Tomb Raider: To protect the research, the school flowers are rolled up in the tomb

Chapter 185 It's Not Lost Connection, It's The Knife Lost

For a moment, almost everyone's eyes fell on Ye Fan.

After seeing Ye Fan's operations in the pool, they really couldn't figure out why Ye Fan lost contact for a short period of time.

Even He Lianjing and Zhang Qiling couldn't understand this question.

They saw with their own eyes that even the giant spider returned to the bottom of the deep sea after Ye Fan said again and again.

So in that white marble pool, what else could pose a threat to Ye Fan?

At the same time, the audience in the live broadcast room were also making various guesses about Ye Fan's experience in the water:

"Could it be that there is something more evil in the water, which has been solved secretly by the patriarch Xiaoye?"..

"Oh? Is there any secret in this ancient tomb that I cannot know?"

"Could it be that patriarch Xiaoye encountered some troubles inside and didn't want us to worry?"

"Do you really don't want us to worry, or do you not want to worry the person who really went back to the pool to save him? Dog head 3."

"The Iron Triangle is really a brotherhood of gods and gods. I'm really tired! It's a touching story about me coming to rescue you and being rescued by you again."

"So how do I get my wronged brother to see these videos?"

"Iron Triangle Immortal Brotherhood, Archeology 101 Immortal Love √."

"Brother, after reading: I have some good things in my room, I will teach you Deng Dua Lang."

At this moment, several bodyguards had already lit two fires on the steps that had not yet been submerged in water.

Three drenched men were invited to a fire, and another fire was used to warm their sodden clothes.

The photographer thoughtfully turned the lens away amidst the whining sound in the barrage.

He Lianjing looked at Ye Fan and said:

"If you are embarrassed to say it, you can tell me secretly. I will never tell others."

Ye Fan only felt that the credibility of that smile was lower than that of him saying that he had paid all the rent.

"No, I am sorry."

"The principle of this mechanism is to open it twice."

"The first time is to open the door of the bottom of the pool and the tomb, the second time is to close the door at the bottom of the pool, and the third time is to close the door of the tomb again."

"After I activated the mechanism for the first time, the bottom of the pool opened."

Everyone knew that this was the reason why Ye Fan lost contact during that time, and they all looked at him nervously and expectantly.

I thought I could hear a very dangerous and exciting story.

Some team members even held their breath nervously.

Ye Fan's voice was as flat as before, and he continued:

"The black widow below came up, and the spider silk hooked off the knife on my back."

"I'm going to get the knife."

Ye Fan recalled the scene in his head.

After the bottom of the pool was opened, he was about to activate the mechanism for the second time, but he only felt a light on his back, and the ancient black gold knife was caught by the spider silk and fell away.

After the ancient black gold knife left his body, it fell straight into the deep sea at a very fast speed. The resistance of the water had no effect on the ancient black gold knife.

Ye Fan had no choice but to let the Shuisheng Black Widow stay where she was, don't go out to make trouble, and don't make trouble for herself, and then went deeper to fish for her black gold ancient knife.

The reason for the loss of contact is entirely because the distance is too far, and there is no way to receive the signal.

His mood at that time was only emotion:

Why can't the ancient black gold knife be like Jingzhe, which can be returned to my hand obediently with a cry?

After Ye Fan's words, the members of the archaeological team probably knew what happened.

As early as when they were on the giant ghost ship, they had already seen the weight of Ye Fan's ancient knife through the water ape ghost.

That's the weight that made the aquatic creature, the water ape ghost, almost die of drowning after being affixed!

However, the team members who have made up the mysterious and dangerous stories by themselves never imagined that the truth is so simple!

He Lianjing held his eight-pack abs and laughed out loud:

"Little Ye Zi, how did you become so cute when we couldn't see you?"

Next to him, Brother Yuan with a gossipy face came over.

As a bodyguard member, she has long since avoided this kind of suspicion, and with this kind of benefits, it is impossible not to look at it, there is absolutely no such possibility!

Brother Yuan said to He Lianjing mysteriously:

"Master Hei."

He Lianjing smiled, "Huh?"

Brother Yuan said:

"I've heard some rumors."

"It's not a big problem if you think a person is beautiful, gentle, kind and handsome."

"But when you think someone is cute, it's basically over."

After Brother Yuan finished speaking, he nodded firmly to He Lianjing to enhance his credibility.

He Lianjing raised his eyebrows and didn't make any rebuttals, but instead asked Brother Yuan, saying:

"Don't you think he's cute?"

Brother Yuan coughed twice to cover up, and said:

"I hate Lord Hei. He just knocked him lightly. From this angle, he thinks the little patriarch is cute."

Then, he gave He Lianjing two thumbs up and said:

"Please make my p come true, Mrs. Heiye."

After finishing speaking, he quickly rubbed the soles of his feet with oil, and slipped back to Brother Lin.

Brother Lin folded his arms and smiled at her:

"Don't think I don't know, you've always been talking about Zhang Ye, brother Zhang and Ye Fan, right?"

Brother Yuan said:

"Adults don't make choices, I want them all!"

Under Brother Lin's eyes of "Do you believe me?", he quickly showed his cards:

"Okay, okay, I admit that I don't dare to disturb Brother Zhang's eyes are drawn, okay?"

As she spoke, she glanced in the direction of Zhang Qiling and Ye Fan.

Zhang Qiling was looking at Ye Fan, and Ye Fan, with his head down, didn't seem to have listened to the conversation between them just now, and didn't care much at all.

Brother Yuan wanted to cry without tears and said in his heart:

"Ye Fan, you respond! You look up! You look at each other! Your eyes are also drawn!"

"Ye Fan! I really hate that you are a piece of wood!"

At the same time, Ye Fan, who was looking down at his lean and strong eight-pack abs and smooth mermaid lines, suddenly heard a familiar system prompt in his mind:

[Ding——The host's wooden behavior is consistent with the evil character of Stealing Pens, and the reduction rate is +5%. The current reduction rate is 40%, and the corresponding points have been multiplied by 40% and put on the host. 】

[Congratulations to the host, get the system reward. 】

[Ding——Baicao Bingzhen.It is said that it is made according to all the experience of Shennong after tasting all kinds of herbs. There are ninety-nine or eighty roots in total. 】

Hearing the reward news, Ye Fan finally moved his eyes away from his beautiful abs.

Chapter 186 Fenghou Qimen, you use it to bake clothes?

???

This is the symbol popping up on Ye Fan's head.

Not to mention how weird the restoration angle was, it seemed that it was the first time he heard the system talking to him in a tone of hatred for iron and steel for the first time since he came to this world!

what's the situation?

Why is this system so tough?Dislike yourself as the host?

After leaving this ancient tomb, if he still remembers this hatred, he must find the bad review function in the system.

Moreover, what is going on with this reduction angle?

wood?

Isn't it smart enough to have people like him?

Ye Fan didn't know where the evaluation of this wood came from. He just wanted to use his graduate degree at Kyoto University of Archeology to boldly print it and paste it on his forehead.

Is it possible that only by being a 29-year-old Pan Zhoudan who graduated from ETH Zurich can he prove that he is not a piece of wood?

Although Ye Fan didn't show all these emotions on his face, Zhang Qiling cheated with the power of Shentu and noticed a trace of displeasure in Ye Fan's emotions.

He called Ye Fan:

"Evan."

Ye Fan heard his name and looked back at Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling's eyes were very solemn:

"you are not happy."

Ye Fan was dazzled by that look for a moment, and he suddenly thought of the familiar lyrics of his previous life:

He gave me that last look with a solemn expression.

Ye Fan knew that this was certainly not the last time he was looking at Zhang Qiling, but the feeling this look gave him was too deep.

The little anger he had with the system was also dispelled.

And he couldn't tell Zhang Qiling the truth, some people thought he was a piece of wood as a talented student.

Ye Fan shook his head and said:

"It's okay, brother."

Ye Fan looked at his clothes, there was his backpack over there.

The reward just now was an ice needle, which sounds like a very small object. He needs to familiarize himself with this reward now, so that he will not find something when he needs it.

Ye Fan stood up from the ground and said:

"I'm going to see if the clothes are dry."

Zhang Qiling took a deep look at Ye Fan and nodded.

When Ye Fan walked over to the clothes, He Lianjing moved to Zhang Qiling's side.

"Dumb, what's wrong with Little Leaf."

Zhang Qiling shook his head and said:

"Ye Fan has something on his mind."

Zhang Qiling didn't say anything more, but He Lianjing already understood.

When he saw the death decree on the top of the tomb, he knew it when he heard Ye Fan translate the nine people.

In particular, the arrangement and cracking method of the organs at the bottom of the pool has almost been seen with a dagger.

Behind this ancient tomb are two mysterious bloodlines, the secrets of more than ten families.

He and Zhang Qiling are burdened with heavy secrets and historical entanglements.

He Lianjing, even He Lianjing, could hardly imagine what the current young Patriarch Ye Fan of the Tulong lineage with a more mysterious identity was carrying.

At this time, Ye Fan had already found the newly obtained system rewards in his backpack.