Live broadcast to reveal the secret of tomb robbery, I actually activated Qilin blood

This made him couldn't help asking, "Do you usually like reading scripts?"

Song Yifei, who was originally nervous, was stunned when she heard this.

"Huh? I... like to borrow a storybook to read... What's the matter?"

Su Chen looked at the girl in front of her with an indescribable expression, and finally couldn't bear it.

"Read more books and read more newspapers. Don't read such boring things as story books. You have excellent works of this era, but you can't catch whatever you want to read."

"The series of words just now, I'm telling the truth, it's a bit bitch, it's a pity to be with your face."

"From now on, I will give you one last chance. To tell the truth, I will let you get out alive."

"Continue to lie, do you think I will cut off your beautiful neck with this zongzi-killing knife?"

It's obviously a nice voice.

The words are so cold that it makes people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Song Yifei's crying froze immediately.

She looked blankly at this man who she thought was difficult to deal with, but he was always in control.

Recalling what he said just now, I just feel like a joke.

"Did you... see through me from the beginning?"

The voice suddenly changed from Tianmei to Gao Leng Yujie's voice.

It made Su Chen feel that a beautiful girl who can change her voice freely in this era would be a little inferior if she didn't drag her to the live broadcast.

"No, at first I thought it was my own fault, but after seeing the essence of Feng Shui here, I realized it."

"Are you going to explain things clearly now? Or are you waiting to die here?"

Except for her mediocre acting skills, this girl's skills are indeed ridiculously poor.

Just leave it here and wait for the dead corpses he restrained to be attracted by the bloody smell of that door.

It took her a moment to be eaten into a skeleton.

It's true that this pretty face is a bit of a pity.

Song Yifei tried to find some joking elements on Su Chen's face.

What made her flustered was that there was no point in joking at all!

Is there really someone who is willing to give up her face?

Even if it is directly asked her to agree with her body, it is still possible!

Why did he die right from the start?

She has always felt that she has received countless preferential treatment because of this face, and she is no exception this time.

At this moment, I finally panicked.

Yes!

Su Chen looks even more stunning than her!

Even if she is a man, her level in a man is not at the same level as her level in a woman!

Such a person, what kind of beauty has never been seen before!

she!

Still overestimated his looks.

Thinking like this, Song Yifei could only admit defeat and said: "I... can tell you anything, just ask if you want to know..."

But as soon as she finished speaking, she saw Su Chen holding the ancient black gold knife and stabbing at herself coldly.

Chapter 421 Trapped

boom!

A loud sound of metal hitting and breaking the stone echoed throughout the long downward tomb passage.

The expected pain did not come.

Song Yifei lowered her head in bewilderment.

Seeing that the blade of the ancient black gold knife directly rubbed against his own body, it was inserted towards the back.

And when she looked back in horror.

Only then did I realize that a terrifying zongzi appeared behind me at some point!

Judging from his posture, he should be about to attack himself just now!

And Su Chen saved her again without compromising!

Such a change of mood made Song Yifei unable to react.

The point is that the current situation is really embarrassing.

She... was clearly deceiving him!

He even said just now that he would let her die in it!

Looking at the zongzi who was nailed to the wall behind him, he still didn't forget to show his teeth and claws.

Song Yifei's psychological defense was finally defeated.

She knelt on the ground with a plop, and said with tears in her eyes, "I will confess...I will confess everything..."

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In the tomb more than 300 meters underground.

There were five people standing sparsely in a panic.

This is a closed tomb.

There are many strange funerary clay pots inside, but there is nothing inside.

And every inch of the wall was scratched by sharp blades, leaving fresh knife marks.

In the middle of the room was a pile of rotting wood debris.

That should be where the coffin is parked, and the wood chips are the coffin.

The strange thing is that there are no dead bodies on the sawdust.

Not even a piece of dead bone.

This made several people quite puzzled at first.

But now they don't care.

Whether there is anyone in it, the body has gone out for a stroll.

None of this has anything to do with them.

Because they are now trapped and dead inside.

Since entering it, they have tried many methods to get themselves out of the predicament.

But after the struggle, no turning point will only make people more desperate.

Seeing this room, there is still no change.

There is also no concept of time passing, making them feel like they have been trapped in it for a long, long time.

Finally, after I couldn't support myself mentally.

A stubble-faced man threw the machete in his hand to the ground with a clang.

"Damn it! I shouldn't have believed that dead woman's nonsense!"

"Damn said there is a treasure, there is a bullshit! Come in and meet some goddamn things!"

The people around just listened to him cursing with indifference.

Because after these three days of tossing, walking all the way here is their limit.

The food distributed before being washed away has been exhausted since arriving here.

"Damn it! What's the matter with you? Are you going to die? You won't make a sound?!"

After being cursed.

The short-haired man next to him looked up helplessly at the top of the tomb.

The specification of this tomb is very strange.

There are high-end tombs covered with beautiful relief bricks, as if they have just been done in recent years.

But if you turn your head, if you don't pay attention, you will plunge into another tomb that looks like a primitive man's cave.

Just like the tomb they are in now.

The rounded roof of the cave feels like Wenwan walnuts that have been rolled countless times.

But on the outline, it looks like... brainwashed.

Once there is this thought, some people will panic.

After all, according to what Mr. Bai said, this place is already very deep underground!

Deep in the ground, there is a room with an interior outline that looks like a brainstorm?

When they think about it, they feel the hair on their hearts.

"Maybe we all died in the previous earthquake, and now all ghosts are here?"

Snapped!

As soon as Cun Tou finished speaking, he was slapped violently by the bearded man.

"What do you say about your mother?! I'm throwing your mouth at you now, does it really hurt you?!"

As soon as these words came out, several people were stunned.

Ya's ghost won't hurt!

The lighting of kerosene lamps is also obvious, and they are still stepping on shadows under their feet!

can.

This thought was even more desperate.

Because if you're sure you're dead, it's over.

Anyway, dead can do nothing.

But now they are not dead yet!

That is to say, they will continue to be trapped here in despair, waiting for the arrival of death.

Another endless silence.

There are obviously people in the entire tomb.

But it behaved as if it were five corpses that had fallen sparsely.

"Old Ba... Do you think we are really going to die here?"

After a long silence, the monkey-like man on the far side finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

He vaguely felt that he had seen it. Not long after, the news of his death was sent back.

The scene where my mother cried and blinded her eyes.

He is really unfilial!

After such a bumpy journey, his mother has raised him so much.

Not to mention that he accomplished everything, he couldn't even give her the old man's pension and die...

He really raised him for nothing!

Old Eighth, the only honest-looking person in the audience.

The face is like a person, simple and honest, honest.