From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

The camp on Mojiu's side was rarely quiet, with a warm scene, everyone was sitting by the fire, laughing and eating. Occasionally, the naughty Mojiu would go and tease Wuxie.

Wuxie was so angry that he was like a puppy with its fur standing on end. Fatty even helped Mojiu tease Wuxie, which made Wuxie so angry that he cursed Fatty for not having brotherly love!

Of course, Mo Jiu's blessing was given to Wu Xie, and the gift was naturally fooled by Mo Jiu, the clever little Qilin.

Who is he, Mo Jiu? How could he suffer a loss? Hehehe! Wu Sanju, the little Qilin is here!

Xie Yuchen looked at his childhood friend, feeling dizzy. He was fooled by Mo Jiu's verbal blessing and said that Wu Sanju was given to Mo Jiu, whom he had only known for a few days. He didn't know what would happen when Wu's family found out.

Oh! It should be that Wuxie first realizes that his doghouse is gone and he has to live on the streets.

Pan Zi stared at his silly Third Master with tears in his eyes. He didn't know what to say when he saw the Third Master. He felt devastated that the Third Master's property was cheated.

But the third master didn't seem to react at all. He was still touching his head, feeling like he had made a profit.

Hei Xiazi's eyes lit up. It turned out that metaphysics could fool people in this way. This was a way to make a lot of money. He went back to the bridge to set up a stall to see if he could fool a few fools.

The young man who was blessed by Zhang Qiling had the opposite idea. He had been to Wu Sanju before, and although it was good, the blessing of his Zhang family's little Qilin was exchanged for a Wu Sanju. Wasn't it a little too little?

Thinking of this, the young man stared at Zhang Qiling's face again, and the two communicated using facial language.

Zhang Qiling: You don’t have a very good relationship with him?

Young man: Wuxie is from Jiumen, Xiaojiu is from Zhang family, they cannot suffer any loss.

Zhang Qiling: Not bad. The blessing is just to keep him away from evil spirits.

After receiving the message from Zhang Qiling, the young man silently withdrew his gaze and stared at the flames on the fire in a daze.

If Zhang Qiling and Mo Jiu hadn't appeared, and his memory hadn't been fully restored, perhaps the brotherhood between Xiao Ge and Wu Xie would have been very good. But with the betrayal of Jiu Men in the past, even though Wu Xie was different from the other people in Jiu Men, Xiao Ge still felt a little strange.

This is also why there seems to be a slight rift between the little brother and Wuxie these days.

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Late at night, in another part of the rain forest, Wu Sanxing, who had already entered here, brought Mop and others near the Queen Mother of the West Palace, but they did not arrive for a long time. He began to feel restless.

With Wu Sanxing's arrangement, Wuxie is protected by the little brother, Hei Xia Zi, Fatty, and Pan Zi. Although he may encounter dangers along the way, nothing will happen.

According to his plan, Wuxie should have reunited with them long ago. Why is it now nearly ten days late and even he can't contact them?

Did something happen to them?

Thinking of this, Wu Sanxing sat outside the tent, smoking a cigarette, looking at the dark rainforest in the distance, and he couldn't calm down at all.

He was worried about Wuxie's safety, and also worried that if Wuxie really got into trouble, the plan of the Nine Sects and Three Generations would be aborted. He was already in his fifties, and if he planned again, he wouldn't have much energy left!

Just as he was lost in thought, suddenly one of his men shouted in horror, and then the sound of someone falling down was heard.

Wu Sansheng stood up suddenly and kicked Mop who was sleeping next to him.

"Damn it, why are you sleeping? You don't even know you're dead."

"What? What happened?" Mop woke up with a fright, looking around in a daze and vigilantly.

"Snakes... lots of snakes..."

At this time, everyone in the camp ran out of the tents, and their faces turned pale with fright as they saw the dense swarms of fiery red crested snakes swimming around the camp.

"Grab your weapons and break out." Wu Sanxing's face was also very bad, but he was very calm and not panicked.

Following Wu Sanxing's instructions, Mop and his thirty or so men grabbed nearby weapons for self-defense, and some of them even took torches.

He found a direction where there were fewer snakes and broke out towards that direction.

"The campsite that bastard chose is like a snake's nest, right? Damn it, when he escapes, I'll shoot him to death." Mop ran while cursing.

Wu Sanxing threw a flare into the fire and rushed in a direction. He only hoped that Xiaoge or Hei Xiazi would come quickly. It was impossible to rely on the mop and the replaced subordinates.

That night, Wu Sanxing and his men suffered heavy losses. In the end, only a dozen people were left alive, and they didn't bring any of their equipment with them.

After finally getting through this terrifying night, they found a spacious place to rest, but no one dared to go back to the original camp to get equipment and dry food.

Wu Sanxing saw that the signal flare from last night was useless. It might be because it was dark and the people behind him were too far away to see clearly. He had another flare ready in his hand, so he lit it.