Majesty's eyes fixed, a group of lizardmen were instantly lifted up by an invisible force...they were so stiff that they couldn't move...they were even more terrified.

"Subjects of [Red King], why should you kneel to me." [Thousand Calamities] Maharaja said indifferently.

En Kuan was startled, a little confused about the emperor of the empire...but he was too frightened to speak.

[Long Xing] suddenly sneered, "I come to ask you, why did you ring this [Red King Bell]?"

Enkuan subconsciously glanced at the same clan behind him, made a certain decision in his heart, and immediately gritted his teeth and said: "My Enkuan is a member of the [Bai Clan] sub-clan! Not long ago, our clan was attacked by a group of strangers! We live in our priest and plan to invade the [Red King Mausoleum]... Please also ask the two great lords to help me rescue the priest!"

All the lizardmen looked at En Kuan in horror.

They have lived in the Scarlet Wasteland for generations and have never been naturalized into the empire. How could Enkuan ask for help from the emperor of the empire, isn't it? !
"Is there a stranger exploring the [Red King's Mausoleum]?" I saw the [Thousand Tribulations] Maharaja frowned slightly, "Huh, the people of [Red King] have not all naturalized, and there are still three tribes who call themselves the tomb guards." , Where is the tomb guard of [Red King]?"

En Kuan said: "For some reason, the group of aliens did not go deep into the depths of the scarlet storm, but walked around it, and stopped nearly fifty miles northeast of the mausoleum...there is not a place where the tomb guards patrol. .and……"

"And what?" [Dragon Star] Maharaja narrowed his eyes.

Enkuan broke the jar and said: "And, as far as I know, the tomb guards of the three clans seem to be preparing to hold the [Red King Sacrifice] recently, and may...maybe have no time to take care of..."

I only heard a few explosions in the air... The explosion in the air made people shudder, but it was [Dragon Star] Maharaja's eyes.

"A guy who has been dead for so long, what kind of ceremony is there?" [Dragon Star] Maharaja sneered, "It's boring."

[Thousand Tribulations] Maharaja waved his hand, but he signaled [Dragon Star] Maharaja to restrain himself. It stared at En Kuan and said, "Take me to find those aliens. The priests of [Red King] cannot fall into aliens." If you die, you should die in the hands of the empire."

En Kuan's heart tightened, and he couldn't understand this terrible maharaja more and more... But it had already washed its head, confessed everything, and could no longer turn back.

Since the emperor of the empire was accidentally shaken, then simply...let those hateful strangers feel the horror of the emperor of the empire!

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The bell rang, as if to signal home.

In the dimness, Qila raised his head suddenly, and looked at somewhere suspiciously... Some kind of throbbing from the heart made him gradually lose his mind.

However, a force of pulling forward interrupted Qila's thoughts in an instant—of course it was Wen Duo, this rude guy who didn't understand the spirit to pity it, and was pulling the chain vigorously at this time, urging it to move forward.

Qila felt miserable in her heart, but she could only let it be manipulated.

After entering Shimen, the journey was extremely smooth, and there were no [dementors] wandering around... This made the Jinyis who were worried that Sikong Jieyue would set traps even more tense.

No one knows if something terrible will happen in the next second... The long unknown is the most tormenting.

"stop!"

Suddenly, the voice of Pathfinder came from ahead.

After penetrating through the passage, there is a huge platform ahead—and this platform actually exists in a huge crack!
The knife-cut cliffs extend on both sides, and there is no end in sight, and there is no end below!

"Look, what is that!"

From the underground mountain on the opposite side of the crack, two gigantic faces are emerging... Those are two statues standing out from the abyss, how tall they are!

The huge statue on the left holds the magic ball in both hands, and its shape is similar to that of a lizardman—even more similar to Qila—but in Wen Duo’s view, most of the lizardmen look the same.

The statue on the right stands with swords in both hands. It looks like another common alien race in the red wasteland... It is almost similar to the lizardman, but it looks ferocious, and it exudes a sense of brutality.

"The Komo tribe." An old man adjusted his glasses and took a closer look, "This should be the image of the Komo tribe in the wilderness... According to legend, the ancestor of the Komo tribe was the son of [Red King] ! And [Son of the Red King] is a gigantic and ferocious monitor lizard that is thousands of feet long."

The old man is a member of Yuhuatian's family. He is an expert in the study of alien races. He is an alien scholar. His combat power is low, but he is useful.

"The one on the left should be the legendary [Red King's Daughter]." The old man said excitedly at this time: "My lord, I am afraid that there is only [Red King's Son] and [Red King's Daughter] in the world today. The Scarlet King]... It seems that the opposite of this abyss is the 【Red King Mausoleum】!"

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The old pedants studied the appearance of the statue from a distance...the brocade clothes were busy lighting it up—it was really too huge a relationship on the opposite side.

"What are you doing! Stand up!"

At this time, Wen Duo let out a drink.

The reason was that the lizardman priest he was guarding was kneeling down to the two opposite statues devoutly at this moment, making strange gestures with his hands.

Wen Duo reached out and grabbed Qila's arm without saying a word, intending to pull it directly.

what……

The lizardman priest immediately groaned.

——My ancestors, I am guilty...

——In front of such a solemn and sacred statue of ancestors, I actually had the idea of ​​wanting to mate...

—I am guilty...

Feeling the restlessness in his body, the lizard man priest wanted to jump directly into the abyss.

"Mr. Wen."

Mr. Luo's voice suddenly rang out.

Wen Duo was startled, then turned around and said, "My lord, what are your orders?"

Mr. Luo said: "It will be bad luck to prevent a pious person from bowing down to his belief."

"?" Wen Da wrote the question mark, subconsciously said: "Master, this is a strange beast, not a human! There is no need to be so nice to it!"

Mr. Luo just narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly.

Wen Duo suddenly felt as if a cold wind was blowing on the back of his neck, his pores shrank, and he subconsciously let go of the lizard man priest... He scratched his head, "Okay."

At this time, in the crack, a black long rope hidden in the darkness was discovered by a Jinyi—the black long rope was connected to the opposite side of the crack.

"Wuguangbao rope... this is not the old ghost's..."

At this time, Sikong Ju's eyes changed slightly, and he was startled immediately. He looked around cautiously, and found that everyone was attracted by the long rope and didn't notice him, so he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

He gathered his hands under the belly full of fat, and rubbed it a few times from time to time... At this moment, the suppressor shackles of Sikong Ju's hands clicked slightly.

opened.

——Why do you need to learn such a troublesome thing...I want to play a mobile phone!
——Ah Ju, this is a handicraft handed down from our ancestors, how much do you learn?

--go away!

——May I recharge your card?One month... two months of big monthly cards?

— three months!

——Well, well, as long as you are willing to learn...

"Immortal..." Sikong Ju's eyes were gloomy at this time, but he put the shackles that had been opened on his hands again, pretending that nothing had happened.

Suddenly, he loudly said: "This... this is the Wuguang rope... it is... my father's treasure, why is it here!"

(End of this chapter)