Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Way Out! The accumulation of human lives!

Wanted to have a meal outside, only to find out that no restaurants were open!

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Park Bian breathed a sigh of relief.

A smiling expression appeared on his face, imprisoned against the stone door, looking down at everyone present.

Sure enough, my previous analysis was correct!

Everyone in the Yanlong team, whether they were as strong as Qin Long or that old silver coin poison eye, they were all completely unfamiliar with the mission scene of the ancient historical background of the Celestial Empire!

Although the survivors are very powerful, in such a closed tomb, anyone who has watched the tomb robbery film knows not to mess with the contents of the tomb!

Throughout the ages, how many tomb robbers have tampered with the items in the tomb because of greed, resulting in death in the tomb!

Otherwise, it will be like the survivor who didn't know where he died, and there would be no corpse!

These people from the Yanlong team, from entering this tomb to the present, have not only fiddled with the offering table at will, but also wantonly destroyed everything in the tomb from the moment they entered the door!

Whether it's the offering table, or those stone figurines!

In such a strange place, not to mention the resurrection of those stone figurines, even if Genghis Khan is resurrected in front of everyone, Pu Bian is not surprised at all!

You must know that from the time Park Bian entered this tomb to the present, through the layers of stone figurines, Daoda's offering table, except for being forced by those resurrected stone figurines and having to jump on the offering table to hide, Park Bian has never touched anything in the tomb until now!

I haven't even touched it!

Whether it's carefully walking through the stone figurines, or checking the handwriting on the offering table and the scales!

Qin Long, they're good!

Died all the way, not only did he wantonly destroy everything in the tomb, but he also couldn't understand the poem that was obviously a hint!

They don't die?

Who died!!

"What are you laughing at!"

The poisonous eye closest to Park Bian was the first to see Park Bian's expression, and asked directly loudly.

"You are dead, I don't laugh, do you still have to cry?!!"

The corners of Pu Bian's mouth were bloody, and he made a crying and laughing expression.

"You TM!!"

The poisonous eye was so stunned by Park Bian's captive that he almost didn't swallow it in one breath!

"Okay!!"

Boom!

Qin Long directly interrupted the quarrel between Park Bian and Poison Eye.

The duration of the exile from another dimension was only fifteen minutes, and now the remaining time is less than ten minutes, if they can't find a way out in the remaining ten minutes, then they will face those who have been banished back, ordinary attacks are completely ineffective, hundreds or thousands, terracotta!

How can he have time to care about Park Bian now, killing him is a waste of time!

Qin Long paced around the offering table irritably.

He read the verse, but he didn't understand what it meant!

Could it be that you chose the wrong thing?

Or did you choose the wrong door?

This way of choosing with human life doesn't even give them a chance to regret it!

If you choose the wrong one, you die!

Such pressure is enormous!

Half ring...

"You!! Come up and choose! โ€

Qin Long pointed directly at a survivor in his team and said loudly.

(Fortunately, there are enough people in Lao Tzu!) I still don't believe it, they're all dead, and they can't choose the right door! ๏ผ‰

The member of the Yanlong team who was pointed out by Qin Long was suddenly startled, and the whole person collapsed directly to the ground, crying!

"Boss !!"

The rest of the Yanlong team, as if hiding from the plague, instantly stayed away from the survivor who was pointed out!

Although everyone sympathized with him, they didn't point to themselves after all, and secretly sighed.

"Don't talk nonsense! Either you choose, or, you die! โ€

The pressure, over time, is getting bigger and bigger.

And Qin Long's eyes are getting more and more scarlet!

Killing intent, spread instantly.

Pu Bian, who was on the side, looked at the poor survivor with some surprise.

Originally, in Park Bian's cognition, the Azure team, although it may not be as cohesive as all of them, but at least it shouldn't be the same as now, everyone in the team has everyone's selfishness, and the boss of the team is so cold-blooded about the life and death of his team members!

This is already the second one!

Reserve members have no human rights.

No matter what Park Bian thought, the survivor named by Qin Long stood tremblingly at the offering table at this time, dripping the blood of Park Bian on the offering table before, and then reached out from the other end of the scale, on the plate where the copper coin was placed, where was a copper coin.

"You, choose Gate Six!"

I don't know if Qin Long understood something, or if he was just blind!

He directly called the person to choose Gate Six!

Park Bian's eyes stared at the survivor who walked slowly.

Eyes are fixed!

Gate Six!

It's the door that Park Bian speculated before that it was likely to be the way out!

[One goes to two or three miles, and the drums cut off the pedestrians. ใ€‘

[The sound of the wild goose in autumn, slaughtering Wu Yan. ใ€‘

[Seven thousand tribes, all of them are scattered. ใ€‘

[There is no home to ask about life and death, only the landers remain. ใ€‘

In this poem, there are exactly eight numbers in total!

And it just so happens that these eight numbers correspond to the symbols on the stone gate very wonderfully!

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What is this?

Pure Meng?