The elves invaded the world

Chapter 220 Imperial Mausoleum
Mu Qingyun pondered for a moment: "I've made up my mind."

Seeing that Mu Qingyun had already made up his mind, Yun Ruoshui took out a magnetic card from his pocket and put it on the table without further words.

"At nine o'clock tonight, gather at the foot of Shenshi Mountain on time. Then you will lead your team members to participate, and other people will be responsible for escorting you."

Mu Qingyun was a little puzzled; "Aren't you going to act with us?"

Yun Ruoshui shook his head: "There will be detailed arrangements at that time, by the way, the latest news, the poisonous miasma near the mausoleum has recently increased a lot, you try to bring as many elves that are resistant to poison attributes.

These poisonous mist are mainly aimed at the elves, and do little harm to the human body. Currently, the special antidote for elves in the market cannot completely remove the toxins. "

Mu Qingyun nodded and wrote it down. He didn't expect the matter to be so serious.

Watching his little aunt leave, Mu Qingyun put the magnetic card into his pocket.He looked down at the time before walking slowly outside the hotel, guessing that Zhang Jin and the others should be there.

At this time, the sun was shining brightly outside the hotel, and people were coming and going on the street.

Mu Qingyun took out his mobile phone to check the shared location, it showed that Zheng Wuya and the others had already arrived nearby, and it took about a few minutes to reach the hotel

"team leader!"

After a while, there was a shout, and Mu Qingyun looked up, and saw Zheng Wuya and Zhang Jin, one tall and one short, very conspicuous in the crowd.

Zhang Jin hasn't changed much, he still looks like a monkey spirit.On the contrary, Zheng Wuya has become even darker. If his eyes are not good, he might think he is a black brother from abroad!
Zheng Wuya grabbed Mu Qingyun's shoulders, looked at the hotel behind him and said excitedly: "Boss, are you rich? Can you afford to live in the Yunyun Hotel?"

Zhang Jin, who was behind him, patted him on the shoulder unhappily, with a little helplessness in his tone: "I am convinced of you, is this cloud hotel the property of the captain's family? You should exercise less and exercise more. See the world!"

Zheng Wuya scratched his head and laughed out of embarrassment.

Mu Qingyun looked at these two live treasures with a smile, and led them into his room together.

"I'll go, this is too luxurious!"

As soon as Zheng Wuya entered the room, he looked around the luxurious suite with wide eyes.

After they visited for a while and were satisfied, Mu Qingyun urged them to sit down on the sofa, and said solemnly: "Due to the influence of the poisonous fog, we'd better use elves with relatively high anti-drug properties for this operation. I remember you both have this kind of elf, right?"

Zheng Wuya and Zhang Jin looked at each other, and Zheng Wuya said in a low voice: "My giant marsh monster has ground attributes, which can reduce half of the damage caused by poison attributes."

Zhang Jin also took up the conversation: "My Dragon King Scorpion is the same. Although its resistance to poison is not the best, it is much stronger than other elves."

Only then did Mu Qingyun feel relieved. After all, according to what my aunt said, if there is no elf that is resistant to poison attributes, it is very likely that you will not be able to enter this imperial tomb.

After resting for an afternoon, he ordered the two to wear team badges. Mu Qingyun took the two of them to have a hasty dinner before setting off for Shenshi Mountain.

Shenshi Mountain is located among the mountains in the south of Ruoyang City. Originally, this mountain was not very eye-catching. It was not until this incident that people gradually became familiar with it and began to pay close attention to it.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and Mu Qingyun led the way riding a fire-breathing dragon, followed closely by Zheng Wuya and Zhang Jin who were riding Bi Diao together.

Looking at the mountains under his feet, he thought that fortunately there are flying elves to travel, otherwise it would take a lot of time and energy to cross these mountains.

A moment later, a mountain peak shrouded in purple poisonous mist appeared in front of it. On the side of the foot of the mountain, a beam of red light shot straight into the sky, which was extremely conspicuous in the dark sky.

Mu Qingyun signaled to land from here. Several white tents have been set up here, and dozens of people in full armor are busy shuttling back and forth.

A man in a black uniform was holding documents to verify the faces of the three.

"Hello, is Captain Mu Qingyun?"

Mu Qingyun nodded while putting away the fire-breathing dragon: "It's me. Excuse me, are you gathering here?"

"No, this is just a temporary reception station, please follow me."

After the young man finished speaking, he turned and led the way. The four of them walked through a bush, and a spacious grassy field came into view.

I saw a small transport plane parked aside, and several scientific researchers in white research uniforms were going back and forth to check the equipment.

Several strong lights on the transport plane illuminated the entire base brightly.

On the other side of the grass, dozens of trainers wearing various combat uniforms had already gathered, chatting together in twos and threes.

Mu Qingyun looked around, and among the many trainers, there was only one graceful female trainer, standing alone in a corner with her arms crossed.

"Hey, hey, boss, what are you looking at?"

Seeing that Mu Qingyun stopped suddenly, Zheng Wuya asked a little puzzled.

"Moyi?"

Mu Qingyun shouted uncertainly.

At this moment, the woman turned her head slightly, brushed the hair on her cheek, pointed at herself, and asked with some doubts, "Are you calling me?"

Looking at Zhao Moyi's face which was far away from her, Mu Qingyun sighed: "I'm sorry, I admitted the wrong person."

The woman smiled indifferently, and walked away.

This time, not only Zheng Wuya, but even Zhang Jin sensed Mu Qingyun's anomaly, and waved his hand in front of his eyes.

"Captain, are you okay? You still have to watch when everyone is gone!"

Mu Qingyun slapped his hand off, feeling puzzled.

Although the voice and face of this woman are far from Zhao Moyi's, I always feel that the backs of the two are somewhat similar, especially the movement of brushing her hair.

At this moment, a gray-haired old man stepped out of the helicopter, followed by several researchers and eight special forces in alliance uniforms.

Mu Qingyun took a closer look and saw that the little aunt was standing beside the old man.

Seeing his searching eyes, the little aunt smiled and nodded.

The old man coughed lightly, and waited for everyone's eyes to focus on him before speaking slowly.

"Not much to say, there is not much time until the opening of the mausoleum.

The reason for recruiting everyone to come here this time is mainly because there are two tasks.

The first task is to protect our scientific research personnel and successfully pass through the poisonous miasma and enter the ancient tomb.

The second task is to find a stone tablet engraved with the method of making a special ball.

This stone slab was once discovered by archaeologists who had been to the imperial mausoleum, but unfortunately, only the news was passed on, but they were buried in this mausoleum. "

The old man closed his eyes at this point, paused for a moment, and then continued to explain: "The radius of this poisonous miasma is 1000 meters, as long as the protection researchers can safely pass this distance, it will be considered as the first task completed perfectly.

The team that completes the first task will be rewarded with 500 million spirit coins, and the team that completes the second task will be rewarded with 1000 million spirit coins, and three special balls will be given priority after making special balls!
(End of this chapter)