Su Xuemei smiled and said, "I didn't expect that Saint Wen was so well prepared this time that he could even find such a capable person. After we get out of the ancient tomb, will Yun Country be even more powerful?"

Seeing the others looking over, Wen Ruosheng raised his lips slightly, and said with some deep meaning: "Since it is coming, then of course you should make all preparations. Is it possible that the Saint is not prepared, or that the person who prepared... is dead."

"you!"

The elder held her back and whispered, "Saint, don't be impulsive. What we need to do now is to get to the exit, bring in the treasures and take them out. We can't engage in internal fighting here, which will only hurt both sides."

The other elders echoed, "Yes, Saint, even if we have to fight, we are no match for the Yun Nation. We might as well be patient for the time being and not confront them head-on. It is more important to get out alive."

Su Xuemei gritted her teeth, shook off the elder's hand, and said unhappily: "I know, don't be so long-winded, listening to you makes me annoyed."

"...!!"

The group simply packed up and prepared to leave when the ground suddenly shook. Jiang Li was confused and shouted, "What's going on? Is it an earthquake or a volcanic eruption?"

The others were a little panicked: "What's going on? Did someone touch a trap? It can't be a volcanic eruption. If it were, we would all die here."

No one noticed that behind them, the clay dolls were slowly shedding mud, their fingers moved slightly, and they slowly opened their eyes. The strange smile on their lips made people feel cold.

Soon the ground shaking stopped and everyone looked at each other, not noticing anything wrong. When they were about to leave, someone glanced and noticed something wrong under the steps.

He opened his mouth with a look of horror in his eyes: "Wait, the person is gone."

"Hmm? What's missing? Explain clearly."

The man just pointed at the bottom of the stairs. There was a blank area where the clay doll had been standing. It was obvious that there was a "person" there before, but now there was no one. It was a bit empty...

Jiang Li raised his head and looked at the spider-like thing above. The corner of his mouth twitched and he pointed: "Hey, don't look down there. The things are all up there. We can't get away. We have to fight."

Reaching out and grabbing the back of Su Yan's collar, he said in a relaxed tone: "Little brother, don't walk around. Be careful not to be caught by the clay figurines. My treasure will be gone. Do you understand?"

“…I understand.”

Su Yan hid behind her, head down, trembling all over, not daring to look at those clay figurines again. They were too scary. If he was assimilated, he would become a monster like them, without any consciousness.

Jiang Li had a blank expression on his face. He took out a pair of gloves from his pocket and put them on. His face relaxed. "Ah, I found it. Yuan, you are behind me too. If you can't avoid it, push that little brother out to block it."

"……Um?"

"Oh, little brother, are you scared? I'm just joking with you. Don't be afraid. These clay figures are no match for me. You will all be fine. No one can move me if I want to protect them."

"After we get out, you can consider following me, little brother. I will double your monthly salary and give you preferential treatment. A Yuan, please introduce him to me. I'm going to fight first, you two can talk slowly."

Wen Ruosheng had a frosty face and snorted, "Princess, do you have any shame? That person belongs to me, to me."

After Jiang Li put on his gloves, he rushed forward and said unhappily, "I see. Oh, really, you are afraid that others don't know you are gay, so why are you shouting so loudly? It's so noisy. Now everyone can hear it."

"You are presumptuous!!"

"Hit me if you can, hit me, lelelele."

"Jiang Li, stop right there."

"You told me to stop, so I stopped. Wouldn't that make me lose face? If you have the guts, come and grab me first. Don't blame me for not reminding you. You are no match for me. Don't come and ask for a fight."

Jiang Li reached out and grabbed a clay figure, grinning at it, very kindly: "Miss, it's wrong to be so impulsive. I'll help you calm down, okay? Well, I'll just remove your arms and legs."

"Oh, this one doesn't look good. I'll help you change it into a pair of long legs later. Although I'm not a human anymore, I want to be a beautiful ghost among ghosts. Do you agree? If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."

"Wow, little sister, you have such a good temper. I cut off your arms and legs, and you still smiled at me. You are much cuter than those naughty kids."

The others didn't know whether to cry or laugh when they heard this. They dodged the clay man's hands, took a distracted look, and were almost caught by the clay man. Their eyes were full of disbelief. Why couldn't they touch the clay man, but the eldest princess could?

Someone shouted, "Why, Princess, why aren't you afraid of the clay figurines? Why can you touch the clay figurines? What are you holding in your hands?"

As Jiang Li was dismantling the clay figurine, he said, "This is a natural silk glove. It's very dense. The mud can't touch my skin, so it naturally can't assimilate me. Isn't this very simple?"

"Are you idiots? You knew there was something wrong with the mud, but you didn't use clothes to cover your hands to separate them. How could you not use your brain to think straight?"

He was stunned after being scolded, and when he came to his senses, he immediately took off his clothes, wrapped his hands, and when he tried to deal with the clay figure again, it was obvious that the mud did not spread.

Si Ling pursed her lips and thanked him softly: "Thank you for the reminder, Princess."

Jiang Li waved his hands, looking nonchalant. He squatted down from time to time to pick up the clay figure's legs and then pressed them on the clay figure's body. When the clay figure opened its mouth, he slapped it: "Be quiet, don't disturb me while I'm playing Lego, or I'll smash your head."

"...!!"

Seeing that the clay figurine did not move, Jiang Li was satisfied and said with a smile: "Miss, I have given you long legs, take a look and see if you like them. I have also changed the hands, so it will be easier for you to find a husband in the future."

"Men only look at body and face. Now your body, paired with your face, is perfect. Hehe, you look really good."

Clay Man: ...Pervert, lunatic!!

Jiang Li looked back and saw the clay man rushing towards Mo Yuan. His face immediately darkened. He dodged over, grabbed the clay man's leg, twisted it hard, and the thigh fell off.

He pulled the clay figure over and smashed its head with a punch. He raised his foot and stomped on the clay figure again and again until only mud residue was left. Then he clapped his hands in satisfaction.

"Well, you are not listening. What do you have to do here? If you have nothing to do, why don't you go find someone else? Who told you to go find my people? You are looking for death. Bah, you are nothing."

Mo Yuan pursed his lips and smiled, saying helplessly: "Xiao Li, don't be distracted, don't get hurt."

Jiang Li shook his head and said with a smile: "No, then you guys continue chatting, I'm going to get busy, that young lady hasn't finished putting it together yet, she's missing the sole, I'll go look for it."

"...Okay, okay."

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