The God of Raiders dressed as Pan Jinlian

Fu Zhenhong thought for a while, and replied with a half-smile: "I saw a very boring story, is it a discovery?"

After he finished saying this, Wu Song's hand hanging by his side curled up slightly at the fingertips.

Xi Jianlin was stunned for a moment, and repeated Fu Zhenhong's description, thinking: "A very boring story?" He blinked his eyelashes lightly: "You haven't encountered any mechanism?"

Fu Zhenhong's answer was concise and to the point: "No."

Xi Jianlin asked again: "What kind of story is that?"

Fu Zhenhong: "It's probably the story of the owner of the tomb." After finishing speaking, Fu Zhenhong briefly summarized the story.

After hearing this, Xi Jianlin lowered his eyes and lowered his head. After a while, he didn't know what he thought of. He glanced at Fu Zhenhong and said coldly: "The brides who were sacrificed are all women, right?"

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows: "So this is your focus?"

Xi Jianlin emphasized: "This is very important!" After saying this, Xi Jianlin asked nervously: "So are those brides all women?"

Fu Zhenhong didn't answer, but looked at Wu Zhi.

When he was looking at the mural at that time, he didn't pay attention to the question asked by Xi Jianlin, let alone Wu Zhi, who was the first to discover the mural, saw it in detail and specifically.

Wu Zhi paused, recalling the contents of the mural.He first glanced at Fu Zhenhong, and then at Xi Jianlin who looked slightly worried.

Facing Shang Xijianlin's nervous gaze, Wu Zhi's eyes flickered slightly.Although he didn't like Xi Jianlin very much, he also knew that Xi Jianlin's intuition and sensitivity were beyond ordinary people in certain situations.

The other party will suddenly ask this question, and there must be some reason for showing this expression.After quickly thinking of a certain possibility, Wu Song's tone also became low: "There are men and women."

When Xi Jianlin heard this, she had such an expression.

Wu Zhi noticed the change in Xi Jianlin's expression, half-closed his dark eyes, and asked Xi Jianlin in a cold voice: "Did you find anything else that you didn't say?"

Wu Zhi warned: "You'd better not hide anything."

Xi Jianlin didn't care about Wu Zhi's threat, but turned his attention to Fu Zhenhong.

Under the gaze of Fu Zhenhong's beautiful eyes like morning stars, Xi Jianlin only hesitated for a moment, and then said: "In fact, the passage I walked with the people from Dali Temple, before I encountered the mechanism, , once heard a vague voice and a joy that only sounded when married."

Fu Zhenhong frowned slightly: "What is the vague voice?"

Xi Jianlin said: "I can't hear it very clearly, I can only vaguely distinguish a very low and hoarse male voice, which roughly means that he will marry his bride today."

After finishing speaking, Xi Jianlin stared at Fu Zhenhong's face for several seconds, his eyes were quite complicated.

Fu Zhenhong said: "With your eyes, don't you think I will be involved?"

Xi Jianlin replied: "Yes." He said: "That's why I asked if the brides in the murals are all women."

The people they came today were all men without exception, but the voice said they were going to marry a bride.Before meeting Pan Jinlian, although Xi Jianlin was a little concerned about the voice, he didn't think about it.

But now, after he knew about the content of the bride sacrifice on the mural in the other passage that Pan Jinlian and the others walked, he couldn't help but think about it.

Even Xijianlin's first reaction was that among them, Pan Jinlian, who was the most beautiful, was very likely to be targeted by the owner of the tomb, the so-called evil god.

The bride mentioned in that voice most likely refers to Pan Jinlian.

This is not to say that Xi Jianlin is too sensitive.

But in this case, Pan Jinlian's face is really eye-catching.No one can maintain absolute calm after seeing Pan Jinlian.

Xi Jianlin said: "Even if this is just my guess, we have to be more vigilant and prevent problems before they happen. It is always right."

As soon as Xi Jianlin finished speaking, Wu Song, who had not said a word, suddenly sneered.

The laugh was lower, slower and hoarse than his usual laughs.

Xi Jianlin looked at Wu Song: "What are you laughing at?"

Wu Song raised his eyes that had been drooping slightly, and his pupils were filled with scarlet color. He crossed his arms and looked at Xijianlin leisurely: "I laugh at you for being naive and not knowing it." The implication is stupid.

But Xi Jianlin didn't care about Wu Song's words, his attention fell on Wu Song's scarlet eyes, his expression became serious in an instant, he put on a posture of responding to the enemy, and said vigilantly: "You are not Wu Song!"

As soon as Xi Jianlin said this, Wu Zhi also noticed that something was wrong with Wu Song.He quickly took Fu Zhenhong's hand, and pulled Fu Zhenhong to his side, away from Wu Song, who was gradually emitting black mist.

Wu Song smiled and said, "Who else can I be if I'm not Wu Song?" The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled very happily, and the playfulness in the depths of his eyes could be faintly seen.

His eyes swept over Wu Zhixi Jianlin and Fu Zhenhong one by one, and finally fixed his gaze on Fu Zhenhong's face.

At this moment, he is like a happy prisoner who controls the life and death of everyone. In this ancient tomb full of unpredictable mechanisms, he is the absolute leader.

His lips moved, and he asked the handsome man in the middle: "Who do you think I am?"

When he met the other person's eyes, his heart would throb.

However, strictly speaking, this throbbing did not originate from himself, but from the owner of this body.Right now, they are sharing this body, but his thinking that has invaded here has temporarily gained the upper hand.

As long as he is still in this ancient tomb, as long as the owner of this body is still affected by negative emotions, he can always have control over this body.

Although this body is not his most satisfying object of possession, the other three people here cannot be invaded by his mind.

One, because his soul body can't explore his thinking at all.

The other two are repelling his thinking invasion|occupation.

Obtaining memories from this body made him very interested in the former, and also disdainful of the entanglement and struggle of the original owner of this body.

People in the world are full of shackles, but just because of the ethical relationship of uncle and sister-in-law, they become like a shrinking tortoise, not daring to go any further.

In fact, they are just a group of sanctimonious villains.

Once out of the performance, in the dark where no one sees, the mask on the face fades, and the most unbearable things are often done.

Under the appearance of benevolence and kindness, there are insidiousness, treachery and hypocrisy.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sneered, and asked Fu Zhenhong again: "Who do you think I am?"

Fu Zhenhong looked up at him, and stated in a soft and cold tone: "It's just a poor bastard who can only occupy other people's minds."

As if he didn't expect Fu Zhenhong to answer like this, "Wu Song"'s face darkened instantly, and he said with dark eyes: "It won't do you any good to provoke me at this time."

Fu Zhenhong said: "I'm just answering your question truthfully, why should I be angry?"

Xi Jianlin said: "That is, you were once a generation of evil kings in the tribe, but now you can only poorly occupy other people's bodies."

The evil god attached to Wu Song's body narrowed his eyes slightly: "Since you have guessed my identity, how dare you provoke me like this?"

His voice was hoarse and cold, and his deep voice revealed a kind of piercing gloom in this quiet tomb.

Xi Jianlin: "Didn't you tell me everything? I'm just answering truthfully."

When "Wu Song" heard it, the haze accumulated in his eyes became even worse, and a fierce shadow of prey appeared in his pupils. He frowned slightly, and when he was about to speak, Wu Zhi said first: "You don't even dare to reveal your true face, so Say you are not normal."

Hearing Wu Zhi's words, "Wu Song"'s originally angry mood suddenly began to ease, and he suddenly laughed.

As if he suddenly thought of something, "Wu Song" quickly changed his mood, and said a little leisurely: "Why should I be here to engage in some boring verbal disputes with you."

After finishing the words, he raised his hand slightly and pressed a button behind him. In the next second, a large cloud of white smoke suddenly floated out of the entire space.

Thinking of Wang's previous description, Fu Zhenhong and the others immediately held their breath, and quickly covered their mouth and nose with a handkerchief to avoid inhaling the smoke of unknown composition.

However, seeing the actions of Fu Zhenhong and the other three, "Wu Song" smiled lightly.Soon, the smoke dissipated, and he leaned his back against the hard stone wall in the tomb, and said calmly, "It's useless."

Wu Zhi narrowed his eyes dangerously: "What do you mean by that?"

"Wu Song" waved his hand: "literally."

At the end, he said in a leisurely manner: "You can try it, can your body still move?"

When Xi Jianlin heard this, he was about to move his feet, but found that his feet seemed to weigh a thousand catties, so heavy that he couldn't move at all.He stared straight at the instigator: "What did you do?"

"Wu Song" said: "Aren't you very smart, why don't you guess it yourself?"

Wu Zhi frowned slightly: "It's smoke." He looked at the master of the tomb who was staring at Wu Song's body: "As long as it is contaminated with smoke, you can't move."

"Wu Song" smiled: "You are right." There was a happy arc on the corner of his lips: "So whether you inhale the smoke or not, the result is the same."

Wu Zhi said coldly, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"Wu Song" didn't answer Wu Zhi's question immediately, but asked in an unclear manner: "I am your younger brother now, what do you think your younger brother will want to do?"

The moment he finished speaking, his eyes shifted slightly, and he glanced at Fu Zhenhong intentionally or unintentionally, with interest and vague ambiguity in his eyes.

Wu Zhi's expression changed, and he said with a gloomy face: "Do you think these can trap us?"

"Wu Song" said: "I know you are not an ordinary person, and I know that you cannot be trapped for too long, but this time is enough for me."

After "Wu Song" finished speaking, he stroked his chest, feeling the beating of his heart, and then continued to say to Wu Zhi: "Actually, to be honest, my thinking accounts for less in this body than your brother's." a lot of thinking."

Wu Zhi paused slightly when he heard this.Thinking of a certain possibility, a cold killing intent flashed in his pupils.

Seeing this, "Wu Song" laughed: "It seems that you guessed it."

He spread his hands: "The current situation is the result of your brother deliberately letting go. As for why you choose to let go..."

Speaking of this, "Wu Song" stopped, and then turned his gaze to Fu Zhenhong.He just walked up to Fu Zhenhong, met Fu Zhenhong's gaze, and continued, "Of course it's because I can do what he wants to do without any restraint, but it's not easy to do, such as..."

In the last words, "Wu Song" did not continue to speak, but explained it with actions——

He leaned closer to Fu Zhenhong and placed a kiss directly on Fu Zhenhong's lips.