Not long after running, Chen Yan saw a gathering place similar to a village in front of him, and there was a sound of running water in his ears, Chen Yan suddenly realized that he finally knew why people could live here. It turns out that there is also an underground river inside the royal treasure

There was a violent coughing sound from the old man behind him, and Chen Yan came back to his senses, and he helped the old man to a stone pier with apologies. He immediately went to the side and scooped up a glass of water and handed it to the old man.

The old man thanked him repeatedly, and after drinking it all, he gestured to Chen Yan.

Frankly, it's really not a good time to communicate in sign language. Chen Yan frowned, you must know that although the aborigines outside are outnumbered, blocking Chris for ten minutes is already considered to be the sky.

What's more, he's really short of time right now.

Of course, although his heart was like an ant on a hot pot, Chen Yan still forcibly calmed down and watched the old man's sign language carefully. After looking at it for a while, he understood what the old man meant.

According to the old man's description, they were the descendants of King Monroe's slaves, and after transporting the royal treasure, King Monroe locked up their grandfather and grandmother. More than 200 years have passed, and they are still tenaciously surviving, which cannot but make people feel the strong vitality of human beings.

The old man said that this jade pendant was the highest-grade trophy looted by King Monroe on a merchant ship from Yanxia, and it had always been his favorite, so Chen Yan, who held this jade pendant, was also regarded by them as the descendant of King Monroe. That's why I was very respectful to him.

When Chen Yan asked about the location of the royal treasure, the old man pointed to the side very happily.

The direction of the finger was a simple stone house, and further behind it was the rumbling sound of water.

Chen Yan was stunned.

Wait, he's talking about an underground river

The old man gestured down the river and was the true place of the royal treasure.

Finally determined the direction of the next step, which made Chen Yan very excited, he thanked him, and was just about to leave, when suddenly a miserable scream came from behind, and he stopped in place.

If he leaves, the enraged Chris can't see the others, and the natives here will die.

What should I do and just walk away?

Chen Yan took a deep breath, turned to the old man, and asked him why they hadn't been attacked by poisonous scorpions for so many years

The old man grinned.

He said that there was a stone tablet buried in the center of the stone village, and the material of the tablet made all mosquitoes, ants, snakes and insects very afraid.

Chen Yan's heart moved after hearing this, isn't this the same as his jade pendant

Thinking of this, a bold idea popped up.

......

On the other side, Chris strolled forward, a large body at his feet.

His cleanliness habit severely affects Chris's speed of advancement. But Chris looked at the last dozen people and smiled coldly.

He was about to make a move when he was interrupted by a burst of arrogant laughter.

"Hahaha, the dignified Meteorite One, actually poisoned the defenseless civilians, if I spread your behavior outside, guess those feather-loving lights will kill you"

Chris turned his head to lock on to Chen Yan's figure, he roared angrily, and rushed towards the latter like a dry onion.

Chen Yan deftly lured him away from the aborigines, and consciously or unconsciously retreated towards the path from which he came.

Since Chen Yan has no intention of fighting Chris, the distance between the two has not been far away. After chasing for about two minutes, Chris finally realized that something was wrong, he stopped abruptly and said coldly: "Boy, what kind of trick do you have"

"It's too late to find out now. ”

Chen Yan saw the big pit that he had knocked out when he came, and he was full of smug smiles.

On the other side, in the center of Shicun, the stone monument that had guarded the aborigines of Shicun for two hundred years suddenly exploded, sparks rose in the sky, and everyone sat on the ground in shock.

They looked at each other, and soon they all changed color.

The stele was destroyed, which represented the scorpions......

Thundered

The position where the two of them were standing suddenly shook violently.

Chris steadied himself and was shocked: "There was an earthquake"

Chen Yan lowered his head, and when he raised his head again, his eyes turned blood-red.

Curse Kill

The unexpected curse caught Chris off guard, and he staggered and leaned against the wall, but it didn't take long for him to come to his senses.

Teased by Chen Yan one after another, this mysterious Meteorite No. 1 was close to the apex of the explosion, he raised his head angrily, but saw that Chen Yan's figure had disappeared from view.

This bastard...... How to go back

The vibrations became more and more frequent, and Chris finally thought of something, and Rao Shi, the villain who had experienced many vicissitudes, also turned pale.

Could it be ......

He turned around and saw several huge black scorpions coming out of the hole, and his scalp exploded.

They're coming after them

Chris raised his foot and was about to leave, but he didn't expect more than a dozen scorpions to appear in front of him to block his way.

He stopped, feeling in a terrible mood.

“...... Chen Yan"

This time, he finally gritted his teeth and pronounced Chen Yan's name correctly.

......

The earthquake of the scorpion attack reached Shicun, and just when everyone was gone, Chen Yan, who was panting, came back.

He tore off the jade pendant hanging around his neck and threw it to the old man, shouting: "Take it, this can block the scorpion",

After saying that, he didn't care whether the old man understood it or not, and a fierce man plunged into the underground river.

Severe pain, unspeakable pain.

The two consecutive curse killings exhausted Chen Yan's cultivation and recuperation from the time he had come to the present. Now he only felt so tired that he didn't even want to move his fingers.

He sank into the cold pool, and rushed down with the current.

At some point, a breathing mask appeared at the collar of the tuxedo, which drained the water from Chen Yan's face and slowly delivered oxygen to it.

Chen Yan was already numb to this magical tuxedo, and the ghost gentleman seemed to have taken into account all the extreme situations he encountered: diving devices, flamethrowers, time bombs, bulletproof devices, sonic transmitters......

Chen Yan has been able to persist until now, and this tuxedo has contributed a lot.

It's just a pity that it can't be a weapon to take advantage of.

Thinking of the Moon Invitation Sword that was broken by Chris, Chen Yan sighed deeply, and immediately regrouped his mind and swam towards the boundless darkness.