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Human words, nodded immediately.

Everyone was a little surprised, those tea seeds were about to turn into fossils, and they didn't know what it would be like to eat them, but just now Baihu had been licking the tea seeds, and it seemed that nothing happened.

Fourth Master Peng bent down, picked up a tea seed, and looked at it. The black fruit looked like a gemstone, and it was larger than the tea seeds you usually see, and it was plump. Cute, don't know how to eat this stuff?Do you want to swallow it directly?

And when he thought about how this thing had been kept in the tomb for thousands of years, Fourth Master Peng couldn't eat it any longer.

Just when he was hesitating, a voice of "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." came from the tomb passage, but the sound was too soft, like an auditory hallucination, and it came from a very far away place, because The tomb was sealed and passed in along the tomb passage.

Wan Cheng Jinghou narrowed his eyes and said, "Fang Jing."

Wen Baiyu said, "Fang Jing?"

Mo Yang said: "Could it be that he encountered an agency?"

Fourth Master Peng said, "Go and have a look and you'll know. This side has come to an end, and we just have to go back."

Everyone also agreed that Fourth Master Peng picked up two tea seeds and put them in his pocket. If he was lucky enough to go out, someone would check to see if he could eat them. It is better to be cautious about the things in the tomb.

When they retreated from the tomb, the white tiger came out, waving its tail and two wings, and followed them like a pet.

Wen Baiyu looked back at it, and that white tiger was still wagging its tail at him, so it was just being cute!

Wen Baiyu was a little speechless, and said, "Is it going to follow us all the time?"

Wan Qi Jinghou said: "That's good, this tiger is very familiar with the tombs, and it will be easier to follow him."

The white tiger was a bit big and walked behind them, but it was surprisingly light, and it walked silently, just like a cat.

The tomb passage wasn't too long, otherwise the sound wouldn't be able to pass through. They soon reached the fork, and everyone saw that there was a little blood on the ground at the fork, and it was very fresh.

The white tiger smelled the blood, and immediately became excited, circling around the blood, breathing heavily from its nose.

Wan Cheng Jinghou reached out and touched the tiger's head twice, and the white tiger suddenly froze, lying on the ground and wagging its tail, not looking at the blood.

Wen Baiyu: "..."

This tiger is like the one raised by Wan Qi Jinghou's family!

Everyone followed the fork into another tomb passage, and there was also bloodstains left in the tomb passage, which kept winding forward. If the bloodstains belonged to Fang Jing, then Fang Jing's injuries should not be serious.

Everyone continued to walk in, and there was nothing on both sides, just the tomb passage, with patterns and allusions engraved on the stone walls, Wan Qijinghou suddenly frowned and said, "It's the breath of corpses."

Mo Yang said in surprise: "There are zongzi here? Did Peng Zu get up?"

When he said this, Wen Baiyu was taken aback. If Peng Zu's corpse was recovered, he would be older than Wan Cheng Jinghou. I don't know if he can handle rice dumplings that have been around for thousands of years.

Wan Cheng Jinghou raised his hand suddenly, and everyone immediately fell silent, the surroundings became quiet, the tomb passage became extremely silent, the front was pitch black, and Fang Jing's shouts could not be heard.

Wan Cheng Jinghou suddenly said, "Yin Qi is a black-haired zombie."

Black-haired zombie?

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they thought that Qin Shihuang had cast a bronze gate to separate the tomb from Peng Zu's tomb. Obviously, they had already entered Peng Zu's tomb, and perhaps some black-haired zombies had already stayed in the tomb, and appeared here Black-haired zombies are no surprise.

But don't know how many.

Everyone walked forward slowly, Wen Baiyu took out the lighting stick in the backpack, they didn't have time to use it, and they don't know if they will use it later.

Soon, the deeper they walked into the tomb, the stronger and stronger the aura of corpses could be felt, and then they heard the voice of "clack...clack..." faintly coming from the front.

When everyone walked over, they heard the voice coming from the tomb in front. There seemed to be light in the tomb. It should be something like an ever-burning lamp. It didn’t look like a flashlight. obvious.

In this light and dark beating, they also saw a figure, that figure seemed to be sitting on the ground, his head was turning, very mechanically, and the turning angle was really scary, ordinary people always turn their heads at an angle, but The head seems to be screwed on the neck and can turn 360 degrees.

Everyone saw the shadow elongated by the light, projected from the tomb, and hung on the opposite wall of the tomb passage. They all felt a little creepy, and they didn't know what it was.

Maybe it was a black-haired zombie. After all, the corpse aura in the tomb was very strong, and there was a strong smell of blood.

Wan Cheng Jinghou made a gesture to tell them not to move, and walked over quietly by himself, standing behind the tomb wall, ready to rush over to see what happened at any time.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the tomb, it turned out to be Fang Jing's voice!

Fang Jing seemed to be speaking in a pinched voice, speaking with tenderness like water, wishing he could squeeze out a big handful of sticky soup.

Fang Jing said shyly, "Brother Wanqi."

Everyone's backs trembled, the voice was too weird, and they were calling Wanqi Jinghou, as if they knew that Wanqi Jinghou was outside the tomb wall.

The white tiger behind Wancheng Jinghou was a little furious immediately, and his paws kept rubbing on the ground. Wancheng Jinghou turned his head and pressed his hands, and the white tiger immediately softened again and lay his head on the ground.

Fang Jing's voice paused, and that strange cry seemed to be a hallucination, and just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the shadow's head turned again, and his voice was as gentle as water, saying, "Brother Wanqi."

Wen Baiyu's back suddenly burst into cold sweat, thinking that Fang Jing was screaming just now, and now it has become like this again, could it be that he is bewitched?

At this moment, Fang Jing's voice said again: "Brother Wanqi..."

This is always the same sentence, but at the same time, the figure projected on the opposite tomb wall actually stood up, shaking his body, as if he was about to walk out of the tomb.

Marquis Wan Qi narrowed his eyes, and immediately rushed out, ready to strike first. Everyone was outside, and they didn't know what happened, so they called "Brother Wan Qi" softly inside, but at the same time "Boom!"

Wen Baiyu couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately rushed over. The white tiger was lying on the ground. Seeing Wen Baiyu rush in with green eyes, he immediately raised his head, and rushed in enthusiastically.

Right inside the tomb, Fang Jing's face was pale, bleeding from five holes on his face, and a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Under the ever-burning lights of the tomb, he looked extremely terrifying.

Fang Jing rushed towards Wan Teng Jinghou, Wan Teng Jinghou kicked him away, Fang Jing fell to the ground and let out a "boom!" At the same time, he got up again and continued to rush over, just like a machine.

Fang Jing had already been beaten to death by Wen Baiyu before, he was injured himself, and had always been physically exhausted, but now he didn't seem to feel it at all. Everyone knew the strength of Wan Chengjinghou's hand, listening to the sound Fang Jing was completely unaware of the "Boom! Boom!" sound.

Wen Baiyu said: "What happened to him?"

Mo Yang said, "It's the same as before."

Ziche was a little nervous and said, "Could it be that there is that kind of bell in this tomb?"

Xue Bo shook his hand comfortingly and said, "It's all right."

At this moment, Fourth Master Peng suddenly turned his head and said, "Something has passed!"

Hearing the sound of "russling", a black figure swiped past the outside of the tomb passage, seemed to crawl past quickly, and then disappeared in an instant.

Wen Baiyu's mind flashed, and he suddenly remembered that they heard the roar of "clack" just now, it was definitely the sound of zongzi, and Wan Chengjinghou also felt it, there were black-haired zongzi in this tomb, but now they only He saw a bewitched Fang Jing, but there was no sign of the black-haired rice dumpling at all.

Is the black-haired zongzi using Fang Jing to delay time?

What is he doing?

But Zongzi is completely unconscious, so how could he think of delaying time.

Thinking of this, Wen Baiyu immediately turned around and rushed out of the tomb, chasing along the tomb passage.

When everyone saw Wen Baiyu rushing out, they immediately shouted, but Wen Baiyu ran so fast that he didn't answer at all. Wan Cheng Jinghou kicked Fang Jing away who was rushing towards him, and then rushed out of the tomb quickly, chasing after him who was about to drown Wen Baiyu left in the dark.

When everyone saw it, they rushed out immediately.

Wan Teng Jinghou chased up from behind and shouted: "Bai Yu."

Wen Baiyu glanced back at him and said, "Zongzi is ahead, hurry up."

They ran forward quickly, and the zongzi crawled quickly on the ground, but was quickly caught up. It turned out to be a black-haired zombie. This black-haired zombie was very strong, with well-developed muscles in its arms and legs. The black hair is very long, and there are no eyeballs in the eye holes.

Wen Baiyu chased after him, Wan Cheng Jinghou had already passed him, he lowered his body and rubbed forward, while stretching his legs to sweep across.

The zongzi seemed to have found Wan Qi Jinghou behind him, and rolled quickly on the ground, Wan Qi Jinghou also rolled on the ground, stretched out his hand and shook it, and there was a sound of "Boom!", and the dragon scale dagger flew out, Insert it on the arm of the black-haired rice dumpling.

The dragon-scale dagger was so powerful that Zongzi's arm was scorched immediately, and he let out a loud "cackling" sound. He swung his scorched arm desperately and hit the wall of the tomb. With a "click", the dagger was finally knocked out. .

The black-haired rice dumpling didn't stop, even if the dagger was stuck in his arm, he kept moving forward and crawled fast with both hands and feet.

In just this pause, Wen Baiyu had already seen clearly that there was indeed a looming blood spot on the temple of the black-haired rice dumpling, but because the black hair was too long, he could only see a general outline.

Wen Baiyu was sweating all over from running, couldn't help but half bent down, panted heavily with his knees on his back, and said, "I don't think this is right. If the black-haired zombies were used to dump Peng Zu's tomb during Qin Shihuang's time, then the sea worms would have died earlier." After thousands of years, the sea worms have swelled and eaten up the zombies, not even a scum is left, but the zombies just now are still alive and kicking, and they have a very strong purpose, so they must be newly raised."

Everyone ran over from behind, Wen Baiyu said: "Don't stop, we have to catch up and have a look."

Fortunately, there is only one path to the tomb, no matter how much the black-haired rice dumplings run, they cannot get into the cracks in the ground.

This tomb passage was much longer than the previous one, but it was not too far to go to the end, and there was a huge tomb in front of it. The bronze door was opened, and everyone squeezed in, but no black hairy rice dumplings were seen.

There is a bronze door at the other end of the huge tomb, which seems to be able to pass through from the opposite side, and the door on the other side is also open. Mo Yang said: "Have you passed through?"

Fourth Master Peng said, "Do you want to continue chasing?"

At this time, the white tiger suddenly roared twice, and then kicked them with its head. The tiger is very big, and the strength of the kick is naturally great. Wen Baiyu was kicked by him, and he ran too fast just now. The legs themselves were weak, and they were about to throw themselves on the ground.

Wan Cheng Jinghou quickly reached out to catch it, and Wen Baiyu immediately threw himself into his arms.

The white tiger arched them vigorously, telling them to move forward.

There is no coffin in the tomb, it is very empty, there is a huge stone altar in the middle of the tomb, but the altar is unexpectedly empty.

Wen Baiyu walked over and saw that there were several marks on the altar. There should have been a heavy thing on the altar, but it was empty now.

Wen Baiyu looked at the mark and said in surprise: "Bronze tripod?!"

Those imprints were made by the legs of the bronze tripod, because the bronze tripod was very huge and heavy, and the tripod legs were placed on the stone altar, and after many years, the marks were pressed out.

They had seen the bronze tripod in the basement before, and they would never admit it wrong. Xia Jiuding represented Kyushu, and each bronze tripod was engraved with one of the states. The patterns were very complicated, and even the feet of the tripod had patterns.

It turns out that there really was a bronze tripod in Surabaya, but the bronze tripod was not sunk at the bottom of the water, but placed in Peng Zu's tomb, but someone came in and took the bronze tripod.

The white tiger obviously didn't show them the bronze tripod, and continued to push them forward, pushing everyone forward again, only then did they realize that there was a coffin hidden behind the stone altar!

A coffin made of jade.

But if it was a coffin, it would be too small. Wen Baiyu immediately thought of people from Huai'an, how could there be people from Huai'an in Peng Zu's tomb?

The coffin was closed, but at first glance, it was not tightly seamed. The coffin boards were opened and closed, and they were not sealed again.

Everyone looked at each other and felt that this coffin was very strange.

And the white tiger's reaction was even more unbelievable. The white tiger seemed to be very excited, and it turned into a big cat, with its tail constantly flapping and its wings fluttering around the little jade coffin. It looks very excited and very close to this thing.

Wen Baiyu stretched out his hand suspiciously, but Wan Qi Jinghou said: "Wait, I'll come."

Wen Baiyu had no choice but to stretch his hand back.

Wan Qi Jinghou picked it up with a dagger and opened the lid of the coffin. With force on his wrist, Wan Qi Jinghou pushed the lid of the coffin open a crack, revealing a side of the things inside.

Everyone looked intently, and Mo Yang said, "It's empty?"

Wen Baiyu shook his head and said, "No, what's in it, mud?"

Wan Cheng Jinghou finally pushed all the lids of the coffin away, and saw that there was no corpse at all, nor any funerary objects, let alone the tomb of Huaian people. A jade coffin was filled with things similar to mud.

Wan Cheng Jinghou frowned and said, "It's pottery clay."

Fourth Master Peng said, "Could it be the mold for casting the bronze tripod?"

Everyone was silent for a while, they didn't know why there was a pile of pottery clay in such an exquisite jade coffin, if it wasn't the pottery clay for casting the bronze tripod, then they really didn't know what it was for.

And judging by the specifications, the grade of these clays is quite high. After all, there are many funerary objects in the tomb, and the carvings in this huge tomb are also very delicate. It is estimated to be a priceless treasure.

Mo Yang said: "The bronze tripod is so big, but the clay used to make the mold is so little?"

Mr. Peng looked at the pottery clay and said: "I have read some in the classics at home. For casting bronze, the pottery clay for making molds is also very important. The one who wins the world is because Jiuding has the aura of heaven and earth, and the clay used as the mold has also been tempered and absorbed the spirituality of heaven and earth. After the Da Peng Kingdom was destroyed by Wu Ding, many descendants of the Peng family were scattered all over the place, always looking for opportunities to take revenge , I have seen their burial methods in the classics, the coffins do not use nails or head clamps, but a special kind of sealing mud."

Wen Baiyu's mind flashed, and he said, "Wait, Feng Ni?"

Fourth Master Peng nodded and said: "The sealing mud recorded in the classics has been mentioned many times. I was also very puzzled at the time, why use this kind of thing to seal the coffin. Think about it, if Peng's coffin was sealed with The sealing mud is actually the clay used to cast the Jiuding? The sealing mud can provide the tomb owner with a steady stream of spirituality from heaven and earth, which is definitely better than sealing nails."

Mo Yang was a little shocked, and said, "You mean..."

Mr. Peng said: "However, I also guess that there is so little pottery clay here, it is likely that there is only a part of it, and the rest was taken away by Peng Zu's descendants."

He said, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "But it has been passed down to my generation, and there is no way to verify these, and I have never seen that kind of mud."

Something flashed through Wen Baiyu's mind just now, but he didn't catch it. He always felt that the word "Feng Ni" was very strange.

Peng Siye said: "If it is really the clay of Jiuding, this thing has spirituality, it is better to close the lid."

As he spoke, he reached out to pick up the coffin lid on the ground, and just as he was about to raise his head, he suddenly saw a black object flickering in the pile of sacrifices not far away.

Fourth Master Peng's hand stopped immediately, but only for a moment, he picked up the coffin lid, and put it on the coffin.

Fourth Master Peng closed the lid, glanced at everyone, and then slowly reached into his pocket to take out his gun. His action was obvious, he was reminding everyone to be alert, and then his eyes swept to the position just now.

Everyone immediately became alert, and saw something moving behind the funeral objects and sacrifices, but it was very faint, and long black hair slowly protruded from behind.

It's a black-haired zombie!

He actually hid behind the sacrifice and did not run away. He has been hiding in this tomb. The black-haired zombie has a strong purpose and is controlled by others. There must be something he wants in this tomb. The black-haired zombie thought Come out after they're gone.

Wen Baiyu quickly glanced around the tomb, the sacrifices are just like that, the tombs are all changed, the most valuable thing here should be the bronze tripod, and this tripod is gone now.

What about the rest?

Wen Baiyu's eyes were fixed on the jade coffin, and his heart skipped a beat. Does the black-haired zombie want this jade coffin?

Wen Baiyu thought about it, and immediately picked up the jade coffin from the ground. The jade coffin was very heavy to hold. It seemed that this piece of jade was a good thing, and because of its age, although the jade was not pure, it was already very moist, with a sense of spirituality. Sheer luster.

Perhaps these pottery clays are really spiritual, and they can raise the jade coffin so transparently.

Everyone was taken aback when they saw Wen Baiyu's actions, and then they heard Wan Cheng Jinghou say: "Be careful."

This sound was for Wen Baiyu.

Obviously Wen Baiyu's judgment was correct, the moment he picked up the jade coffin, the black-haired rice dumpling seemed to go berserk, and suddenly became furious, restless behind the sacrifice, and then rushed out.

The black-haired zombie rushed towards Wen Baiyu, Wan Chengjinghou grabbed Wen Baiyu's waist, quickly pulled it aside, and heard a "Boom!" On the black zombie's temple.

The black-haired zombie was hit by the bullet and fell to the ground, but it seemed that the sea worm controlling the zombie was not injured. The black-haired zombie immediately got up from the ground. He was completely irritated by Peng Siye, and he turned around and directed at Fourth Master Peng rushed over.

Fourth Master Peng took two steps back and wanted to shoot, but there was only the last bullet left. This bullet might not be able to pierce the sea worms.

The black-haired zombie rushed over, Fourth Master Peng wanted to dodge and dodge, but at this moment his chest felt as if it was going to explode, a kind of piercing pain surged up, and he wanted to cough immediately.

Fourth Master Peng's movements were a little slower, the black-haired zombie had already rushed over, but at this moment, the zombie suddenly leaned back, then fell backwards, with a "bang".

Fourth Master Peng saw Mo Yang reaching out to hook the zombie's neck, both Mo Yang and the zombie fell to the ground, the zombie's hands were struggling continuously, the blue and black nails were tearing at Mo Yang's arm, and Mo Yang was tightly hooking the zombie with one hand On the neck, the mahogany needle was exposed from the tip of the other finger, and it plunged into the zombie's temple.

"Giggle!"

The black-haired zombie let out a loud roar, and slammed back violently, the whole body fell on Mo Yang. Mo Yang let out a cry of pain, and his internal organs were almost cracked by him, but he didn't let go of his hands, fighting desperately. Holding his neck, the mahogany needle was pulled out and pierced hard again.

"Heck! Heck!!"

The black-haired zombie seemed to feel pain, and kept struggling. With a brace of its strong body, it jumped up from the ground, and flung Mo Yang violently.

"Mo Yang!"

Fourth Master Peng yelled, rushed out immediately, and suddenly caught Mo Yang in his arms. The black-haired zombie was very strong. Fourth Master Peng caught Mo Yang, stepped back four or five steps, and hit Mo Yang with a "bang". On the wall of the tomb, a pile of funerary objects was overwhelmed.

The black-haired zombie was about to rush towards Fourth Master Peng and Mo Yang again. Wan Cheng Jinghou swept his eyes and immediately saw a small cloth bag scattered on the ground with many mahogany needles stuck in it.

With a kick from Wan Cheng Jinghou, he immediately kicked up the little cloth bag and rushed forward. When he was almost behind the black-haired rice dumpling, he jumped up and stirred his legs, and heard a loud "boom!" With a loud noise, Wan Qi Jinghou knocked the black-haired rice dumpling to the ground, and then there was a crisp sound of "gaba", and the black-haired rice dumpling wanted to stretch out its arms to catch Wan Qi Jinghou, but Wan Qi Jinghou stretched out his hand and twisted it, and his thick arm slammed It just broke.

At the same time, Wan Cheng Jinghou suddenly raised his right hand, holding a large handful of mahogany needles, and plunged them into the temple of the black-haired zombie with a sound of "ch--".

"Heck!!!"

The black-haired zongzi let out an angry roar, struggling constantly, trying to bounce up from the ground, but Wan Cheng Jinghou's waist strength should not be underestimated, his legs were not loose, he still stirred the black-haired zongzi's neck vigorously, twisted his wrist, and plunged into it. A handful of mahogany needles in the temple of the black-haired rice dumpling suddenly twisted a whole circle, and there was a "hiss -" sound.

Zi Che stopped the injured Xue Bai, not daring to take a step away. Hearing the sound of skin and flesh separating at this moment, even though his face was paralyzed, his eyelids could not help but twitch wildly.

The black-haired zongzi's struggle was obviously much weaker. Wan Qi Jinghou narrowed his fiery eyes, stretched out his hand to pat, and immediately slapped a handful of mahogany needles into the black-haired zongzi's head.

The black-haired zongzi let out a low growl of "heck, heck...", his body twitched twice, and then he stopped moving.

Wan Cheng Jinghou immediately got up from the ground and dusted off his clothes. Wen Baiyu was still worried that he would lose control again when he was provoked by the black-haired zombie, so he hurried over to have a look.

There is nothing unusual about Wan Cheng Jinghou's face, but his breathing is a little panting, and there is no sweat on his forehead. It is not because he has exercised too much to subdue the zombie just now, but Wan Cheng Jinghou's heart is a little restless. Just to solve a zombie, the tyranny in his heart I couldn't vent it, and I had to hold back, so my breathing became a little rough.

Wen Baiyu immediately said: "Are you okay?"

Wan Cheng Jinghou was about to shake his head, but Wen Baiyu looked down, and saw that the mahogany needles had been completely embedded in the black-haired rice dumpling's head, Wan Cheng Jinghou's movements were fast and ruthless.

Seeing that the black-haired zongzi was completely dead, Wen Baiyu put the jade coffin back. The jade coffin was so heavy that Wen Baiyu felt his arms ache after holding it for a while.

As soon as the white tiger saw the jade coffin put back, he lowered his head again and flicked his tail around the jade coffin.

Wan Cheng Jinghou took a look at the tomb. The structure of the tomb was very strong, and they had to continue to walk around to look again.

Everyone passed through the bronze gate on the opposite side, and immediately saw a tomb room that was even bigger than before. In the middle of the tomb room was a coffin, which looked very solemn. Although there were not many burial objects in the tomb room, they were all exquisite. Peng Zu's life.

Everyone stood at the door and watched, Fourth Master Peng said with a smile: "If we want to dig a robbery hole, we can't do it in Peng Zu's tomb, right?"

Wan Cheng Jinghou looked around. This place is indeed strong, it should be the strongest place for the tomb, and it is impossible to dig a robbery hole here.

Everyone didn't intend to open the coffin. After all, Fourth Master Peng was a descendant of Peng Zu. He knelt down and worshiped his ancestors when he went in, so he had seen his ancestor.

The white tiger was wandering outside the tomb, silent, as obedient as a big white cat, and didn't seem to dare to make a fuss.

Everyone retreated from the main tomb, Wen Baiyu said: "This tomb is so strong, where is the weakest?"

Wan Teng Jinghou said: "The place where it comes in is relatively weak, but under the water, we have to dig holes in the tomb passage."

As he spoke, he waved his hand for everyone to follow, and they walked back from the main tomb.

Wen Baiyu walked and said, "By the way, Fang Jing, I was chasing the black-haired zombie just now, I forgot about him."

Everyone didn't pay attention to him. Fang Jing was bewitched at first glance, but his force value was far worse than that of Zi Che. At that time, the situation was urgent, so everyone ignored him.

Everyone walked back through the tomb, but they didn't see Fang Jing all the way. At this moment, they suddenly heard a loud noise of "Boom!"

The tomb passage began to shake violently, and there was a sound of collapse from a distance, and at the same time a huge air flow rushed over, Wan Chengjinghou immediately shouted: "Get down!"

Everyone immediately fell to the ground, stretched out their hands to hold their heads, and felt the huge air current rushing towards them. If they were not lying on their stomachs, they would definitely be knocked into the air.

The airflow made a deafening sound in the tomb passage, and the sound of the tomb passage collapsing came from far and near, bit by bit.

Wen Baiyu's ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear himself, so he yelled, "What's going on? Who is blowing up the tomb?!"

Because he couldn't hear clearly, he felt that his voice was strange, and everyone's ears were buzzing due to the impact of the airflow, and they shook their heads.

Mo Yang said: "The top is water, how could someone blow up the tomb?"

Wan Teng Jinghou said, "No, it's Fang Jing."

Wen Baiyu said: "How could he have explosives!"

"Boom!!"

A huge sound of collapse rushed over like a tide, and the stone roof of the tomb began to shake, swinging constantly, and broken stones of all sizes fell one after another.

Zi Che immediately carried Xue Bai on his back and said, "Father, I will carry you."

The front collapsed very seriously, and the rubble poured down. Everyone could only run like the strongest main tomb, and the rubble fell one after another, hitting them continuously.

With a sound of "Boom!", Mo Yang only felt that someone pushed his back, and immediately fell forward, and immediately rolled on the ground. If Mo Yang hadn't reacted, such a strong push would definitely break his neck .

Mo Yang got up and looked back immediately, and saw a huge stone falling down, stirring up a cloud of dust, but Fourth Master Peng had disappeared...

Mo Yang's heart trembled, and he was immediately swept away by a wave of fear. He didn't run forward immediately, but ran back immediately.

Wen Baiyu turned around to call him, but he also found that Fourth Master Peng was gone. The tomb began to collapse from a distance, very fast, and the moment they stopped, the tombstone above them began to collapse violently.

Wan Cheng Jinghou rushed over, and Wen Baiyu was thrown to the ground by him. When he opened his eyes and was about to get up, he saw Wan Cheng Jinghou curling his hands, supporting the ground with his arms, and arching his back upwards, as if using his body A protection was made, Wen Baiyu was covered inside, and stones kept hitting Wancheng Jinghou's back.

Wen Baiyu said in panic, "What are you doing!"

Wan Cheng Jinghou hugged him and said, "Shh - I'm fine, I can't die."

As he spoke, he immediately yelled at Zi Che: "Come here!"

Zi Che carried Xue Bai on his back, seeing that Mo Yang was about to run back to find Fourth Master Peng, but Fourth Master Peng was gone, Zi Che grabbed Mo Yang's shoulder, Mo Yang was about to struggle, Zi Che squeezed hard , Mo Yang's eyes widened, and he passed out immediately.

With Xue Bai on his back, Zi Che dragged Mo Yang who had passed out, and immediately gathered with Wan Cheng Jinghou.

"Boom——" There was a loud noise, and the stone roof of the tomb fell down. At the same time, Wan Cheng Jinghou's eyes burst into flame-like light, and he roared suddenly, his body changed from human nature to candle dragon. Zhulong covered everyone under him, raised his neck suddenly, boulders fell one after another, and all of them fell on Zhulong's body. As Zhulong kept raising his head, those boulders were knocked away and scattered around.

To Candle Dragon, these boulders were nothing. The huge Candle Dragon knocked the boulder away and knocked it out of the tomb.

Hearing the roaring sound and the huge dragon's roar in Wen Baiyu's ears, he felt almost deaf.

After a long time, the sound of the tomb's collapse finally stopped. There was no sound of water. The outside of the tomb should be in the wild, but the sound of birds could be heard.

Wen Baiyu lay on the ground, raised his eyes to look up, and saw a piece of fiery red scales, the scales of Zhulong were too huge, emitting light, like gems.

Wen Baiyu couldn't help raising his hand, and gently touched the scales, which were warm, with the body temperature of Wan Cheng Jinghou.

Just when his hands touched the scales, Zhulong shook his head violently, and let out a furious roar from his nose. He lowered his head, his huge fiery eyes fixed on Wen Baiyu below him, showing his sharp fangs.

Both Ziche and Xue Bai were awake, seeing Zhulong's eyes full of violence, he suddenly thumped, the tomb had just collapsed, Wan Chengjinghou wouldn't lose control again at this time, right?

But before they could react, Zhulong flicked his tail suddenly, and opened the stone next to him. To Zhulong, the stone next to him was like tofu dregs. Father!

Not only Fourth Master Peng, but also the white tiger.

Wan Cheng Jinghou threw the stone away, and immediately transformed from a candle dragon into a human form. He shook his body, gasped heavily, and reached out his hand to slam the gravel on the ground twice, as if he wanted to use these to relieve the pain in his heart. fury.

Wen Baiyu immediately turned over and hugged Wan Qi Jinghou. Wan Qi Jinghou struggled for a while, then slowly hugged Wen Baiyu, carefully wiped off the dust on his face, and said, "Are you okay?"

Wen Baiyu said: "Don't grab my words."

As he spoke, he immediately stood up and said, "By the way, let's take a look at Fourth Master Peng first."

As he said that, he ran over immediately. Fourth Master Peng was lying on the ground. The white tiger seemed to be fine. After standing up, he hugged Fourth Master Peng.

Fourth Master Peng turned over, there was some blood on his body, the clothes on his chest were torn, and the wound was exposed. It should be scratched by a stone. Wen Baiyu quickly checked and found that it was all skin trauma. He had a few drops of blood.

Fourth Master Peng woke up soon, saw that Wen Baiyu was a little unbelievable, and immediately sat up suddenly, and said, "Where's Mo Yang?!"

As soon as he sat up, the wound on his chest suddenly cracked again, and blood gushed out.

Wen Baiyu said: "Don't worry, don't worry, Mo Yang is not injured, you can lie down first, the wound will heal after a while."

As they were talking, Mo Yang also woke up. Zi Che didn't use much effort, he just wanted to stop Mo Yang. He has more or less good genes of Wancheng Jinghou, and he has received strict training since he was a child. It is trivial to try to stop Mo Yang.

Mo Yang woke up, and suddenly saw the dark sky, he was a little dazed, they were not in the tomb, how could they come out suddenly.

By the way, the tomb has collapsed, and someone is blowing up the tomb...

Mo Yang suddenly remembered that Fourth Master Peng had pushed him, and then he was hit by a falling boulder, and he couldn't see it all at once.

Mo Yang turned over in a panic, and said in a daze, "Where is Fourth Master Peng?"

Hearing Mo Yang's voice, Wen Baiyu just wanted him not to worry, saying that Fourth Master Peng was fine, but before he said anything, Fourth Master Peng squeezed Wen Baiyu's hand suddenly, and Wen Baiyu looked down at him in surprise, and saw Fourth Master Peng looked at him and "winked".

Wen Baiyu: "..."

Wen Baiyu didn't make a sound, and saw that Mo Yang had already rushed over. Seeing Fourth Master Peng covered in blood, his face immediately turned pale, and he knelt down tremblingly. He stretched out his hand, but he didn't dare to touch Fourth Master Peng.

Wen Baiyu: "..."

Wen Baiyu thought to himself, Mo Yang is actually very soft-hearted, Fourth Master Peng saved him, and now Fourth Master Peng looks "dying" and "weak breath", Mo Yang will definitely blame himself, and will be very sad.

Wen Baiyu looked at Fourth Master Peng. Fourth Master Peng had an expression that he was about to become a fairy, and his acting skills could be called seasoned.

Wan Cheng Jinghou came over at this time, stretched out his hand to pull Wen Baiyu up, and said, "Don't mind your own business."

Wen Baiyu thought to himself, why is this nosy?However, seeing that Jinghou Wan hadn't put on any clothes after turning back into a human form, Wen Baiyu's eyelids twitched, but his clothes had already been given to Hou Jing, and now he had no clothes, so Xue Bai could only ask for it. one piece.

Xue Bai was wearing a suit jacket, and he took it off and handed it to Wen Baiyu, who hurriedly put it on for Wan Chengjinghou.

Wan Cheng Jinghou was naked inside, wearing a black suit on the outside. His figure didn't look strong, but in fact it was very predictable. Xue Bai's suit jacket just couldn't be fastened, revealing a large piece of bare chest muscles and a smooth waist. And the sexy mermaid line, and nothing underneath, the visual impact is simply too great.

Just full of anger...

Wen Baiyu felt his nose itchy, and immediately stretched out his hand to wipe it