Nirvana of Tomb Raiders

Fall into a dark abyss with no turning back.

The body is absorbed, and the soul does not know where to float.

Drowsy and muddled, whether to return to the hometown or to the soil.

Fang Qiong was very tired. When he opened his eyes, the darkness almost swallowed him, and he was powerless and powerless.

The physical struggle is weak, but consciously he still persists in wanting to break through the dark forces that bind him. He hates the night, is afraid of the night, and he doesn't like being trapped in the dark and can't find his way or even hear the sound.

The panic can also become a stimulus, and it may also become a catalyst. A cold air hits his heart from his back, which is very cold and painful.

A strong light pierced into Fang Qiong's eyes, hurting his eyes, he wanted to raise his hand but was powerless, the eyes that opened were actually slightly raised eyelids.

what happened to him?

Finally, he struggled to open his eyes completely. He felt that his senses had come back. Ye Jiawen's calm face was in front of his eyes. It was still pale due to excessive blood loss, and his smile was also pale and powerless. He was relieved, but Fang Qiong was not in his arms now, but was embraced by Feng Qing. He winked at Feng Qing, who had calm eyes, and the latter ignored Fang Qiong's weakness expressed to him.

"Since it's all right, let's start working." Feng Qing poured cold water on Fang Qiong.

work?What are you doing?

There were not many people around Fang Qiong, Liu Ran, Ye Jiawen, who was smoking an unburned cigarette, and second uncle?

Seeing Zhao Xian stretching out his hand towards him, Fang Qiong swung his now powerful claws and slapped his hand away. The second uncle was stunned, Ye Jiawen smiled at Fang Qiong, Feng Qing pulled Fang Qiong up, and he Underneath is a blanket.

"Your second uncle is normal, the evil spirit has receded." This is what Ye Jiawen said.

The implication is that the second uncle is still the second uncle, and the evil spirit has been wiped out. Fang Qiong looked at Feng Qing uncertainly, and the latter gave him a look that was neither salty nor light, and Fang Qiong felt at ease. , look at the second uncle now, he no longer has that disgusting feeling in his body, but how do they deal with the evil spirits?

Fang Qiong with a dazed face was grabbed by Feng Qing on the right side of his cheek, and he looked at Feng Qing with his mouth shut: "It hurts."

In fact, Feng Qing didn't use any force. Seeing that Fang Qiong had returned to his lively appearance, he said coldly: "Don't be lazy, now is the time for you to repay me."

"Repay you?" Fang Qiong's mouth twitched.

Ye Jiawen interjected at the right time. He grabbed Fang Qiong's other side of the face and said, "Master Feng Qing saved you just now. I should be grateful to him."

Master Feng Qing?

Can you stop calling it like this, Fang Qiong's scalp is a little numb, and she wants to slap Ye Jiawen's hand that is grabbing her bun's face, but a certain adult's hand wipes away Ye Jiawen's hand faster, Ye Jiawen feels the pain, But it can't be said.

In other words, after he passed out, the relationship between Feng Zongzi and Ye Jiawen has gotten so good?

"Stay slow, hurry up and get something." Ignoring Ye Jiawen's bared teeth, Feng Qing took Fang Qiong's hand and walked towards the jade coffin five steps away from them. The jade coffin had been pulled open and the coffin lid was placed on the On the side, Fang Qiong was both curious and worried. Why did Feng Zongzi drag him to the jade coffin? He is not interested in Ming Qi.

"What do I want to take? I have nothing to take." Fang Qiong twisted her wrist and said.

"You don't have it, I have it." At this time, Feng Qing seemed a little impatient, and her tone was still not very good.

Since his own life was saved by others, Fang Qiong kept silent, seeing the jade coffin getting closer, his footsteps became slower and slower, Feng Qing simply picked him up, and Fang Qiong wrapped his arms around his neck very skillfully Aggrieved: "I don't need to take it?"

The distance between the two is very close, Fang Qiong can even feel the coolness of Feng Qing's breath, if it is winter, it must not freeze, Feng Qing's neck is beautiful, jade-like white, her Adam's apple is not too obvious, Under the clothes, well, I can't see it.

Standing next to the jade coffin were two yellow fellows. They watched Feng Qing and Fang Qiong walk towards this side. The jade coffin was opened, but no one seemed to take the artifact inside. Could it be that there was no artifact in it?

"use."

Fang Qiong thought, why don't you get it yourself?Don't let me, a timid person, go.

Feng Qing glanced at Fang Qiong, leaned into his ear and whispered, "Because your soul and body are the least compatible, only you can take those things out."

The cool breath sprayed into Fang Qiong's ear holes, and she couldn't help shrinking her neck, it was so itchy, it's better to whisper less.

Soul and body compatibility?

Fang Qiong's soul is already 20 years old, and his body is only ten years old. It is indeed inappropriate to put an adult's soul in the body of a ten-year-old child, but he doesn't want to, the pain after passing out just now, he I also felt it when I died. It’s the feeling when the soul is separated from itself, but this is mandatory, and his death is also mandatory. I really don’t remember how he died. Someone eliminated it. Have you ever had his memory?

At the moment when Fang Qiong's thoughts were confused, Feng Qing pointed to the inside of the jade coffin, and Fang Qiong followed his fingers to look over.

The black silk is coiled up, the head is wearing a jade crown, the jade-like face is like sleeping in the afternoon, the round jaw is tied with a jade crown belt, the knot is not a bow, but it is beautiful, it is very suitable for this quiet face .

However, the asymmetry is that there is an obvious wound on the neck of this person, and there is no sign of bleeding, but this is enough for people to know the cause of his death. He was killed. Of course, it can also be inferred It was suicide, with a jade pillow on the back of the neck, which is exquisite and elegant.

His hands are placed flat on his abdomen, his slender fingers are extremely beautiful, and there is a jade pulley on his thumb, which shows signs of wear and tear, but Fang Qiong thinks his fingers are not as good-looking as Feng Zongzi. The green shirt and robe are expensive but not heavy, but It seems that this person is elegant and generous, with extraordinary temperament, and his status is even more prominent. There are several unique jade pendants carved with different pictograms hanging around his waist, and beside his right arm is a long sword as elegant as his master, with a scabbard. It is not known what material this sword is made of, but after thinking about it, it must be a first-grade jade sword. The sword fringe on the hilt is made of red silk, and there are jade fragments carved with animal images hanging on it. The taste seems to be not bad.

Overall observation, the man with jade-like face really can't tell his actual age, the inscription is written on the battle record, there is no age column, how old is it, and after thousands of years, this man's face has remained so As vivid as a living person, there are so many of them approaching, but no one makes any loud noises, even Liu Ran, who likes to swear, is quietly smoking a cigarette.

Of course there are people who are unmoved, and that is Feng Zongzi. His eyes have been fixed on the jade crown on the man's head. There is a ruby ​​inlaid on the jade crown. Blasts of cold, how could he be so interested in seeing the dead, why is the owner of the tomb not corroded for so many years, his body is still very well preserved, and now the air has not changed, why is it so strange, Could it really have something to do with this jade coffin?

"Little Qiong." Feng Qing called Fang Qiong.

"Huh?" Fang Qiong raised her head, Feng Zongzi's dark green pupils changed, blood red flashed away, what happened to Feng Zongzi?

"Take off the yellow gold leaf on his neck and give it to me." Feng Qing ordered.

Fang Qiong was taken aback, golden leaf?

On the neck of the owner of the tomb, he noticed the wound on the neck of the man just now, but there was no gold leaf on it, Fang Qiong was shocked. The gold leaf was hung by a red thread and was hanging on his chest. If I didn’t pay attention, I didn’t see it. Why did this golden leaf look so familiar, as if I’ve seen it somewhere, but I couldn’t remember it. Fang Qiong looked at the sleeping man in the jade coffin, and felt bitter. He glanced at Feng Qing's face with a straight face.

"We must do it now." Feng Qing dismissed the crying in Fang Qiong's eyes, "Hurry up, I don't move them and they can't take any of the weapons inside."

Fang Qiong pursed her lips and shook her head: "I don't want it."

He can follow to the tomb and look at the corpse, but he doesn't want to touch it. The calm expression he usually maintains now shows that he wants to die very much. Fang Qiong bites his lip and doesn't move.

Feng Qing re-patted on Fang Qiong's buttocks, and the latter was spanked. Thinking of him, a good 20-year-old boy being spanked by a thousand-year-old zongzi, how embarrassing is this!

The others looked at Fang Qiong expectantly, as if he was their savior, Fang Qiong secretly scolded this group of inhuman guys, including Ye Jiawen who was laughing, Dabai still pretended to be dead on his arm, Knowing that the bracelet on his hand is also made of gold, this is what Dabai loves the most, so it's no wonder he would come out to save himself.

"I'll take it, I'll take it." Fang Qiong is a bully guy.

Fang Qiong's temperament made him want to give him a fat meal. Feng Qing was really impatient, but the other party was a child, and he felt that it was enough for a child to face these things, and he didn't really want to force Fang Qiong , but there is no other way now.

So, Fang Qiong came down from Feng Qing's arms, standing beside the jade coffin, his hand was just able to touch the gold leaves, his outstretched left hand trembled, and his right hand took the scissors handed over by Feng Qing, as long as he cut off the red thread, the task would be completed. I hope this beautiful big brother doesn't blame him. It's not that he wanted to take his money, but someone forced him to do it behind his back. If you want to find it, look for Feng Zongzi, not him.

There was a slight click sound, the red thread was cut, and the weightless gold leaf fell on Fang Qiong's left hand. The cold sweat on his forehead was choked up, and he let out a breath. , the frightening thing is to face the intact corpse.

Fang Qiong handed the golden leaf to Feng Qing, but the latter did not accept it, but took out a small sandalwood box, and Feng Qing carefully put the golden leaf into the small interlayer of the box, which was divided into seven interlayers , now there is only a gold leaf in one interlayer, the length is no more than ten centimeters, and there are fine lines carved on it.

The moment Feng Qing closed the box, Fang Qiong heard a puffing sound behind her, and turned her head to see that the handsome man just now had turned into a pile of powder, and even the gorgeous green robe was turned into ashes. Before realizing what was going on, there was a chuckle in the tomb, and a pleasant voice came from the air, and these words seemed to be only spoken to Feng Zongzi.

"Lord Feng Qing, no matter how many things he does, he can't make up for his mistakes. Please forgive him, after all, he is yours..."

Feng Qing said coldly in a low voice to the air: "Shut up!" At the same time, the voice was also cut off.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and then, the voice didn't sound again, and the others didn't seem to hear it, they didn't care about the corpse, they cared more about the treasures inside, there were a lot of treasures in it, almost every team got their share, Even Ye Jiawen got a very delicate jade pendant.

Feng Qing's whole body was covered with cold air, and Fang Qiong, who was closest to him, could still feel it. Before he passed out, the evil spirit seemed to want to tell him Feng Qing's identity, but what exactly was Feng Zongzi's identity.

He stood aside, with the words "Don't get close to strangers" written on his face. Fang Qiong felt that he seemed very sad and a little desolate.

So, Fang Qiong hooked Gou Fengqing's little finger with his fingers, and the latter looked at him, and his tightly pursed lips loosened.

Ye Jiawen looked at the dust falling from the tomb, and said to the others who were still greedy: "This tomb is about to collapse, everyone get out of here!"

Upon hearing this, the sympathetic expression on Fang Qiong's face immediately changed into a bitter gourd bun face, and immediately hugged Feng Qing's waist tightly, muttering: "Brother, I can't run."

Feng Qing pinched his cheeks and said, "You are the ugliest boy ever!"

Fang Qiong: "..."

Then Fang Qiong was picked up, and he snickered in his heart.

Nice to not have to walk.