"You're really ...... Be cautious. ”

In the faint voice, there is also a bit of helplessness.

It is estimated that that person did not expect that Xiao Jingxing and Huang Jinbao's bodyguards not only brought guns, but also placed suppression equipment in the muzzle of the gun to minimize sound suppression.

In this case, the shooting will not be very quiet.

It can really be said that the best choice for home travel and killing people.

Under the aim of the gun, a person walked in leisurely from the outside of the tent.

The lights were shining, and everyone could see it clearly, and they were taken aback.

I saw a strange person coming out from the outside.

A very tall and thin weird man who looks like a skeletal shelf. He was very tall, at least 1.9 meters in size, but there was no flesh on his body, as if he were covered with skin and bones.

What's even more strange is that the clothes on his body are very old.

Similarly, the ancient aristocracy of the West, that kind of uniform, is full of a sense of age.

Not only that, but the weirdos look very old.

His face was full of wrinkles, criss-crossed, and folded marks that could trap flies.

Hair and eyebrows, all gone.

One eye, still wrapped in an eyepatch, resembles a one-eyed Voldemort.

At first glance, a weird, gloomy, and terrifying feeling suddenly lingered in everyone's hearts.

Who's this?

What is the origin?

Everyone looked at each other, a little stunned.

"Wait, this costume ......"

Caught off guard, Huang Jinbao's eyes froze, and he lost his voice and said: "Tsar's Guard!"

In everyone's hearts, there was a sudden froze.

This strange man, I'm afraid it's not with the savages, it's not in a group.

"Haha!"

The strange man smiled, his dry palms, skin and bones connected.

He raised his palm, which was equivalent to raising a claw, which made people's hearts palpitate.

A strange military salute took shape.

His voice was hoarse, and he seemed to sigh a little embarrassed: "Guards, it's a distant name." If it weren't for your reminder, I would have forgotten who I once was......"

“…… You!"

Wang Feng had a flash of inspiration and speculated: "You are the one who escorted gold, fell into the lake, survived for a hundred years...... The one out there is nothing more than a disguise, your puppet. ”

"What?"

When the others heard this, they were shocked again.

When the strange man heard this, he was a little surprised, but he nodded happily and admitted directly: "Yes, that's it." The guy outside, who was originally nothing more than a lowly farmer, was given a glorious status thanks to me. ”

"It is a great honor, and he will be grateful for my ......"

The weirdo seems to be laughing.

But the wrinkles and folds on his face are piled up into chrysanthemums, and he can't see the specific expression.

"It turns out that you are, the one behind the scenes. ”

Huang Jinbao reacted, surprised and surprised: "Why...... You've worked so hard to set up this game and attract everyone, what the hell are you trying to do?"

"And ......"

Huang Jinbao asked, "Is the Tsar's gold, and that meteorite city, real?"

If it's fake, doesn't it mean that everyone has been fooled?

Thinking of this, he was going to be angry.

"Nature is true!"

The strange man was very frank and said slowly: "If it's fake, why should I waste time and energy, plan for so long, and work hard to arrange this game." ”

"Magical city, right at the bottom of the lake. ”

A touch of fanaticism appeared on the strange man's face: "That is the temple where the gods live, I am the chosen one, and I have been blessed by the gods to live until now......

"Hah!"

Hearing this, there was a commotion in everyone's hearts.

Really, it turned out to be true......

Barbarians, they didn't lie. Although the protagonist of the story is not himself.

But the weirdo in front of him is the person concerned.

Looking at his strange appearance, everyone felt that what he said should be the truth.

For a while, everyone was a little confused and at a loss. Because whether it is the golden treasure of Nicholas II or the legendary meteorite city, they are somewhat unexpected.

After all, they have always been skeptical about this kind of thing.

It's also a bit difficult to change your mindset right away......

Only Wang Feng kept calm and said in a deep voice: "Back then, you inadvertently entered that city. After that, I came out and never went back, right?"

“…… Huh?"

The strange man's eyes were sharp, cold as a knife, and he glanced at Wang Feng.

He sighed: "He is a famous adventurer, and he is smarter than I imagined." ”

"Ahh ”

Huang Jinbao then reacted: "So you have gone to great lengths and done so many things, just to re-enter that meteorite city?"

"Yes. ”

The strange man confessed again: "For a hundred years, I tried my best to return to the temple of the gods, but unfortunately I have not succeeded. In the last two years, I didn't want to wait any longer, so I painstakingly set up a game. ”

"I hope that with the help of other people's ingenuity, I will find the entrance back to the temple. ”

The strange man opened his hands and embraced: "The temple of the gods is my final destination, and I will devote myself to the glory of God and become His humblest servant......"

"I think you're going to die. ”

Xiao Jingxing said calmly: "You have gained great benefits in Meteorite City, and you have lived for hundreds of years. But after a hundred years, do you feel that life is passing?"

"In order to save your life and live longer, you have only planned to return to Meteorite City. ”

“……”

The strange man's smile disappeared, and he muttered: "What I said, it's enough, I guess you can be blind when you die......"

"Not good. ”

Huang Jinbao immediately shouted: "Everyone up." ”

After calling, he was the first to rush forward, hitting his shoulder.

In his imagination, the weirdos were like skeletons, weak and weak.

When he hits it, even if he can't make meritorious contributions, it will have some effect. Unexpectedly, as soon as the strange man slapped his hand, he flew to the side and smashed to the ground with a painful grunt.

Several bodyguards, menacing, flew up.

At this moment, the strange man took off his blindfold, and a strange light suddenly filled the tent space.

"Ah......h

At this moment, even Wang Feng couldn't help but be shocked, discolored, and moved.

He could see clearly that under the blindfold of the strange man, it was not blind, but a strange eye.

The color of crimson, like a brilliant rainbow, is very familiar.

What the heck?

In an instant, Wang Feng, Xiao Jingxing, and Zhang Chu were dumbfounded.

"It's not ......"

In a panic, Zhang Chu couldn't help but turn his head and said astringently: "Crimson eyes!"

Wang Feng also had a trace of trepidation in his heart. However, he was used to seeing the big ambush, so he reluctantly calmed down, and when he looked carefully, he found some clues......

“…… Fake, it's a prosthetic eye. ”

Wang Feng took a light breath: "This guy is so ruthless, he installed the crimson eye on his eye socket." ”

What did he think of Crimson Eyes?

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