Live expedition from tomb raiding

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312 The Immortal Oil Bottle (Ask for a Monthly Ticket)

The fat man's words are not rough.

Wu Xie shook his head with a burst of laughter, speechless, and the tension was indeed reduced a lot.

Therefore, every good tomb robbery story really needs a funny character who can enliven the atmosphere, otherwise everyone will be tense all the time, not only will it appear very boring, but it will be more likely to cause accidents.

Wu Xie shook his head with a smile, and took another look at it to himself. It was indeed polished very brightly. There was nothing on the stone tablet... I couldn't see anything related to Tiangong, so I remembered Poker Bottle , subconsciously turned his head and looked to the right.

It's a pity that Poker Ping, who was originally standing on the right, has now become Ding Ze.

Seeing Wu Xie's face was suddenly tense again.

Knowing why Wu Xie was nervous, Ding Ze grinned, "You are so startled, it's really scary."

Wu Xie: "... where's my little brother?"

Hearing this, Ding Ze turned his head to look at where Poker Bottle was.

Wu Xie followed and saw that the tension that had just emerged on his face suddenly disappeared a lot... However, the tension had just subsided, and he was surprised but couldn't wait for it to crawl up his face.

This is also normal.

Who made this moment of dullness... To put it bluntly, the whole person was motionless, with despairing eyes, at first glance, he really looked like a dead person.

Wu Xie was taken aback when she saw it at first sight, and so did the fat man, his face was immediately filled with doubts.

"Brother, what is this?" Fatty subconsciously lowered his voice and asked.

Ding Ze responded, "Fatty, my little brother came to this underwater tomb almost 20 years ago...in July 1984 to be precise."

The fat man heard: "(ΩДΩ)!!!!!!"

Instinctively, he blinked fiercely, and after being shocked for two seconds, the fat man resolutely refused to believe it without any hesitation, and concluded that Ding Ze was playing with him, and he was a little upset.

"Old Ding! Although I only have a primary school diploma, I can still count with such a little arithmetic!"

The fat man lowered his voice and said angrily, "My little brother looks like he is only in his twenties. In 1984, how old was he? He came here to rob graves? Are you talking nonsense!"

Hearing this, Ding Ze smiled without saying a word.

At this moment, Wu Xie recovered from the surprise, and answered the words, her voice lowered on purpose, "Fatty, Brother Ding is not talking nonsense, the little brother said it himself just now, he has been here...he is indeed from 1984 , he was a member of the archaeological team that my third uncle was in back then."

Paused.

The person in front of me has hardly changed in appearance for nearly 20 years...

Even though it has been confirmed now, Wu Xie still can't believe it, and finds it too unbelievable.

So he had to struggle for a while with the next words before he could say them.

"Back then, he also looked like this in his twenties."

The astonishing words, in the end, came out of my mouth.

Wu Xie's brows were tightly wrinkled again.

Look at the fat man again....

"(ΩДΩ)!!!!!!"

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As far as this moment is concerned, Fatty is not alone at all!

Ding Ze specially adjusted the panel, entered the live broadcast room, and looked at the reaction of the sand sculpture viewers, whose number has reached more than 700 million at this time...

I see, I dare not say all of them... because there must be many people who just didn't exit the live broadcast room and weren't watching.

However, more than half of the people are online, and there is no problem.

In other words, at least 5000 to [-] million people clearly heard what Wu Xie said, and then became Fatty's companions, so they can eat as much as they want!

"Fuck!!!!"

"Hiss! Your uncle, my magic brother is indeed an immortal monster, I guessed it right!"

In an instant, who knows how many sand sculpture spectators there were, one hissed from the left, and the other hissed from the right, gasping wildly!

"Hiss~~~ss~~~ss~~~~"

What should be said or not.

These sand sculptures are gasping for air every now and then... They are definitely responsible for global warming!

"God is immortal!!!"

"This game world is really awesome, even immortal old monsters have been created!!!!"

The sand sculpture audience chattered.

Phrases such as old monster emerged one after another... Mainly the male sand sculpture audience called Poker Bottle this way.

So, can the female sand sculpture audience be happy?

Of course not!

"What the hell, try saying again that my husband is an old monster? Let's see if this girl doesn't tear up your stinky mouth!"

"Yes! If you bastards dare to say that about my husband, I will kill you... Also, the little bastard upstairs, Brother Miracle belongs to me, get the hell out of here!"

"All of you upstairs stay cool and stay where you are, Brother Miracle is mine! None of you can take it away!"

"...Why, what kind of onion are you!"

"Hehe, based on my net height of 1.7 meters 36, model figure, water snake waist, [-]d, [-] kinds of martial arts proficient in all kinds of martial arts, playing, playing and singing are all excellent... In addition, this girl is fair and beautiful, and has an eight-figure deposit! How about it? You don’t take a picture of your urine, can you compare with me????”

"..."

"Fuck! Where did this bitch come from?"

"Sisters, fuck her!"

Ding dong, the old king next door is haunted.

"Hey, okay, fuck her, count me in!"