The night breeze is miserable.

This camp tent in the lower reaches of the Peacock River, as Gan Jian returned with Lin Chao's corpse, instantly caused an uproar.

Without waiting for these people to immediately come forward to inquire about the incident, Gan Jian directly ordered that Panlong Xiaoqitang withdraw from the Loulan Ruins.

As soon as this order came out, Wu Ju, the leader of Zheng Cheng's gold-touching team, was completely stunned!

"Master Gan, His Royal Highness the Prince was killed, you don't want to take revenge, why do you want to take us out?"

Wu Ju is in his forties, traveled south and north, met big zongzi, touched the tomb of the ancient prince, and touched the gold line here, and his reputation is not small!

This time, he came to Loulan City with the prince of Yanzhong, and he brought all the brothers who had lived and had experience.

For him, with the blessing of the son, this touch of gold is the most bullish in his life.

There will be a great harvest!

Who would have thought that the gate of the Loulan ruins had not been found yet, and they would have to go home?

Wu Ju is unwilling!

However, Gan Jian said expressionlessly: "What I'm talking about is that Panlong Xiaoqitang withdrew from the Loulan Ruins, and your gold-touching team stayed." ”

"Someone wants to see you by name!"

Wu Ju: "......"

What is this operation?

As soon as Panlong Xiaoqi Hall leaves, who will bless my gold-touching team?

Isn't that!

"Master Gan, you must be joking!"

"If we come together, we will advance and retreat together."

"You're gone, what's the point of us staying?"

Wu Jun said stupidly, his facial features were about to be twisted together.

He prefers to believe that Gan Jian is joking!

However, how could Gan Jiao, who is not smiling, tell jokes at this time.

He was carrying the corpse of the prince of Yanzhong, such a prominent man died, how could he be in the mood to joke?

Gan Jian was silent and called for someone to put Lin Chao's body up.

Then, looking at the tent in the upper reaches of the Peacock River, he lit a cigarette.

Until now, his hand holding the cigarette was still trembling.

There is no doubt that he has been shut down from the ghost gate!

He should be glad that he knelt early.

Otherwise, even smoking at this time is a luxury, and he would have gone to Huangquan Road with Lin Chao.

The stars and fireworks sporadically illuminated Gan Jian's resolute cheeks.

And Wu Ju, who was close at hand, found that Gan Jian's entire head was sweat.

He didn't know that Gan Jian was bleeding in a cold sweat, and his entire back was wet with cold sweat.

What is the king?

Gan Jian really saw it today!

The king wants to cut people, there is only one action......

Raise the knife!

One will be a success!

That highly controversial young general is a model for millions of soldiers.

For countless nights, he had dreamed of serving under him, just like millions of soldiers.

It is the existence that I have been fighting for all my life!

In charge of the governor, in charge of the world, in charge of millions of soldiers.

In his early twenties, he is a world-class achievement, and he deserves to be a national warrior!

It is to see the true face with his own eyes, and he is fortunate to have three lives, but he is very regretful.

He regretted that he had not served such a peerless man.

Is there a chance in the future?

Gan Jian doesn't know!

A cigarette slowly burned out, but Gan Jian only took a puff.

"Master Gan, you have something to say! Who wants to see me? ”

Wu Ju was nervous.

Lin Chao, the son of the world, is hanging, what is he left to do?

Rely on his gold-touching team of only four people to enter the treacherous Loulan ruins and receive a large number of treasures?

Stop it!

"The person who cut down Lin Chao wants to see you, take care!"

Gan Jian extinguished the cigarette butts, saw that the soldiers were almost cleaned up, waved his big hand, and led the team away.

Boom......

Wu Ju collapsed directly to the ground.

The person who cut down Lin Chao wants to see him?

Dare to cut the son of the king of Yanzhong, what kind of illustrious existence should it be?

Wu Ju didn't dare to think deeply.

This time I came to Loulan City, there was no disaster!

Rustle rustle......

The shoes stepped on the loess and made a screeching sound.

A burly figure walked slowly along the dry bank of the Peacock River.

Wu Ju only felt that a great disaster was coming, and his soul was not guarded.

"Who is Wu Ju?"

The visitor approached and asked.

"I, I, I...... I am! ”

Wu Ju stubbornly agreed.

"My aunt wants to see you, come with me."

Xia Zhu made a gesture of please.

"You won't be beheaded!"

Wu Ju asked tremblingly.

Xia Zhu smiled and said, "It depends on whether you listen or not!" ”

"I'm obedient...... I'm absolutely obedient! ”

Wu Ju pinched out his three fingers and swore to the sky.

The other three people are bitter and dare not speak.

saw the bloody corpse of Lin Chao, the son of the world, and now the person who cut him is summoned.

Who can be calm?

The big dumplings have been seen, and the strange dried corpses have also been burned.

But back to reality, who doesn't spare their lives?

The four of them hurriedly cleaned up, and under the guidance of Xia Zhu, they came to this camp in the upper reaches of the Peacock River.

"Master, are you sure the one inside won't cut me?"

Wu Ju was still a little worried, and asked with a sad face on his face.

"Are you so afraid of death?"

Xia Zhu shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be! ”

"I think a few of you are also people who have experienced a big scene, and the underground tomb is not more dangerous than this world?"

Xia Zhu didn't understand it.

"After all, the things in the ground are dead, and they can't fight the living......"

Wu Ju wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and explained stupidly.

Xia Zhu nodded, this explanation is acceptable.

"Let's go inside!"

Xia Zhu opened the tent door.

Wu Ju and the four of them approached the camp tent with anxiety, and saw a back figure in a dozen eyes.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his boots on his feet, and a black coat set off his burly figure.

Its body was straight and stiff, like a spear stuck straight in place.

This one back alone is enough to make people daunting.

Swish......

In the next second, Qin Chuge turned around.

This face is perfect!

A straight nose, a sun-kissed complexion, and deep eyes......

Looking at it head-on, it is even more revealing a royal temperament!

Such people......

Wu Ju, who is good at feng shui and physiognomy, suddenly stood on end.

This......

This person definitely has the face of royalty!

"Know Feng Shui?"

Qin Chuge opened his mouth.

The voice is loud, the voice is extremely magnetic, and it is full of domineering air that Wu Ju has to respond.

"A little bit of understanding, a little bit of ......"

Wu Ju trembled.

"Know the formation?"

Qin Chuge asked again.

"A little bit of understanding, a little bit of ......"

Wu Ju only felt that his tongue was knotted, and he only dared to respond to these words.

"Ask for advice or two, sit!"

Qin Chuge raised his hand.

Xia Zhu sent a folding maza.

"Don't dare, don't dare, I'll just stand!"

Wu Ju dared to sit.

Qin Chuge was no longer polite, and raised his hand to point to the map hanging on the wall of the camp tent.

"The ancient city of the skull, the ruins of Etherland, the cemetery of Xiaohe, the ancient city of Washixia, the tomb of the beauty of Loulan, ......"

"Of these five places, the tomb of the Loulan beauty is already outside the Loulan ruins."

"Have your ancestors been to these other places?"

Qin Chuge asked Zheng Cheng's gold-touching team to stay, which was his intention.

He doesn't know feng shui, and because he is a monk, he has some knowledge of formations.

The gold-touching team that is good at dividing gold and fixing acupoints is said to be specialized in the art industry.

Please come and ask for advice, it will be helpful to enter the Loulan ruins next.

The yellow sand has been rolled for thousands of years, and no one knows the original appearance of the ancient city of Loulan.

The wisdom of the ancients is beyond the wisdom of the ancients!

Then there is only one way to scrutinize, layer by layer, peeling off the veil of this ancient civilization relic!

Prior to this, the Imperial Family Team of all parties had gathered.

First to account, then to cut!