Quick Wear: The fishing beauty counterattacks and rises to the top

Wu Qingyu switched the screen positions and watched the two people continue to walk deeper inside, his eyes motionless.

Linza called him from the side,

"Qingyu, come here quickly, we need to find a place to go down the mountain first."

"There are too many snakes here. Realgar powder can help temporarily, but once it rains, the smell will be weaker and it will have no effect on the snakes."

Jin Xuncheng: "I don't have much realgar powder with me. I can only sprinkle it once more. I don't know if there will be anything else here at night. I suggest you go down first."

Wu Qingyu frowned, a little hesitant, "Is there no other way? If the boss and the others are really in danger, we won't be able to rush over in time."

He didn't want to go down the mountain. If possible, he even wanted to stay here.

At this point, Jin Xuncheng fell silent. He frowned and thought.

Linza stood aside, not knowing whether to leave or not. He scratched his head, put down the things in his hands, and suggested,

"How about we wait here until dark, and then we go down before dark?"

Wu Qingyu looked down at the time and saw that it was less than four hours before dark.

Although they set out very early today, it took a long time to climb the mountain and identify the tomb.

He pulled up the nearby weather map and frowned slightly. Severe convective weather was predicted, and it was very likely to rain. If they didn't leave, it would be very dangerous. After all, no one knew what strange creatures were in this rainforest, and there were definitely more than just snakes. If something happened to them outside, no one would be able to guarantee their safety.

Thinking of this, he nodded slightly, "Okay, let's go before dark."

Jin Xuncheng also agreed.

Lin Zha was quite optimistic. "Then let's see how the boss and the others do after they go in."

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It is extremely dark inside the tomb and the temperature is extremely low.

They hung on the rope for a while before reaching the bottom. Even with warm cotton clothes and a hot pack on her body, she still couldn't stop the cold. As soon as she landed, her mouth started to tremble.

Even Wen Shiyun herself did not expect this. She felt that the flow of her blood had been frozen and slowed down.

In this physical condition, it would only hold him back, but she still wanted to help him.

No.

Wen Shiyun bit her lower lip, her eyes full of stubbornness. She would do what she said, this was her inherent persistence.

Now that she's down here, she can't be weak.

Ling Yanling helped her remove the ropes from her body and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

He wasn't joking at a time like this, down there now, they were the only people each other could trust.

She nodded slightly without saying anything, but her slightly trembling exposed skin revealed that something was wrong with her.

Ling Yanling frowned, took her hand in hers, and stuffed it directly into her chest.

With his other hand, he took off the scarf from her neck and put it on her. His movements were so natural and skillful that Wen Shiyun was a little stunned.

The fingers that were inserted into the man's chest curled slightly, and the hot body temperature was transmitted from the man's chest to her palm... body... whole body, the man's heart beat powerfully and long,

She instantly felt like she was alive again. The shivering coldness finally stopped. She blinked her eyes and took a deep breath.

"fine."

The bone-chilling coldness in my chest seemed to disappear in an instant.

The original body had this damn Yin-absorbing physique, but luckily she had the sticky buff she got from the blind box.

At this time, she didn't say that this buff was useless, it was still very useful.

If... it is applied longer or deeper, will it last longer?

If I had known earlier, I should have spent more time with him before coming.

Seeing her in a daze, Ling Yanling reached out and pinched her cheek, "If you keep on being dazed, you'll be thrown into the cave and fed to the zongzi."

Wen Shiyun curled her lips, glanced at him, and then she calmed down and regained her spirits.

He pulled his hand back, threw away the idea of ​​kissing her, and retorted,

"You are the one feeding the rice dumplings, hurry up and leave."

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There was a lot of screaming in the live broadcast room, and many pure love warriors fell down.

[What were those ferocious moves just now? Hands! Where are you reaching your hands?! My Brother Ling is so proactive!]

[I want to touch those pectoral muscles, too. I admit I'm greedy. I've never touched pectoral muscles in my life. Tears are streaming down my face.]

[So sweet! Real lovers are different. Their intimate actions are so natural. The way my brother Ling looks at baby Shiyun looks like he wants to kiss her.]

[No, you saw it wrong! It was clearly Shiyun Baby who was about to get a kiss, sob ...

[You guys stop kowtow, we're visiting a tomb here, and why are they the only two this time? It's inappropriate, darling, I'm so nervous.]

[Yeah, why are there only the two of them? Where are my former comrades? Did that other couple I was rooting for end?]

[Stop making noise, stop making noise, you're hurting my eyes, watch carefully! ! ]

【...】

Each of them walked in with a mining lamp in hand. With the experience of going into the tomb for the first time, Wen Shiyun was still a little nervous, but felt better.

His whole body was wrapped tightly, with only his little face exposed, and he walked forward cautiously.

The ground was wet and sticky, and stepping on it felt like stepping on some juicy fruit, sticky and disgusting.

When the mining lamp shone down into the ground, there was nothing but thick and soft soil, nothing unusual could be seen.

Wen Shiyun frowned and followed the man closely, looking around at the same time. She didn't find anything unusual for a while, but the road underground became more and more uneven.

The further you go, the more crowded and narrow the space becomes.

She didn't know if it was a psychological effect or something, but she felt like her breathing was a little difficult.

At this rate, there won't be a traffic jam ahead, she thought, and said it unconsciously.

Ling Yanling stopped and did not move forward, "Wait."

He spoke in a low voice, seemingly casually grabbing some soft, sticky dirt from the ground, twisting it, and letting out a soft "sand layer."

Wen Shiyun frowned, thinking about the knowledge about tomb-diving that she had been cramming for a while.

"Is it the old oxygen-absorbing stone? It's said that in ancient times, people used it to torture people. If they put a person in a box filled with oxygen-absorbing stones, the oxygen in the space would be absorbed bit by bit, and the entire area would become a vacuum."

Ling Yanling raised her eyebrows and looked at her in surprise, "You've learned well."

She bit her lip and rolled her eyes at him. "It's already this hour, this isn't the time to brag about this. So what should we do? We can't die of lack of oxygen right after we get in, right?"

"Death from lack of oxygen is the most frustrating way to die, especially during a live broadcast."

She pursed her lips and muttered, her voice getting softer and softer.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect or something else, but the amplitude of my chest inhalation is getting larger and larger, and the stuffiness in my chest is getting more and more severe, to the point where I need to gasp for breath.

Ling Yanling didn't seem to have changed at all. He reached out and patted her back.

"You're not going to die, so why rush?"