Star Trace Gate

The wilderness.

Ren Ye had phlegm stains on his face, glanced at No. 11, and walked over: "What do you mean?"

Surrounded by them, other players looked at the two with different expressions. Some had eyes full of expectation, while others frowned, not knowing what they were thinking.

Especially the smart scholar, who has been observing other people's expressions.

Seeing Ren on the 11th, he also came over, with the playful expression on his face unchanged: "I didn't mean it, haha, I'm so sorry!"

Although he said he didn't mean it, his smile was a bit mean and provocative.

Under the branches, the two looked at each other, sparks flying.

In the crowd, some people shouted crazily in their hearts, "Fuck it, let's do it quickly, let me see what the remaining 11 people are like."

"What are you looking at me doing?!" No. 11 stepped forward, less than half a meter away from Ren.

"I see you...!"

Just when the two seemed to be about to have a conflict, Liu Jishan suddenly came back with his pants lifted: "Fuck you! Are you both sick? There are so many confrontational programs in the future, what are you two so anxious about?" ?”

Everyone followed the sound and saw No. 1 Liu Jishan. They shouted and asked, "Are you leaving?"

After a brief silence, Tang Feng immediately walked to No. 11, stretched out his little hand and pulled the other party's arm: "Oh, why are you so angry this morning? I don't know what the second level is. , everyone, calm down.”

After saying that, Tang Feng looked at Ren Ye again and said with a pun: "This little brother may want to give you a code to spit on you! I just didn't spit correctly."

Everyone smiled when they heard this.

"Ah, so you want to talk to me." Ren also thought for a moment, bent down to pick up two leaves, and stretched out his hand to wipe the phlegm stains on his face: "Okay, let's find a chance to talk later."

"Haha!" No. 11 sneered.

Ren Ye borrowed the donkey from the slope and ignored him. He just picked up his leather robe with a normal expression, turned around and asked, "Then let's call each other according to the table number. Let's go."

"go!"

"...!"

Someone echoed the words and followed Ren Ye towards Qingliang Mountain.

Tang Feng held No. 11's arm and said in a low voice: "Brother, I see you as a fierce person at first glance. Later... you have to take care of me?"

"Haha, okay." No. 11 nodded, stretched out his hand to touch Tang Feng's round butt, and pinched it hard: "I can take care of both the front and the back...!"

"Damn it!" Tang Feng shyly hit the other person.

……

There is only one way up the mountain to the tomb, which is neither long nor short.

When everyone is on their way, they are relatively restrained. They usually go their own way, and few people communicate alone.

However, Tang Feng was an exception. She relied on the fact that she was a good-looking woman, so she kept walking in the team and chatted with almost everyone.

Before entering the tomb entrance, Tang Feng caught up with Ren Ye who was walking in front: "Little brother...!"

"What are you doing?" Ren Ye turned around and asked with a smile under the scorching sun.

Tang Feng naturally held Ren Ye's arm, his delicate body facing away from everyone, and whispered softly: "With shawl hair and stockings, you look very cool at first glance!"

"That's right, Tang Ciren, I am the eldest brother of Stockings." Ren Ye replied in a low voice: "You are too active, you have to keep a low profile."

"You know nothing." Tang Feng whispered: "The persona I created for myself is that of a social butterfly. This is not abnormal."

"...Someone is staring at me. Don't show too close to me." Ren also reminded.

"I just want to tell you that No. 11 is acting abnormally, and he might want to mess with you." Tang Feng made exaggerated body movements with Ren Ye, but he spoke quickly: "Should we inform you?" Li Yan, if they...!"

"No, remember." Ren Ye interrupted directly: "If there is a conflict later, the three of you will have to pay ten million...!"

The two communicated very quickly, with only three or five sentences, but Ren Ye clearly expressed his thoughts to Tang Feng.

……

rear side.

Seeing that the entrance to the tomb was close at hand, No. 11 deliberately walked behind the crowd and untied his trousers.

He stood on the roadside and started to pour water.

Not far away, the scholar also stopped and walked over with his pants unbuttoned: "This kid is a Ninja Turtle. You spit on him and he doesn't even react."

No. 11 did not squint, but asked calmly: "Do we really want to do it now? He has teammates secretly. If we are the first, we will easily suffer."

"No. 5's ability to adjust votes is so strong, and he can also accurately command his teammates to return votes uniformly." The scholar replied softly: "I guess there is a high probability that he has already confirmed his teammates, or in other words, they The password settings are very clever, so we can communicate and transmit information at any time. We have just passed the first level, and everyone has already gathered, and we are still testing each other like fools. This is a big disadvantage. "

The strong man felt that what he said made sense and nodded unconsciously.

"If there is any conflict or disagreement later, and a few of them stick together and the rest of us fight on our own, the rhythm will be completely lost. They can kill whoever they want." The scholar frowned and paused: "So, we must unite other players. I saw that these people are very cautious. If we don't take the lead, no one will dare to jump out."

"you mean……!"

"Believe me, we must do it." The scholar paused and said, "Create something, see how many friends No. 5 has around us, and let others see our attitude."

"Row!"

No. 11 put on his belt and took the lead to leave.

……

Less than a quarter of an hour later, ten people slowly arrived at the entrance to the tomb.

Two bronze doors nearly ten meters high suddenly appeared in front of everyone. The door of the tomb is rusty and full of traces of time.

Everyone looked up and saw no inscriptions, nor any plaques or sealing stones hanging above the tomb door.

"Boom, boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and there seemed to be a mechanism operating behind the tomb door, and there was a sound of grinding teeth.

"Squeak...!"

The door of the tomb slowly opened inwards, and a gust of cold wind blew in.

Everyone couldn't help but shudder, and after looking at each other, they looked at Ren Ye.

"You've come here, can you still go back?" Ren also scratched his nose: "Let's go!"

After saying that, he entered the tomb door first, with the leather robe still hanging on his left shoulder.

The others paused for a moment, and then each stepped into the tomb passage.

"Squeak...!"

When the last person entered the tomb, the tomb door suddenly closed, and the damp and cold tomb passage instantly became pitch black.

"Damn it! The door closed by itself!"

"Don't shout, don't panic!"

"Who touched me?!" Tang Feng pulled his neck and yelled: "Don't... pinch, don't pinch!"