Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

Zhang Qilin has mastered the animal language, so he naturally knows that Tom and the snakes are not communicating smoothly. He decisively gave the order: "Catch the snakes."

Zhang Qiyuan offered his stove: "Put the snake in here."

Black Glasses knew Zhang Qiyuan's nerves and fussiness very well. His eyes could see clearly in the dark and had locked onto the red snake: "Chairman, do you want a living or dead one? Can an incomplete snake be ok?"

Zhang Qiyuan sat on the stove mouth: "It's all right, as long as you fill my stove."

rough!

How many snakes would we have to catch?!

But everyone soon discovered that the chairman's mission objectives seemed easy to accomplish.

As ordinary people without special powers, Yang Xueli, Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan have low combat effectiveness and can only make up for it with hot weapons.

I have to say that the shooting skills of these three are still very accurate, but the shots often go astray.

Of course, it is not without other uses, it can also blow up snake nests.

More and more snakes were crawling around, and the hissing sound enveloped the entire night. In order to see the surrounding situation clearly, Yang Xueli fired a high-intensity light bomb.

As a result, the gushing snake was instantly killed by the strong light.

"Little bastard, you'll die if you see the light!" Zhang Qiyuan cursed and stuffed the pile of dead fire snakes into the stove.

Tom summoned a sun flash, which circled above his head for a few times. Although the fire snakes were killed, his teammates were almost blinded.

The man wearing sunglasses, Black Glasses, escaped the disaster, but he did not escape Zhang Qiyuan's clutches.

"Black Rat, can I borrow a light?" Zhang Qiyuan took the fire from Black Glasses' palm with his fingers. It was a very neat orange-red flame. Zhang Qiyuan admired it and then threw it directly into the stove.

Black Glasses expressed his admiration for the chairman’s act of catching Lihuo with his bare hands!

The flames in the stove were too high, and the crackling sound of burning was continuous. The glass stove became a big candle, and the orange-red light illuminated a large area.

Zhang Qiyuan had been sitting by the stove, looking down from time to time to see what was going on inside, and occasionally adding something, such as thunder or gravel...

A lot of miscellaneous things were added, and at dawn, the stove that had been burning all night suddenly went out.

Edward, who was practicing by absorbing sunlight, watched with his own eyes as the chairman used the pile of golden feces as a embryo and continuously poured red liquid.

This red blood coagulates when exposed to light, so the process progresses very quickly.

The red furnace cover comes out hot from the oven.

"Tom, where is your wand?" Zhang Qiyuan shouted.

Tom, who was eating his breakfast, replied: "Chairman, I don't have a magic wand."

Zhang Qiyuan sighed: "You are just a piece of trash. You are nothing."

Good-for-nothing Tom had no choice but to lower his head and sip noodles. The chairman had been up all night and was in a bad mood, so he shouldn't bring bad luck to others at this time.

Finally, it was Feng Baobao who contributed her long sword.

Zhang Qiyuan held the knife and bent over to stir the remaining red liquid, which was as translucent as red agate. As he continued to stir clockwise, the red agate soup gradually became thicker.

"The last step."

Zhang Qiyuan put his palms together, and the two balls of Qi, gentle and violent, gushed out terrifying auras. The auras in the cage in his palms were like sharp blades, which quickly cut through his palms.

Within three meters outside the palm area, one can still feel the solemn and sharp aura.

The Zhang family was very familiar with this. The chairman was going to cause trouble again, so they had to stay away at this time. They were even very loving and pulled the Huyangwang trio out of the battle circle.

That’s right, Poplar King, the name of their team.

No one knows how this name came about, but it became the team name after people shouted it out.

The bloody palm rotated slightly, and the Qi ball started to spin with difficulty. Zhang Qiyuan struggled patiently, but a tornado suddenly appeared in the surrounding sand sea.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiaoliang’s role as the Son of the Desert was not in vain, and he quickly eliminated the danger.

One black and one white Qi ball were running the Tai Chi Bagua at a constant speed. Zhang Qiyuan's blood kept dripping, like lubricating oil, allowing the two Qi balls to run in more smoothly.

"It's almost done." Zhang Qiyuan held the black and white Tai Chi in his left hand, raised it with his right hand, and threw it into the furnace. In an instant, a purple lightning bolt fell into it, and the furnace exploded into pieces and finally broke into powder.

The rules of yin and yang were rearranged, and the dust-like furnace condensed into shape again.

The new stove looks gray and has dense cracks, but the lines are natural.

Zhang Qiyuan quickly ate a few blood-replenishing pills and rubbed a layer of ointment on his palms. There was no other way, Zhang Qilin's eyes were a little scary.

When the stove lid was opened, a wisp of purple-red smoke rose up, and the Bagua diagram at the bottom of the stove slowly rotated.

Feng Baobao's knife was also tempered once, and when he held it in his hand again, it was almost out of control.

"It's not obedient." Feng Baobao looked at the long knife that flew out of her hand. The sharp knife energy also broke her hand, but her automatic healing ability was strong, so there were not too many problems.

Gu Jiting's eyesight was almost recovered. He stole a few glances at the stove out of the corner of his eye and said, "Well, it's full of murderous intent." He didn't know who the chairman was going to kill.

"Young Master, look, it's all healed." Zhang Qiyuan wiped off the thick ointment, and his palm returned to its original state, without even the wrinkles on it being damaged at all.

Zhang Qilin frowned and looked at him for a while, wanting to teach him a lesson, but he also knew that Zhang Qiyuan was just like that, doing whatever he wanted and being lawless.

Finally, Zhang Qilin said helplessly: "Don't do dangerous things."

Zhang Qiyuan agreed very readily with some nodding, but when Zhang Qilin heard the tone and saw the weird look on his face, he knew it was just a perfunctory response.

Forget it, at worst I can just drag him back later, Zhang Qilin thought.

The Jingjue Ancient City is just around the corner, and after seeing the chairman’s thrilling “performance”, everyone is not so anxious anymore.

After packing up and getting ready, An Liman made it clear that he didn't want to go in. No one forced the old man, but Zhang Haike said to him, "Keep an eye on these camels."

All of these cost money!

He would feel sad if any camel died!

After setting foot in this ancient city, it was almost all gravel and rubble. Yang Xueli explained: "It is said that when the coalition forces broke through the city, a sudden black sandstorm buried everything when they were about to finish their attack."

Wang Kaixuan said excitedly: "Then there must be a lot of treasures buried underground."

Hu Bayi sensed that something was wrong with Yang Xueli, so he asked indirectly, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Yang Xueli looked at Hu Bayi with her slightly blue eyes. After a while, she said, "I had a dream. It was a dark cave with a coffin hanging on the wall."

"The coffin is engraved with ghost cave characters and is wrapped with many iron chains."

This dream has not appeared again since the curse was lifted.

Tom was walking behind them. Hearing this conversation, he took the initiative to intervene in the topic: "Miss Yang may have some connection with the person in the coffin. After all, dreams can convey some special information."

Hu Bayi's belief in materialism was shaky. He did not dwell on whether this was a dream he had been thinking about during the day. Instead, he asked, "Have you dreamed about this before?"

Yang Xueli nodded and didn't say much.

Tom slowed down his pace and looked at the three people led by King Huyang who were moving forward. From then on, he understood why he had to drag these three people along to find the Ancient City of Jingjue.

Yang Xueli herself may have a close connection with the Queen of Jingjue.

Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan were destined to have this trip to the ancient city, otherwise why would it be such a coincidence that they found this dusty and buried ancient city of Jingjue.

"Are you lame?" Zhang Qiyuan looked at Tom, who was wearing a black robe and walking slowly. "Little Tom, why are you walking so slowly?"

Tom looked at the chairman who was sitting on the stove: "Miss Yang, I dreamed that the Queen of Jingjue was lying in a coffin, and there was a huge dark hole there."

"Oh, that's the place we're looking for." Zhang Qiyuan looked at Yang Xueli in front of him, "She might be targeted."

It is unclear whether he is being targeted by the Queen of Jingjue or the Snake God.

It's hard to say.

Let’s see then.

The stone tower is like a huge eyeball, embedded in the broken Zagrama Mountains.

This unusual building appeared. I quickened my pace and walked closer. A corner of the steps buried in the yellow sand was revealed.

Hu Bayi speculated: "The tomb of the Queen of Jingjue is most likely underneath."

Edward climbed up a small hill and looked to the other side: "There's a hole here."