Almighty Game System

Some people have said that when you enter the tomb of Shenji, you have to ignore life and death, because you don't know when you will be taken away by the ubiquitous organs, and you don't even know how to die .

Le Xuan crawled forward in the passageway little by little, for fear of touching any traps, but it seemed that all the traps in the tomb had been exhausted, until Le Xuan squirmed to the door of the main tomb without encountering any danger .

The temporary safety did not make Le Xuan relax his vigilance, but the silence in the dark made Le Xuan feel more and more nervous. Just as he was about to enter the main tomb, a long sigh suddenly came from the darkness, as if Le Xuan rang in the ear.

The hairs all over Le Xuan's body immediately stood on end, but when Le Xuan wanted to listen carefully, the sigh disappeared again, as if it had never appeared before.

"Nonsense, it won't be haunted here, right?" Le Xuan had goosebumps all over his body, and the cool air on his back was rushing up his spine, the itchy feeling was really fucked up.

"If this kind of place is not haunted, what else can be haunted?" Nonsense said in a bad mood: "I told you to upgrade first, and it will be much more convenient to deal with these spirits when you activate the spiritual weapon, but you didn't listen. "

"All right, all right, I didn't call you to come to class." Le Xuan said impatiently, "What's wrong?"

"Tch..." Zha Tan snorted coldly, stopped talking, and the surroundings fell into dead silence again.

"Hoo..." Le Xuan settled down, and was just about to lift his feet to move forward, when the sighing sound appeared again, and this time it was mixed with a faint moan, whether it was pain or comfort, which was close to the ear, but It seems very far away.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost?" Le Xuan yelled loudly, and there was a huge echo in the tomb, which made Le Xuan's head buzz. It took more than two minutes to recover, and he almost became the first The unlucky guy who was shocked to death by his own voice.

"Is it brother Lexuan?" Someone actually responded in the dark, and called Lexuan's name in no time!It seems that it came from the main tomb!

"Who are you?" Le Xuan flipped his wrist, pinched the Zhankong dagger in his hand, stared at the entrance of the main tomb, which was as tall as a person, and asked, "Hurry up, or don't blame me for being rude!"

"It's me, Tong Yuanhui! Don't get excited!" The man in the main tomb came out with his hands raised high. It was Tong Yuanhui, the donkey team leader Le Xuan had met before!

"Captain Tong? Why are you here?" Le Xuan raised his hand to signal Tong Yuanhui to stand where he was and not to approach him. He still held the Zhan Kongdagger in his hand, frowning and said, "Where are the others?"

"That's a long story." Tong Yuanhui smiled and said, "Can we sit down and talk?"

"Forget it, we'd better keep a little distance before the matter is clear." Le Xuan sneered, and said, "Unless you throw the gun behind your back to me."

"Of course." Tong Yuanhui pulled out a black and shiny pistol from behind, and threw it towards Le Xuan from a distance. Le Xuan caught it and pointed to Tong Yuanhui and said, "There are no donkey captains here, you'd better answer my question seriously. question!"

"Brother Le, just ask." Tong Yuanhui shrugged and said, "As for the reason why I appear here, it's really a long story, and I can't tell you the whole story, so..."

"So I don't want to ask, right?" Le Xuan sneered, "I thought something was wrong with you for a long time, and I thought it was because I was too sensitive. I didn't expect to meet you here. Even a fool would think that you have something. Is there a problem? Don’t tell me that you dug that robbery hole!”

"This is a Shenji tomb. The owner of the tomb should be Zuo Lanxiu, a disciple of the Xigu Sect 300 years ago. This person was very famous at the time, and he was very famous at that time. Zuo Shang and Zuo Lanxiu are brothers from the same school..."

"So you, a grandson, came to dig up other family's ancestral graves?" Le Xuan sneered, "Don't say that digging ancestral graves is a way for your village to show the good relationship between the two families. That's really unique."

"Can we be friendlier now?" Tong Yuanhui still held his hands high and said with a smile: "The gun is in your hands, so you still don't believe me?"

"Who knows how many guns you have." Although Le Xuan said so, he still put the gun down.

"Please come in, you will know why I am here when you come inside." Tong Yuanhui stepped aside to open the door of the main tomb, and said: "Don't look at this tomb as small, it can be called a treasure!"

"Really? You go in first!" Le Xuan followed Tong Yuanhui into the main tomb suspiciously. Tong Yuanhui turned on the flashlight and pointed at the transparent crystal coffin in the middle of the main tomb and said: "It's just the coffin and the mummy. 5000 million is absolutely impossible to get, and there is Zuo Lanxiu's burial artifact in it..."

"Let me ask a question first, did you hear someone sigh just now?" Le Xuan raised his hand to interrupt Tong Yuanhui, and said, "Is that the kind of long sigh?"

"Brother Le, are you joking?" The smile on Tong Yuanhui's face froze, and his tone was a little stiff: "I have been here a dozen times before and after, and I didn't hear any sighs. You must have heard it wrong, right? ···”

"That's right, there is a problem here!" Before the words finished, the tomb suddenly shook violently. The crystal coffin slowly floated out of thin air in front of Le Xuan and Tong Yuanhui. The mummy seemed to have opened its eyes, and the empty eye sockets were facing the two of them. A large amount of sand fell from the top of the tomb, almost burying the two of them.

"Run, what are you waiting for!" Le Xuan slapped Tong Yuanhui, who was in a daze, and ran out, only to hear a scream from behind, and when he turned around, he saw that Tong Yuanhui had fallen into the crystal coffin, face to face with a mummy Like a face-to-face dance, his whole body was like a crushed plastic bag full of plasma, bursting out streaks of bright red blood, dyeing the transparent crystal coffin an eerie red in an instant.

"Spicy, your mother's killing me!" Le Xuan let out a miserable cry, and didn't care about dodging any hidden weapons. He bent down and rushed out. The crystal coffin that was still covered in blood just now returned to its previous cleanliness at some point. Ran, carrying Chao Lexuan, who was wrapped in the whistling wind, bumped into the back.

"A person who has been dead for more than 300 years is chasing me in a coffin, can you believe it?" Le Xuan didn't forget to complain when he escaped. He only heard the wind behind him getting closer, and when he saw that he was about to catch up, there were a few slight unexpected sounds. There was a sound of bouncing, and a strong sense of crisis immediately enveloped Le Xuan's whole body. In an instant, Le Xuan's heart was clenched.

"Spicy, your mother doesn't bloom, can you believe that the 300-year-old organ hasn't broken?"