Nirvana of Tomb Raiders

Fang Qiong, who was molested, pursed her lips, and then calmly continued to study the lacquerware in his hand. Taking it back could be regarded as a treasure, and it was from the Han Dynasty. It is good to have the habit of being kissed. He has always been used to it naturally, besides Feng Qing is not someone else, they eat, live, and sleep in the same bed, and they won't lose a piece of meat if they kiss each other.

"Okay, let's keep going, we're almost at our destination, let's throw that dirty thing away."

Fang Qiong put the thing on the ground with some disappointment. In fact, this thing is very valuable, but unfortunately he can't take it away. Now self-protection is a problem. After reluctantly putting it down, he bowed his head in mourning. small income.

Seeing Fang Qiong's reluctance, Feng Qing hugged him with one hand and walked in. There is no evil in this door, but Fang Qiong felt that she was not good-looking at all like a chicken being carried, and at the same time, she thought of this To his own Sun Quantian.

So, Fang Qiong began to complain to Feng Qing: "The old man surnamed Sun just now threatened me with snapping his fingers, and even picked up my clothes. It was very uncomfortable."

Feng Qing looked at Fang Qiong's aggrieved bun face and said, "I'll just deal with him when I see him later."

Fang Qiong doesn't know how to deal with this, but at least Feng Qing knows about it now, um, anyone who treats him badly should tell Feng Qing, I believe that if Dabai is here, he will agree with him very much , They are always in the same boat, no, they should make progress together.

"Yeah, I have to deal with it." Fang Qiong nodded quickly, and added, "Brother, you are so kind."

The corner of Fengqing's mouth twitched. He knew what Fang Qiong was thinking, but he didn't say it because he was too speechless, but wouldn't it be better, that old man named Sun didn't seem very good-looking , Just give him that face that deserves a beating.

"Yeah." Feng Qing deserved it without a trace of guilt.

Seeing that Feng Qing was in a good mood, Fang Qiong asked, "Brother, can you change your position, it's uncomfortable."

However, at this time, Feng Qing just hooked the corners of his mouth and said: "No, I like this."

Fang Qiong said depressedly: "Why?"

Feng Qing's answer naturally didn't contribute much, so she said, "Because I like it."

Fang Qiong was about to burst into tears. What did he like? Being hugged like this looked like a sack, but he was a human being, not a sack, even a child had dignity, so he shouldn't treat a child like this.

In fact, Fang Qiong can still walk.

However, Fang Qiong, who has become more and more used to Feng Qing, has become lazier. If he wants him to walk, he would rather be treated as a sack. Carry out one principle to the end and build a beautiful vision for his life.

The road to the main tomb is not long, only five or six meters. Fang Qiong would be frightened by the five or six meters, otherwise there would be no such conversation. He would always bring up topics to chat with Feng Qing. The latter naturally knew that Fang Qiong still had a timid personality. If he wanted to change it, it would be impossible for a while, but he could still practice it slowly. He had a lot of time to talk to Fang Qiong. Grind slowly, and there are a lot of opportunities for Fang Qiong to sharpen slowly. This process may be complicated and thrilling, but as long as he is in Fang Qiong, there will be no day of danger. If that day comes, maybe he has already There is nothing he can do, he will leave first if he wants to die, Fang Qiong will still live well.

Thinking a lot, the road seems very short, and the time seems to pass quickly. As soon as Fang Qiong and Feng Qing stood at the last entrance of the main tomb, a bloody head rolled in front of Fang Qiong and Feng Qing, and there was a sound. The scream that made Fang Qiong want to plug his ears with cotton, the male scream and the female scream are intertwined, what kind of scene is this, at this time Fang Qiong has been scared speechless by the bloody head on the ground .

Feng Qing quickly covered Fang Qiong's eyes. Although his movements were fast, they couldn't match the speed at which the head rolled over just now, and a large and strong smell of blood occupied the entire main tomb. This place is like a slaughterhouse, with killing hidden everywhere. breath.

"...It's disgusting." At this time, Fang Qiong still whispered something in Feng Qing's ear.

Feng Qing hugged Fang Qiong in front of her chest, Fang Qiong immediately put her arms around Feng Qing's neck, her legs habitually clamped his waist, her small face was buried on Feng Qing's shoulders and she dared not look at the ground. There was also a stale taste in the smell.

"Well, it's disgusting. But it doesn't matter if you watch too much, do you want to see it?" Feng Qing supported his little butt with one hand, and patted his head with the other.

Fang Qiong rubbed her forehead against Feng Qing's shoulder and twisted, "Don't look!"

Why is Feng Zongzi so evil, just now he covered his eyes, and in a blink of an eye, he wanted to see the disgusting Bara's head cut off by a monster. That head was stained with blood and mud, and it was impossible to tell whose it was. Joan only thought of him as a monster.

However, why did he hear that Li Meimei's scream and that stupid little scholar, so instead of burying her head like an ostrich, Fang Qiong raised her head and turned her face to look forward, even if she came, there was nothing to be afraid of It's not like he hasn't seen blood, at least he has seen Dabai hang up his glasses on the spot, he has experienced it once, no matter how scared he is, he won't be as numb and stupid as he was back then.

But this time, he seems to have overestimated himself, and now he seems to be more cruel and ruthless than he imagined. Fang Qiong will always see Feng Qing withdrawing his hands from covering Fang Qiong's eyes and giving up provoking him to sink his head.

The disgusting stomach-rolling situation reappeared again, and Fang Qiong couldn't imagine what he would see, because there was something he couldn't imagine in front of him. People could predict what problems could be solved, but they couldn't. In anticipation of what will happen in the future, human beings are fragile individuals, human beings are really very fragile, human beings are vulnerable to a single blow.

Fang Qiong fully understands that human beings are so fragile. At the same time, they can also become violent, renounced, and irrational due to madness, which is no different from animals.

At this time, what they saw was a crazy human being who was no different from a beast and was slashing at his companion with a long knife. His whole body was covered with the blood of the companion who died with the sharp knife in his hand. His eyes were bulging, and the spattered red blood was still flowing on his forehead. He could not find any clean and pure place in his whole body. He was violent, and his whole body was full of hatred and grief. Saved the trauma and grief, they will never forget this scene, this bloody scene.

"what!"

Accompanied by the sound of clothes being torn and flesh being cut, there was a scream, Fang Qiong's eyes widened but he didn't dare to blink, this was a massacre, a bloody massacre!

"Feng, Feng Qing..."

Obviously, everyone present was frightened by this crazy guy who could not kill. Even Sun Quantian, who kept a treacherous smile all the time, raised his gun tremblingly with a dark face. He is also a person who is afraid of death, and now he is almost killed What should I do if I kill the unkillable monster on the opposite side.

"Yes, don't read it if you are afraid."

Feng Qing's voice became gentle in vain. Maybe Fang Qiong hugged him more tightly because of fear, and unconsciously softened his tone. The blood in Fang Qiong's body was cooling down. He felt that he might die here today, because the one who was killing The man in question was the archaeological student He Zhaosheng, so it was conceivable that the heads on the ground came from his companion and Wen Shao's two subordinates.

Although the number of dead is not many, it can also be seen how cruel the mutation is.

The five bodies fell in different places, and blood flowed all over the ground. Now there are still people who are still injured. Fang Qiong grabbed Feng Qing's shoulders and almost cried. He frowned and said: "Is there any way to subdue him? Let him continue to mutilate others, the bad guys are fine, and those innocent classmates will die here in vain."

Fang Qiong has always had a heart of kindness, but it is for good people, such as Professor Pan and Professor Li who are dedicated to learning. When they scolded people like Sun Quantian with righteous words, Fang Qiong was cheering for them. It's very satisfying, what kind of occupation is not easy to choose, but I want to be a tomb robber.

Is now the coming of retribution?

But the retribution should not be revenged on those students, and why He Zhaosheng suddenly became like this, and what happened before he and Feng Qing came, these are puzzled by Fang Qiong and Feng Qing.

From the looks of it, is Feng Qing going to make a move?Will Feng Qing get hurt if he shoots? That monster is not even afraid of guns.

The man's face changed suddenly when he saw Feng Qing and Fang Qiong appearing. The ferocious expression on his face remained the same, but his movements slowed down. The person he saw was Feng Qing and Fang Qiong. As for whose body he was focusing on This is not something that Fang Qiong should consider, because he has always been unable to protect himself.

"What should we do? He's walking towards us." Fang Qiong hugged Feng Qing nervously.

The sharp knife dripping with dark red blood was facing down, and He Zhaosheng walked towards them slowly. The other injured and uninjured people hurried to find a gap behind the sarcophagus to hide themselves. They were exhausted from fighting and needed to rest. It had brought too much impact to them, and they couldn't stand such a change for a while. In fact, He Zhaosheng is no longer He Zhaosheng, he must be dead.

It is said that He Zhaosheng is dead but he is still alive, and he is not that talented young man who is said to be alive.

Is this the soul of the owner of the tomb?

No one dared to think about it anymore, because they were scared out of their wits. Even the two professors who were used to seeing strong winds and waves slapped their chests for breath, and at the same time they were worried about Feng Qing and Fang Qiong who broke into it. Did you do a scapegoat?

Feeling that Fang Qiong in his arms was trembling all over, Feng Qing patted him on the back: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

From the corner of Fang Qiong's eyes, he watched He Zhaosheng, who was covered in blood, walking towards them, while Feng Qing was still standing still and anxious, he was still very nervous.

Suddenly, his body flew into the air, and was thrown away from Feng Qing's embrace by a force. Yes, Feng Qing threw Fang Qiong to his left side, and it was Ye Jiawen, who smiled miserably at him, who caught him. No matter how you look at it, how annoying it is, and Dabai curled up on his shoulders, why don't they fight He Zhaosheng?

Perhaps seeing the doubt in Fang Qiong's eyes, Ye Jiawen said with a dark face, "I also came in after you, I just saw it."

Fang Qiong didn't care about them, he was only worried about Feng Qing facing He Zhaosheng alone.

Could it be that only Feng Qing can deal with He Zhaosheng?

It doesn't seem to be, because there is a sick man named Wen Shao standing beside Feng Qing.

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