"Shadow Probe ......"

Zhao Yang looked at his slender palm and middle finger, and thought in his heart, should he change a relatively simple name for this skill?

Otherwise, will it be mistaken for a flower thief?

At the same time, at the front of the line.

The atmosphere of the Ten Thousand Monuments Tomb, which is extremely gloomy, is very heavy.

Suddenly, a ball of fire broke through the oppressive and gloomy atmosphere of the Ten Thousand Monument Tomb.

Yang Zhending was the first to walk out of the Wanbei Tomb with a wind lantern.

Xiong Maolin followed.

Call......

Looking at the eyes, Xiong Maolin subconsciously let out a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had walked through a ghost gate.

"Brother Zhending, you are still amazing!"

Xiong Maolin couldn't help but give Yang Zhending a thumbs up.

Yang Zhending curled the corners of his mouth lightly, and he felt as if he had been stroked on the dog's head.

"Everything is safe, speed up the pace behind, and at the same time be careful of the tombstone next to it!"

After determining the absolute safety, Yang Zhending began to loudly urge the team behind him, and asked the team to quickly pass this sentence backwards.

Under Yang Zhending's order, the pace of the team as a whole began to accelerate.

And all the soldiers who walked out of the Ten Thousand Monuments Tomb were temporarily assembled and rested in the vast open space outside.

Because the team is only lined up in four slender rows, it is just taking advantage of this opportunity that Yang Zhending and Xiong Maolin can accurately find out the 'acquaintances' who are mixed in the team.

Although Yang Zhending and Xiong Maolin couldn't recognize all the soldiers in the team, it was enough to know Zhao Yang and Xing Sangu.

In order not to startle the snake, Yang Zhending and Xiong Maolin pretended to hide inadvertently and secretly spied a little away, and their elite eyes were like two old foxes, carefully looking at every soldier who lined up to walk out of the Ten Thousand Monuments.

But...... When the whole team completely walked out of the Wanbei Tomb half an hour later, they didn't see Zhao Yang and Xing Sangu, as well as the fat man who was five big and three thick.

"What's the situation?"

Yang Zhending and Xiong Maolin both felt a little confused and surprised.

"Yang Zhending, what about Xing Yunfu you are talking about?" Xiong Maolin looked at Yang Zhending and asked.

Yang Zhending looked at the Wanbei Tomb with a gloomy atmosphere again, the team had indeed finished all of them, and he really didn't see Zhao Yang and Xing Yunfu.

This can't help but make Yang Zhending wonder if he really guessed wrong.

It's still because of the weakness of the heart of the Four Elephants, so it's too sensitive.

"Is there anything left behind?"

Yang Zhending asked loudly.

But no one answered.

"Dashuai, if there is really no one behind, maybe I guessed wrong, but don't worry, Dashuai, even if someone else really mixes into our team, there are only three at most, and I will definitely not make them even make a splash!"

Yang Zhending said categorically to Xiong Maolin, and at the same time looked towards the Ten Thousand Monuments Tomb repeatedly, but there was indeed no figure.

"I'll let Adjutant Liu investigate them one by one!" Xiong Maolin nodded, and he really didn't take it too seriously, after all, he did only lose three sets of military uniforms, and if someone really mixed in, there would be only three people at most.

After a short rest and some dry food to satisfy their hunger, the team marched forward again.

Yang Zhending's goal is to find the door to the transformation of the realm in this emperor's tomb.

Xiong Maolin's purpose is to find the emperor's coffin and the real imperial treasure in this emperor's tomb.

As for now, Yang Zhending himself also feels that he may not have walked one-tenth of the distance.

After the warlord's troops were completely far away, the three figures cautiously walked out of the Ten Thousand Monument Tomb.

These three figures are none other than Zhao Yang, Xiong Maolin and Xing Yunfu.

Zhao Yang looked at the back of the warlord troops who had left and disappeared in the direction of the Xunwang Mansion, and a sneer appeared on his face.

Fortunately, I have an extra heart, otherwise, the explosives bag on my body may have come in handy in advance.

Yang Zhending is really suspicious, which shows that he is still quite a chicken thief.

Just now, Zhao Yang and the three of them got to the back of the team for various reasons, and then hid behind the nameless monument while they were unprepared, the purpose was to prevent Yang Zhending from taking this opportunity to inspect the team.

"Young master, you are really a foot tall and a foot high!"

Chen Fuwang admired Zhao Yang's wit because of the five-body throw.

Zhao Yang smiled and found an open space to sit cross-legged, and then took out some dry food from his backpack, as well as a bottle of burning knife wine, planning to take a sip or two to get rid of the moisture on his body first.

"Why are you still eating? Didn't see that they were all gone? This emperor's tomb is so big, what if we lose it? ”

Xing Yunfu looked at Zhao Yang, who sat down and unscrewed the knife and wine, and suddenly became anxious.

Zhao Yang smiled strategically and said, "I haven't eaten for at least six hours, aren't you hungry?" Don't worry, they won't be able to go far, there is the Xunwang Mansion in front of them, and with their urine nature, they will definitely not detour. ”

"What Xunwang Mansion?"

Xing Yunfu frowned, but immediately remembered that Zhao Yang had been here once before, and he was familiar with this place.

"You just sit down and rest, if you can't trust me, then you can follow by yourself, but now Yang Zhending must not have completely relaxed his vigilance, I advise you that you better be careful."

After speaking, Zhao Yang took a sip of the burning knife wine, handed the wine bottle to Chen Fuwang casually, and took a big bite of dry food.

Chen Fuwang took the wine bottle and poured it violently, using the fierce strength of the wine to get rid of the gloomy sense of oppression in the Wanbei Tomb just now.

Xing Yunfu frowned, so she could only follow cross-legged, and then took out a piece of cake from her backpack.

In fact, after walking for so long, Xing Yunfu did feel a little hungry.

"Any wine?"

Xing Yunfu looked at the wine bottle in Zhao Yang's hand and asked lightly.

As a native of Guanzhong, Xing Yunfu also has a bit of alcohol, and in this kind of place, in this gloomy environment, a sip can indeed relieve the feeling of depression.

Zhao Yang smiled and handed the wine bottle in his hand to Xing Yunfu.

"Is there anything unopened?" Xing Yunfu frowned and asked.

Zhao Yang shrugged his shoulders and smiled again, and took out an unopened bottle of burning knife wine from his backpack, because the backpack space was limited, so Zhao Yang brought a total of two bottles.

If it weren't for special reasons, Zhao Yang really wouldn't have given this bottle of wine to Xing Yunfu.

"Give it, just as it is to repay your favor!" Zhao Yang said with a smile.

Xing Yunfu took the wine bottle, and when she heard Zhao Yang's words again, she couldn't help frowning, a little confused.

"Give back your King Kong umbrella to help our brothers prevent a disaster! I don't like to owe favors to others, so I should pay you back. ”