We entered the space and were immediately stunned.

I saw a sarcophagus in front of me, densely packed with this cave. What is worrying is that these sarcophagi are all erected, and each sarcophagus is not like the usual "three long and two short". These sarcophagi are thick in the middle and thin at the ends, and curved like a large banana.

Seeing this scene, I turned to Wei Fanghong and said, "This is exactly the same as the coffin I saw when I was in Yumuwo!"

At the beginning, Bian Zhiheng and Qiu Daochang took people to Yumuwo and dug up Li Huyan'er's grave, and the coffin inside was like this.

Wei Fanghong said in a trembling voice: "Was this kind of coffin dug up by my master at that time?"

I replied, "Yes." At that time, Qiu Daochang seemed to want to find something inside. But that tomb, that coffin was empty, there was nothing. ”

Wei Fanghong listened to this and did not speak. He walked forward to a coffin and reached for it.

"When ......"

A crisp voice came, and a spark flashed on the sarcophagus next to Wei Fanghong.

Seeing this, Feng Bingyang shouted, "Get down!

I instinctively followed everyone to the ground, turned off the lights, and looked around. It's pitch black, and you can't see anything.

Sister Du approached me from the side, pulled my clothes and whispered, "Grab my clothes and follow me!"

I reached out and grabbed Sister Du's clothes, felt her crawl on the ground, and crawled forward. I hurriedly followed, relying on my memory, to move closer to Wei Fanghong's position.

Suddenly, a light lit up in the distance. Then a gunshot rang out behind him, and the bright light from the burst of gunpowder flashed around.

When I heard this gunshot, I was shocked!

Sister Du reacted faster, pulled me up, and threw herself forward.

At this moment, there was a lot of gunfire around, and my position just now immediately rang out. And those who didn't have time to dodge, screamed, fell into the pool next to them, and made a splash.

These enemies are so cunning, they lure us with lights to shoot first, use the light of fire to determine our location, and then concentrate their fire on us. If it weren't for Sister Du's quick reaction and pulling me behind this sarcophagus, I would have been beaten into a hornet's nest at this time.

Watching those people get hit, my heart burned with rage. However, the fire on the opposite side was too fierce, and there was no chance to show his head at all.

I don't know who is still alive, all I can hear is gunshots and screams.

Finally, the gunfire stopped, and a bright searchlight shone brightly, illuminating our side.

A voice on the other side shouted, "Feng Bingyang! are you still alive?"

"Alive!"

Hearing Feng Bingyang's answer, I was also relieved. If Feng Bingyang is not dead, our hope of getting out alive will be a little greater.

Feng Bingyang continued, "The Ten Directions Round Table is really insidious and cunning!"

The voice on the other side shouted, "Haha, seal."

The captain has been following us for three months, and I have long wanted to give you this little greeting gift. ”

Feng Bingyang said, "You are the eighth child?"

The man said, "Captain Feng has been with me for three months, won't he know who I am now, right?"

While they were talking, I gave the mushroom a sneak look, so that it could go around behind the people and attack them by surprise. But the mushroom was cocking his ass at this time, hiding his brain between me and Sister Du, trembling all over, and he couldn't pull it out.

Sister Du said with a shocked face, "It's scared?"

I also wondered, is this a dragon, so frightened by a burst of gunfire?

I held the mushroom's head, pulled it out, stared into its eyes and said, "Go and beat them, and we can get out!"

The mushroom blinked, lifted his eyelids and looked at me, then held his head high and looked around overhead.

I didn't understand what that meant, and when I saw it look up, I looked up. It was pitch black and nothing could be seen. But looking at the scared appearance of the mushroom, it is obvious that he is afraid of what is above his head.

Sister Du shone the flashlight upwards, and now she can see the top. However, after sweeping around, it was bare, like an arched pot lid, and there was nothing on it.

The mushroom glanced up again, and saw nothing, so he stopped trembling, and his eyes regained the spirit he had just now.

Our side was right at the edge of the opposite searchlight, and with the help of a sarcophagus, the mushrooms slipped out of the darkness without attracting the attention of the other side.

The eighth child still talked to Feng Bingyang. And Feng Bingyang had already noticed the movement on our side, and deliberately talked to Lao Ba about the past to delay time.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to live, just listen to us!"

Feng Bingyang said, "In this ancient tomb, it is extremely dangerous. I didn't plan to get out alive since I came in!"

"In that case, then you should stay here too!"

As soon as Lao Ba's words fell, he only heard a burst of gunshots, bullets bouncing around, hitting the sarcophagus and the ground, and sparks emerging.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, I heard the sound of mushrooms. As it roared, the gunfire on the other side stopped abruptly, but I waited for a long time, and I didn't hear anyone screaming on the other side.

Just when I was wondering, the mushroom suddenly fell from the sky and fell to the ground, and immediately squeezed his head between me and Sister Du again, refusing to come out again.

Sister Du and I looked at each other, and I was surprised, "This guy is afraid of gunshots!"

Sister Du said, "It's not to blame, it's been here all its life and hasn't seen a gun." At this time, seeing that the gun is so powerful, it is normal to be afraid. ”

Wei Fanghong shook his head and said, "It's not like that. I feel that Mushroom has been in a shootout before, and it has been hit. ”

I bowed my head

Touching the mushroom's head, it looked up at me and continued to shiver.

The eighth man shouted over there, "Feng Bingyang!

Feng Bingyang looked at me and didn't answer the eighth child's question.

After a while, seeing that no one answered, a woman's voice shouted, "Was it a dragon just now?"

Hearing the voice of a woman on the other side, Feng Bingyang said in a low voice, "This woman, Bacheng is the second eldest of the Ten Square Round Table, Wildcat." Although this woman is beautiful, her heart is like a poisonous scorpion, and she has survived the battlefield in the Middle East. ”

Hearing Feng Bingyang say this, I secretly sighed, the Middle East is a nest of war, and being able to survive in that environment can really be called a capable person.

Seeing that we still didn't answer, the wild cat changed his tone and said, "Feng Bingyang, we cooperate on an equal footing." When you get out of this big tomb, you pick three of all the treasures first, and we will divide the rest equally. Then this dragon belongs to me. How?"

I looked at Feng Bingyang. Wild cats, no matter how you listen to them, are all our losses. Although we don't know what treasures can be hidden in this tomb, we will pick three pieces and divide the others equally, and then the mushrooms will become someone else's, so I don't agree.

Feng Bingyang saw me looking at him, then at Wei Fanghong and Sister Du, shrugged and said, "I won't agree to her." ”

Feng Bingyang shouted, "This is indeed a dragon! However, you ...... the conditions."

"Everything is yours!Dragon, give it to me!The old grudges will be written off!" Before Feng Bingyang could finish speaking, the wild cat immediately shouted.

Wildcat's words, I don't know what surprised us, and even the eighth over there couldn't listen to it.

"I don't agree!"

Wildcat said in a firm tone, "I don't care about anything but dragons!"

As we spoke, the wildcat came out of its bunker and slowly walked towards us. As she walked, she threw the gun on her body to the ground, and then unloaded her body armor, magazines, daggers, pistols, etc., and threw them to the ground.

The wildcat came with his bare hands, walked around the sarcophagus, and turned to look at us.

This woman is really very beautiful, it is a very domineering cold and glamorous atmosphere, standing there, giving people a feeling of depression.

A hint of surprise flashed in the wildcat's eyes when she saw me, but she immediately turned her gaze to the mushroom beside me.

At this time, the mushroom had also regained its composure, lying on its stomach in a daze, and when it saw the wild cat, it also trembled, stood up, looked at the wild cat, and looked at me.

Mushrooms know wildcats?

Wildcat said, "Can I get a closer look at it?"

The wildcat's voice trembled visibly, it was a manifestation of inner excitement, and she really couldn't hide the ecstasy in her heart.

"No!" Wei Fanghong directly rejected her request, "You just stand over there, get closer, I'll shoot!"

Wei Fanghong raised the muzzle of the gun in his hand and pointed it at the wild cat.

The wildcat looked at the muzzle of the gun, but did not show fear, she still stared at the mushroom, her eyes did not blink, as if she wanted to eat the mushroom with her eyes.

The wild cat looked at the mushroom, but asked me, "You are Ruan Nanxing?"

I heard Feng Bingyang say earlier that the people who followed me and attacked us on the train were the people of the Ten Directions Round Table. So, I wasn't too surprised that the wild cats were able to call my name. It's just a guess, she may not know that the name Ruan Nanxing has become a thing of the past, and I am now called Ruan Nianchu, not Ruan Nanxing.

"Why do you want mushrooms?" I asked.

"Mushrooms?" the wildcat looked surprised when he heard me call the dragon a mushroom. However, she then said, "This is a dragon, a real dragon from ancient times!

I don't care if it's an ancient dragon or not, I call it a mushroom, and it's called a mushroom. Besides, she's called a wild cat, and she's not a cat.

The wildcat didn't pay attention to my expression, she held out her index finger at the mushroom, and then came out of her mouth with a pleasant chirp, a high-pitched and gentle voice that was better than the call of a lark. She blew a few times and then stopped to look at the mushroom's expression. Seeing the mushroom staring at her, he continued to blow.

As the pleasant chirping of the wild cat continued to come, and the tone of voice continued to change, the mushroom, which was still lying on the ground, actually stood up and walked forward slowly.

Taken aback, I hurriedly wrapped my arms around the mushroom's neck and held it down. The mushroom came to his senses at this time, looked at me, and barked at the wildcat. But there was no ferocity in his tone, just as if he had responded to the voice of a wild cat, and then leaned over me, looked at the wild cat, and did not move forward.

Seeing this, the wildcat stopped blowing. She turned her head to look at me, looked me up and down for a long time, and hesitated, "Are you, the descendant of the female snail?"

(End of chapter)

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