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Don't look at Wan Cheng Jinghou's face is more beautiful than a woman's, but with a cold face, his voice is low and majestic, and the two men are stunned when he speaks.

The fifth child was hit by a small stone and was thrown out. Looking at it now, he felt very useless. He got up from the ground and shouted: "Which fucking onion are you, you..."

As he said, he was going to raise his gun to hit Wanqi Jinghou.

It's just that the fifth child stopped in the middle of speaking, and then opened a pair of big eyes, the eyeballs almost slipped out of the eye sockets, and he couldn't speak the second half of the sentence anymore, and it turned into a strange trembling.

No one knows how Wancheng Jinghou came to Laowu. Just now Wanchengjinghou was clearly standing at the door of Huangchang Xiaomen, but at this moment, Wanchengjinghou had already met Laowu in the blink of an eye. face to face.

He held the dragon-scale dagger in his right hand, and the muzzle of Lao Wu's gun in his left hand. Under the eyes of everyone, he deformed the head of Lao Wu's gun like squeezing an empty soda can.

"Snapped!"

Lao Wu's gun fell to the ground, and he looked at Wan Cheng Jinghou with a look of monsters.

Wan Cheng Jinghou looked at the man in the coffin with cold eyes, and said coldly: "The rice dumplings in this coffin are thousands of years old, and they are waiting for the yang energy of the living to rise up."

Wen Baiyu couldn't help shivering, it was the first time he saw a corpse, and this corpse was a thousand-year-old rice dumpling, it was not corrupt, its skin was fair and transparent, as if it was undergoing beauty treatment every day!

Simply unscientific...

Wen Baiyu was still thinking, and suddenly he was strangled by someone. The elder brother strangled him from behind, put a gun against his head, laughed, and said, "Boy, what is the name of the dagger in your hand?" ?”

It was only at this time that Wen Baiyu noticed the dagger in Wan Qi Jinghou's hand. He walked away in a hurry just now, and he didn't take a close look at the dagger. It was a short dagger the size of a palm, and it was black in color. dragon.

Dragonscale Dagger...

Wen Baiyu remembered what Wancheng Jinghou said at the time.

When he thought about this, he couldn't help thinking that when he went down to the tomb, he heard them discussing a few words, saying that the boss asked them to find the artifact to go back. At that time, the fifth child said the word "dragon", and then he didn't say anything more.

If that's the dagger they're after...

The elder brother said: "Boy, I know you are powerful, but we have hostages, you obediently put the dagger on the ground and kick it over."

Wen Baiyu didn't know the origin of this dagger, but it must be an old thing, not a valuable thing, why did they spend so much effort to find it.

He also thought, Wan Cheng Jinghou looks so powerful, there is definitely a way to save himself without giving him a dagger!

Just as Wen Baiyu was thinking, he saw Wan Qi Jinghou slowly bent down, threw the dagger on the ground with a "click", and then kicked it naturally.

Wen Baiyu's eyeballs were about to fall off, and he watched helplessly as the dagger was kicked to the elder brother's feet, and the elder brother motioned for the fifth brother to pick it up.

When the fifth child picked it up, he was overwhelmed with excitement. He held the dagger and looked at it repeatedly, and said, "It's this dagger! It's exactly as described!"

The elder brother nodded, and asked the fifth brother to put the dagger into his backpack.

Wan Cheng Jinghou said coldly: "Let him go."

The elder brother laughed and said, "Let him go? Do you think we are stupid? Let him go and you come to revenge us?"

As he spoke, he pulled Wen Baiyu back a few steps, and said, "Fifth, go and collect the valuables in the coffin, we are going out of the tomb."

"okay!"

The old five smiled, strode over, pushed open the coffin lid, put on a pair of rubber-like gloves on his hands, reached into the liquid-filled coffin, and first took off the male corpse Holding the wrench in his hand, he picked it up and illuminated it by the candlelight, and said excitedly, "Brother, this... this thing is a treasure!"

The eldest brother was also excited and said, "Hurry up!"

He said, and said to Wan Cheng Jinghou: "Don't move, be careful that this little bastard is dead!"

Wan Cheng Jinghou didn't look at him, nor at the fifth child, nor at the coffin, but turned his head and looked at Huangchang Xiaomen casually.

Wen Baiyu was strangled and couldn't move. Seeing that the fifth child reached into the coffin excitedly, he took off the golden mask on the male corpse's face.

The fifth child said, "Brother! It's gold! There are precious stones on it! Such a big ruby! We're well-developed, so...fa...fa..."

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly opened wide, his face was extremely distorted and frightened, and he stared into the coffin...

The eldest brother also noticed something was wrong, but they were all far away from the coffin, and couldn't see what was in the coffin at all, and said, "What's wrong?!"

Lao Wu trembled, forgot to run away, his legs trembled, as if he had been filled with lead, and tremblingly said, "Open...open...open your eyes..."

Just as he said the last word, all the candles in the coffin room suddenly went out with a "poof", and the coffin room suddenly became dark.

"Ahhhh!!!"

First, the fifth child screamed miserably, and then the elder brother suddenly screamed "Ah" in horror.

Wen Baiyu only felt his neck loosen, and the feeling of shackles suddenly disappeared, and his wrist was immediately held tightly by a big cold hand.

Wen Baiyu shuddered, the icy temperature was like...

Just thawed out of the freezer...

It is Wanqi Jinghou.

Wen Baiyu breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't know why.

"Walk."

Wan Teng Jinghou grabbed his wrist, dragged him, and ran to the outside of the coffin.

When they got out of the coffin chamber, they could still hear the fifth child's miserable cry: "Zong...Zongzi...Ghost! There are ghosts!!!"

Wen Baiyu broke out in cold sweat, and was dragged forward by Wan Chengjinghou, suddenly remembered the dagger, panting heavily while running, and said: "The dagger... the dagger... the dagger is still in that person's bag Li, no... don't you want it?"

Wan Qi Jinghou stopped suddenly.

"Bang!", Wen Baiyu confiscated him, and slammed into his back hard, his nose was sour, and he almost shed physical tears!

But the other party was tall, and he bumped hard, only shaking slightly.

Wan Cheng Jinghou looked back at him and said, "Dagger...do you want it?"

Wen Baiyu blurted out, and said: "Nonsense, they must be very valuable if they look for it like that, and they say it is a magic weapon... Wait, what are you doing?!"

Wen Baiyu was still talking, when he saw Wan Qi Jinghou suddenly turned around and walked back, and quickly pulled him back.

Wan Cheng Jinghou still looked indifferent, but looked at the other party holding his wrist in puzzlement, and said, "Go back and find the dagger."

After finishing speaking, he added: "Don't you want it?"

Wen Baiyu immediately blocked his throat and said: "You are stupid, you can't go back then, there are zongzi in there! You and the dagger, of course..."

Wen Baiyu paused as he spoke, and suddenly coughed. He almost said just now, "Of course you and the dagger are important", but it seemed that something was wrong when he said it, which made Wen Baiyu a little unnatural.

Wan Cheng Jinghou was even more puzzled, frowned at him, and said, "What's wrong?"

Wen Baiyu quickly shook his head and said, "It's nothing, let's go quickly! There are so many black lights in here, it's too scary!"

Wan Cheng Jinghou thought for a while, and suddenly took off the backpack on his back, then took out a flashlight from it, and stuffed it in Wen Baiyu's hand.

Wen Baiyu suddenly seemed to see a savior, and said, "You have a flashlight? Why didn't you take it out sooner!"

Wan Cheng Jinghou pointed to his eyes and said, "I can see, but I don't need this."

With the flashlight, Wan Cheng Jinghou walked in front, Wen Baiyu walked behind, and the two walked one after the other. When crossing the fork, Wen Baiyu also followed Wan Cheng Jinghou, and never expressed his opinion. I don't understand ancient tombs at all, and I don't know why, but I always feel that Wanqi Jinghou is very reliable.

The passage in front of the tomb is getting narrower and narrower. It doesn't look like it was repaired, but it looks like a cave dug by tomb robbers.

As soon as the passage narrowed, Wen Baiyu became nervous. Although he didn't have a phobia of confined spaces, he could more or less make up his mind, such as a hand suddenly stretched out in a dark place.

"what!"

Wen Baiyu's feet tilted, he screamed in fright, his body was unstable and he threw himself forward.

Wan Qi Jinghou walked in front of him, and when he heard Wen Baiyu's cry, he immediately turned around, and Wen Baiyu fell headlong into Wan Qi Jinghou's arms.

Wen Baiyu couldn't care less about the hypothermia of Wanqi Jinghou, so he quickly grabbed him, closed his eyes tightly, and said, "Everything..."

Wan Cheng Jinghou looked down, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "It's just a rock."

Why use just!

Wen Baiyu withdrew embarrassingly from Wanqi Jinghou's arms, and scratched the back of his head.

Wan Cheng Jinghou looked at him, because it was too dark around him, Wen Baiyu didn't notice that the corners of the other's mouth were curved.

Wan Qi Jinghou stretched out his hand and took Wen Baiyu's hand.

"Do...what?"

Wen Baiyu said tremblingly.

Wan Cheng Jinghou said in a natural voice, "The front is too narrow, let's go together."

The front is indeed getting narrower and narrower. At the beginning, it was Wan Cheng Jinghou who held his hand, and later it was Wen Baiyu who held Wan Cheng Jinghou's hand tightly.

After walking for a long time, a downward staircase suddenly appeared in front of him. It was not an exit, but a huge tomb.

Wen Baiyu looked forward and said, "What's ahead?"

Wan Cheng Jinghou looked back at him, just about to speak, suddenly his eyes changed, and he said sharply, "Get out of the way!"

As soon as Wen Baiyu was pushed by him, he immediately rolled down the steps with a "gululu", his shoulders and the back of his head were painfully knocked, the world was spinning in a whirl, and he rolled for a long time before stopping.

Wen Baiyu got up and looked up. At the entrance of the cave, there was a thin man like a mummy, making a weird rattling sound.

Wen Baiyu widened his eyes and said, "Wan..."

Before he could say anything, Wan Cheng Jinghou looked down from above and said, "Stand still."

Wen Baiyu didn't dare to move, and dropped the flashlight at the entrance of the cave. Wan Cheng Jinghou's figure was very blurred, and soon disappeared, and there was no clucking sound from the rice dumplings.

Wen Baiyu was a little anxious immediately, he wanted to climb up the steps to have a look, but Wan Cheng Jinghou wouldn't let him move.

His head was hit and he was still a little dizzy, his arm was scratched, and some blood stained his clothes.

"Tick" dripped on the ground.

Wen Baiyu hurriedly covered his arm with his hand, looked down, there was a drop of blood on the ground, wet the dust, and there was writing underneath.

Wen Baiyu squatted down quickly, regardless of whether it was dirty or not, he stretched out his hand to wipe off the dirt on the ground, the ground was engraved with seal script, Wen Baiyu didn't recognize it at all.

"Tick-tock-"

Another drop of blood dripped on the words.

——Swear by blood, to be my disciple from the next life...