Chapter Eighty-Nine: Into the Crypt
"Hey, get out of the company, this is a treasure found by our folk."
"It's that your company has so many resources, what are you robbing with our ordinary people, leave! Leave! ”
There are still more than twenty people left, and the more noisy and excited they are at the moment, the guys in their hands are also showing up, and they are about to beat Jiang Fan and them fatly.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Zhang Youcai said with a sneer to the crowd around him.
Feng Moran looked at being scolded by so many people, and he was also aggrieved.
Jiang Fan was even more angry when he saw this, there are really many ignorant people in this world.
Someone over there is making a fool of you. You don't think so, but you still say it's fair. We stood up for you and fought for a chance to enter, but we were besieged by you.
That is, I have now been sealed to the high level of mortals, and if I were still in the Divine Slave Realm, I would have cut down two of them to relieve my qi.
However, Jiang Fan can only think about it, not to mention that there are still special instructors in the training camp and people from the Ability Club, even those small groups of stragglers, Jiang Fan can't definitely win it.
Seeing that Jiang Fan and the four of them were about to be besieged, a clear drink suddenly interrupted everyone's shouting.
"Presumptuous! A bunch of garbage dares to threaten the company, I think you've had enough. ”
As the voice fell, a woman with red hair and a hot body appeared in front of everyone.
This woman is still dressed fashionably even in the forest, with a leather coat and black silk, shorts and high heels, and delicate makeup on her face, and her face is also very good-looking.
"Hey, a little girl, dare to say that we are so much garbage, it's too arrogant, brothers, let her know that we are amazing."
A young stranger shouted excitedly as he relied on the strength of the crowd to swell his self-confidence.
He thought that such a beautiful girl, and her figure was so energetic, he would definitely subdue her first in a while, and by the way, he could get over it by touching two handfuls.
The man was thinking about it when he suddenly realized that something seemed to be wrong, and after he finished speaking, everyone did not agree with him as before, but faintly moved away from him and took a step back. I was left alone in front.
"You, who are you?" At this time, he looked at the woman in front of him and stuttered a little.
"One of the twelve deacons of the supermanagement company, Hongfeng."
"Ahh
Hearing the name, the man was so frightened that he sat on the ground. Only then did he understand why no one else echoed him, and in front of him, this was Hongfeng, one of the twelve deacons who was famous and famous.
Seeing that everyone's arrogance had weakened, the Treasure Thief Rat couldn't help but take the lead and said, "Red Deacon, you are very capable, and you have never looked down on our tomb robbers. But it's a bit unreasonable for you to keep so many of us out of the door alone. No matter how good our temper is, we want you to see what we are capable of......"
"Noise!" The redhead came up to the tomb robber with a teleportation, lifted her slender black silk legs, and whipped her legs with a whip.
Even at the initial level of the tomb robber's internal strength, he couldn't dodge, and the beautiful legs that seemed to be sexy and tempted actually kicked the treasure thief rat directly like a steel whip.
Those who have seen the strength of the tomb robber rat all gasped when they saw this, and their internal strength was beaten like this in the early stage, how could they still have the heart to resist.
"I'm not looking down on the tomb robbers, I'm just looking down on you!" Hongfeng looked down at the treasure thief rat, and her high-heeled beautiful feet stepped on the treasure thief rat's body.
"Red Deacon, you are attacking us people so wantonly, are you too unserious about us." When the coffin bearer saw the treasure thief rat being beaten, they were all in a relationship with cold lips and teeth, so they naturally had to stand up and say something.
Hongfeng's beautiful eyes turned white and the coffin maker glanced at her, turned to everyone and said: "Since I, Hongfeng, am here today, don't think about going over easily, I will only stop you for a quarter of an hour, and after a quarter of an hour, people can enter and exit at will." ”
"Of course, you can not give me this face, but you can try." Hongfeng said that her eyes were bent into two crescents, revealing a charming smile, but anyone who saw it had their hairs standing on end, and they had goosebumps.
"Good! We'll wait for you for a quarter of an hour. Seeing this, the coffin bearer had no choice but to agree. He didn't want to meet the wrath of a deacon.
And a quarter of an hour won't delay anything.
As for the others, there was nothing more to say, so everyone found a place to sit down and waited.
Hongfeng glanced at everyone coldly, and was relieved to see that everyone was not stirring up trouble.
Otherwise, it would be a bit difficult for her to deal with so many people alone.
The most important thing is that she doesn't want to use her hole cards on these stragglers.
Uncle Chen saw that the big stone in his heart also let go, and came to Hongfeng and said, "Thank you, Deacon Hong." ”
"Don't thank me, hear me, you only have a quarter of an hour, go quickly." Hongfeng said lightly to Uncle Chen, and at the same time glanced at Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, looking at her eyes clearly knowing herself, could it be that she had seen me before.
"Don't look at the beauty, let's go." Jiang Fan didn't have time to think about it before he was pulled into the hole by Zhang Youcai.
As soon as I got into the cave, it may be because the air is very circulating, the cave is very dry, and there is no debris on the ground except for dry dust.
A few people walked down about twenty or thirty meters, and a bluestone gate appeared in front of them, not so much a door, but actually a rough polished boulder.
In the wall next to the boulder, there is a raised hole in the middle.
Just enough to fit a copper coin into it.
Uncle Chen took out the West King Reward and carefully put it into the hollow.
Thundered.
After a few moments, the boulder door slowly rose, revealing the dark corridor inside.
A few people looked at each other, and they didn't have time to hesitate too much, but there were dozens of people waiting outside.
As soon as he stepped into the corridor of the crypt, a gust of wind blew in front of him, and Zhang Youcai and Uncle Chen couldn't help but shiver fiercely, which made Zhang Youcai scold: "Damn, this damn wind is so cold!" ”
Uncle Chen hurriedly turned around and made a silent gesture to Lao Zhang, and said softly: "Don't talk loudly, don't provoke things that shouldn't be brought in!" ”
Zhang Youcai nodded hurriedly, quickly closed his mouth, and then recited a few spells in a god, took out a talisman and pasted it on his body.
He also took another one, licked it on his tongue and was about to stick it on Jiang Fan's body, but Jiang Fan decisively refused.
"I don't want so much saliva from you."
"Brother Jiang, you don't understand this, it's only effective if you dip it in my saliva. My mouth always recites scriptures, and my yang energy is heavy. ”
Jiang Fan snorted, I believe you are a ghost.
After so many days, I haven't listened to you read a serious scripture, but the yellow paragraph has not been broken, and I am afraid that I will be willing to provoke unclean things for fear of getting your saliva, which is the so-called smelly similarity.