I didn't expect you to be such a white moonlight

"Stand back, don't act rashly."

"How many fog bombs are left?"

Fog bombs were also one of the tools An Qinyan ordered to prepare this time.It hits the ground and emits smoke to confuse enemies.At this time, An Qinyang asked to take it out, but in fact it was just to hit the door, making noise, making the door automatically think that someone was approaching, thus forcing all the feather arrows to shoot out.When the shooting is over, they come closer.

This is a very risky move. Once the arrows are not exhausted and they get close, they don't even know how they died.

And now that the fog bombs are used up, how will they protect themselves when they encounter real enemies?

But, right now, there is no more feasible way than this.

Lao Liu then took out a few small fog bombs from the cloth bag on his waist and prepared to launch them, while the others stood scattered in places where the feather arrows could not hit.

So, for a while, the smoke was lingering, and everyone covered their faces with their hands and closed their eyes.An Qinyang stretched out his long arms, hugged Ji Huaimo in his arms, and covered his eyes with his hands.And he himself was watching the direction of the door vigilantly, afraid that if the feather arrow lost its track, it would accidentally hurt the person in his arms.

After the first fog bomb was fired, Feather Arrow moved upon hearing the sound, and within a short while, a pile of shot arrows gathered on the ground.An Qin looked at the shiny black on the arrowhead, which was obviously poisoned, and couldn't help thinking, "It's dangerous".

However, after the door was fired for a while, there was no movement, and the tomb returned to calm.Everyone was about to move, thinking that the danger had been eliminated by them, and they were about to step forward to open the door.

An Qinyang's face changed, and he quickly stopped.But he was one step too late.

The old nine had already taken two steps in a row.

Only a shrill scream was heard, and Lao Jiu fell to the ground in response.There were two trembling feather arrows stuck in his chest, his eyes were wide open, his face was pale and pale, obviously he had passed away.

This sudden change made everyone stunned in place, and successfully stopped their footsteps.

"There are... still arrows..." After a long time, a weak voice resounded, which immediately stirred up waves, and everyone did not dare to act rashly anymore.

An Qinyang ordered calmly, "Send it again."

He didn't believe that he couldn't force all the arrows today.Sure enough, after the second fog bomb was thrown, it triggered another rain of arrows.

The few people were much calmer now, they calmly waited for the second wave to stop, and then threw the third fog bomb.Repeatedly.

After the fifth fog bomb was thrown, everyone waited for a long time, and finally no feathered arrows were seen.It was finally a sigh of relief.

"Master An, is this a cessation?"

"En." But despite this, An Qinyang's heart was not much relaxed, and his intuition told him that the "Master of the Tomb" would not let you succeed like this.

But he couldn't say what was waiting for them behind.After all, the reality before their eyes is that there is no feather arrow anymore.

So An Qinyang ordered, be careful in everything and approach the iron gate.

Lao Qi and Lao Ba became the vanguard, and the two of them were highly concentrated, and they approached the door full of murderous intentions step by step.

Surprisingly, nothing happened.

They breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly covered the iron door with their hands, feeling the arrow holes under their hands.

Lao Ba even put his face close to the arrow hole, trying to see what was going on inside.

Without thinking, he suddenly screamed, took a step back, and fell heavily to the ground.Only then did everyone see his situation clearly.He covered one eye with one hand, and black blood slowly seeped from his fingers.

"Not good! It's full of poison! Go in and you'll die!"

But, now, not entering is also death.Because the poisonous gas is continuously being sent into the tomb here along the empty arrow holes, it won't be long before it will fill the entire tomb.

"It's a corrosive poison."

In other words, if they sit and wait to die, they will eventually become rotten bones.At this time, someone was horrified to find that Lao Ba's face had gradually rotted from the eyes, and within less than a stick of incense, his entire face could no longer be seen, pus and blood were mixed everywhere, and it looked like a like a monster.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!—" Everyone screamed and fled in all directions.

Lao Ba seemed to have sensed it, and he gently caressed his face with the other hand, "Ah! My face! My face! What's wrong with my face? Ah!!!"

The scream was so shrill that it almost penetrated the ceiling of the tomb to the ground.

At this time, people were panicked, and fear spread rapidly among several people like another poison.

Ji Huaimo knew he couldn't panic now, he got out of An Qinyang's arms, and held his hand instead.

"Don't panic, this is the other party's trick of suspicion, just to make us mess up. In fact, the situation is not so serious."

"..." Isn't this serious?In an instant, the main force of the two members was lost.It's just that no one dares to say that.

"That's right, think about it. Since the poisonous gas can come in through the arrow holes, then we should also be poisoned at this moment. Why are we still standing here? This shows that the poisonous gas is the same as the feathered arrow. They are all defensive tools, not offensive tools. Only when people get close to them can they play their role." The person who said this was the sixth child.At the beginning, his voice was a little trembling, but when he met Ji Huaimo's encouraging eyes, he quickly calmed down and finished speaking smoothly, such a reassuring speech.

When the remaining two heard it made sense, they stopped panicking.

"Then, what about the old eighth?" According to the unwritten rules, those who become burdensome will be discarded.

"As long as people are alive, bring them with them. I, Ji Huaimo, will never give up on anyone who follows me."

The old Ba was very moved, but at the same time calmed down, he said: "Marshal's kindness, Yun will never forget it. But Yun can't drag the Marshal and Mr. An down with his broken body."

After all, he unexpectedly took out the dagger from his military boots and wiped it on his neck.

Ji Huaimo didn't have time to stop him, so he could only watch helplessly as another life disappeared before his eyes.

He sighed and said, "If we can see the sun again today, you will all be heroes."

"Who else is willing to step forward and find out?"

"I!"

"I!"

"I'll go."

"No!" An Qinyang pressed Ji Huaimo's shoulder, "What kind of situation have we reached now? Why do you need to do it yourself?"

"But I can't just watch another person die in front of my eyes."

"Marshal! We are all willing to stand up for the Marshal! Let me go."

"That's right, Marshal, you are a man of gold, and you must never take risks by yourself. Let your subordinates go."

"..." Ji Huaimo was young after all, he had only experienced this situation three times since he could remember, so naturally he felt a dilemma.