In the dark tomb, behind a warrior sculpture that resembles a terracotta army, Leng Ran Bing was hidden in the darkness, his eyes were vigilant, and he didn't dare to move.

She couldn't imagine that this pitch-black tomb was at least a hundred meters away from the bronze coffin in the center of the main hall, but she just touched the warrior statue lightly, and the dark-skinned, glittering ghost king sensed her presence.

She turned her head to look at Li Xiaodong beside her, leaned over, and said in the most subtle voice in his ear: "What should I do now? That ghost king is not an ordinary person, he is suspicious. ”

Li Xiaodong's eyes have been looking at his mother.

At this moment, peeking at his mother who he hadn't seen for many years in the dark, his mood was a little complicated.

He endured the emotions stirring in his chest, lowered his voice, and replied in Leng Ranbing's ear: "Be prepared, it's not easy for people to be worried, this is a tough battle." ”

As he whispered softly, Leng Ranbing gradually frowned, and one of her hands slowly touched the pistol at her waist.

In the center of the main hall, seeing that there was no echo from the dark tomb in the distance, the ghost king's eyes became even colder.

The scientist in the white coat leaned up and said, "Did you hear me wrong? It may not be a human, maybe it is a mouse." ”

The two alloy men watched carefully for a while, and one of them turned his head and said: "Ghost King, I dare to use my life to guarantee that there are no traces within a radius of several kilometers, and those few tomb robbers who are engaged in blasting operations have been eliminated by us." ”

"Yes, we were very careful when we came back, deliberately going around the canyon and then turning back here, I'm sure no one knows where we are." ”

The ghost king was unmoved, looked at the darkness, and asked loudly, "Since you are here, why don't you come out and see it?"

The tomb was pitch black, and there was still no response.

The two alloy men looked at each other, and then their bodies were wrong, and the two of them moved extremely quickly, rushing towards the tomb from the left and right sides.

However, at this moment, a flame rose up, and the tomb was as bright as day.

Li Xiaodong held a flame in his hand and led Leng Ranbing to appear in the center of the tomb.

"Who are you!?" the two alloy men paused, maintaining a siege on the left and right.

Li Xiaodong led Leng Ranbing slowly to the center of the hall and said, "I, Li Xiaodong, specially came to find my long-lost mother, Yang Lan. ”

Hearing this, Yang Lan trembled, and her eyes were full of surprise and excitement when she looked at him.

She couldn't believe that the dignified three-foot man in front of her was the naughty, smart and lively little boy in her memory, her ten-year-old son: Li Xiaodong.

But she couldn't help believing that her adult son was right in front of her, because although his appearance had changed too much, the feeling of "son" was so familiar, an innate sense of intimacy, which was infiltrating her heart.

"You, are you Xiaodong?" Yang Lan shouted hoarsely, and the words fell, and tears had fallen.

Li Xiaodong forcibly endured the sourness in his heart, and said with a smile: "Mom, how have you been doing all these years? I have been looking for you, and I have been looking for you for a long time. ”

"Little East ......"

Hearing the seemingly familiar voice again, Yang Lan couldn't control it anymore, and ran up while crying, wanting to hug her son.

However, at this time, the ghost king suddenly stretched out his arm horizontally and blocked Yang Lan.

"Assistant Yang, control your emotions, you are now my assistant, not anyone's mother, the rules of the base, you should understand. ”

Hearing the ghost king's lukewarm tone, Yang Lan stopped, looked at her son anxiously, and her body began to tremble slightly.

"Don't be afraid, if he is really your son, for the sake of your diligence for so many years, I can consider sparing him from death. The ghost king's eyes showed a hint of playfulness.

Yang Lan suddenly panicked, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Ghost King, please, don't hurt my son, he doesn't know anything, he won't say anything, please let him go!"

"You get up first. The Ghost King said arrogantly.

Li Xiaodong saw it in his eyes, his heart was like a knife, and his eyes were like ice.

Coldly took out a pistol, next to Li Xiaodong's side, looked at the two alloy people on the left and right, and said, "Xiaodong, control your emotions and stay calm." ”

The two alloy men saw her pull out their pistols and slowly raised their fists, waiting for the ghost king to give an order, and they would rush up to fight.

The ghost king put his hands behind his back, paced forward, he looked at it a few times, and asked, "Li Xiaodong, I know you." The last time you saw your father Li Kaicheng, did he tell you not to do things that are beyond your means?"

Li Xiaodong sneered: "Dare to ask what is the meaning of self-indulgence?"

The Ghost King looked at him in disdain and said, "You are looking for your parents and want to take them home, this is called self-defeating. After a pause, he raised his head and said: "Your parents' task is completed, and the base will naturally let them go home, but you must forcibly interfere, you can only bring about your own destruction." ”

He looked at Li Xiaodong, his eyes became cold, "If you are a smart person, do what I say, kill the woman next to you, cut off the second vein, and remember that you are the son of Yang Lan and Li Kaicheng, I can spare you from death." ”

Among the eight veins of the human body, if anyone breaks the second vein, they will be in a trance, unable to speak, not much stronger than a madman, so naturally there is no need to worry about revealing secrets.

When the Ghost King said this, Yang Lan's heart was even more anxious.

She knows the Ghost King.

This is a ruthless and resolute ancient martial arts master, he is as hard as iron, fast as a ghost, and his skills have been cultivated to the point of supernatural perfection, even if his son has practiced a little witchcraft Taoism from the manuscript, but in front of the ancient martial arts master like the ghost king, there is no chance to show it at all.

Since he said that he wanted to cut off his son's second pulse, he would definitely do so, in order to protect his son from harm, Yang Lan swallowed the pill in his hand quietly.

This pill from the Ghost King will force her full potential, but when her power is exhausted, she will run out of oil.

In order to protect her son, she has no fear, and she wants to join forces with her son to fight against the ghost king.

Hearing the ghost king say that he wanted him to cut off the second vein by himself, Li Xiaodong said coldly: "Why don't I also make a suggestion, if you break the second vein by yourself, I can also spare you from dying." ”

The ghost king looked up to the sky and smiled, turned his head to look at Yang Lan, and said, "Assistant Yang, you also saw it, it's not that I have to kill your son, but that he is looking for death himself." ”

"It's better to don't have this son, and when you return to the base, maybe you and your husband can have another one. ”

He took a step back, put his hands behind his back, and said, "Tie Shan, Tie Chuan, kill!"

(End of chapter)