The heart-rending screams of the big boss immediately sounded in the tomb, Wu Zhiyuan couldn't see what was happening below, but he could imagine that the situation of the big boss must be very critical and embarrassing-

In fact, the screams of the big boss were not caused by the pain of falling to the ground, but because after falling to the ground, his right 'leg' was crushed under the lamp slave. The lamp slave was carved from a whole boulder, very heavy, and after hitting the right 'leg' of the big master, he immediately smashed his right 'leg' and 'leg' bone, and his right 'leg' was really useless.

The screams of the big boss were sometimes mixed with Ao, constantly echoing in the tomb, listening to his miserable screams, Wu Zhiyuan actually felt compassion, and even had the urge to go down and pull him, completely forgetting how he treated himself at the beginning.

"This kind of person deserves to die!" The man behind him whispered in Wu Zhiyuan's ear.

From the beginning to the present, the voice of his words is the loudest, and it is also the sentence that Wu Zhiyuan heard most clearly, after listening to his words, Wu Zhiyuan basically concluded two points, this person is a man, and he is not too old, but his identity is still unknown.

The screams of the big boss in the tomb were incessant, and suddenly, his screams increased a few points and became more violent, as if he had been hurt in addition. Wu Zhiyuan thought about it carefully and realized that it must have been the three white-faced corpse monsters who surrounded him and bit him. He was already enduring the pain of being smashed on his big legs, and at this time he was bitten by the white-faced corpse monster, so he screamed even more fiercely.

Wu Zhiyuan was carried by the man with a belt, suspended on the top of the tomb, at this time listening to the screams of the big boss, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, he moved his body slightly, and heard the person behind him shouting again: "Don't 'mess' move, I can't catch you anymore, and if you 'mess' move again, the two of us will fall together!" ”

Wu Zhiyuan took a long breath and hurriedly stopped moving, but after a long breath, he suddenly smelled a strange smell in the air, and when he smelled it carefully, he couldn't help but be stunned, so he asked, "The smell of fire oil?" Do you smell the oil? ”

This question was naturally asked to the mysterious man behind him, but the mysterious man didn't answer Wu Zhiyuan as if he hadn't heard it at all.

There is no need for the mysterious person to answer, Wu Zhiyuan knows why there is a smell of fire oil when he thinks about it, there is an extremely deep groove in the lamp above the head of the lamp slave, and there is a large amount of fire oil in it, and now the lamp slave is pushed down by the white-faced corpse monster, and the fire oil in it naturally flows to the ground, and the tomb is impermeable, so the smell of fire oil is so pungent.

The howl of the big boss has not stopped, he screamed and scolded from time to time, gradually, his howl began to become smaller and smaller, Wu Zhiyuan thought that he had reached the moment of death, but unexpectedly, his nasal cavity suddenly let out a few moaning 'groan'-like hums, and then, Wu Zhiyuan saw that there was a fire in the tomb suddenly lit up.

Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly looked, only to see that the big boss was still holding the fire fold that had not had time to blow in his hand, and he was blowing hard at this time with severe pain. Every time he blew, the sparks on the head of the fire fold suddenly lit up, and at this bright moment, Wu Zhiyuan saw that the three white-faced corpse monsters were all lying on the body of the big boss, tearing the skin and 'flesh' on his body, his belly and 'chest' were all torn open, and the intestines and ribs inside were 'exposed', and the scene was very bloody.

At this time, the big boss seemed to have completely forgotten the pain on his body, and he was still blowing the fire fold in his hand like a demon, ignoring the three white-faced corpse monsters who were tearing and eating him. He may not have had a few breaths left, and when he was still breathing, it took a lot of effort, but the fire fold was still a little bit of spark, and it did not burn.

Wu Zhiyuan looked at this scene, and vaguely guessed the intention of the big boss, and at this moment, he began to have some sympathy and pity for this unbeatable master who had led Baolin Hall to run rampant in Jiaodong.

The big boss took a long breath and used a long force to blow the fire fold in his hand, and finally, the fire fold ignited at once.

In the firelight that made a "hissing" sound, the big boss stared at the fire fold in his hand, and his face 'revealed' a strange smile of satisfaction, he laughed faintly, and scolded loudly: "Raised by a bitch, Lao Tzu wants you to be buried together!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he resolutely threw the fire fold aside, and the fire fold fell on the fire oil on the ground. Suddenly, a "whirring" sound was heard, and the crooked lamp slave, the big boss, and the three white-faced corpse monsters were all drowned in the raging fire.

In the firelight, the "clucking" of the white-faced corpse can be heard, and the crazy laughter of the big boss can be heard, but other than that, there is no other sound.

The fire reddened the chamber and instantly raised the temperature inside the chamber. Wu Zhiyuan and the mysterious man hid above the tomb, and they could still feel the burning sensation brought by the hot 'wave' caused by the firelight, and the mysterious man behind him still clung to Wu Zhiyuan's 'trousers' belt and refused to let go. It is not easy to stabilize the body in mid-air, and it is necessary to carry another person all the time, which is absolutely beyond the ability of a human being, in addition to having considerable ability, but also considerable stamina. Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help but feel 'excited' by the mysterious people behind him.

The voices of the big boss and the white-faced corpse all faded away, and by the end there was no sound at all, and there was a subtle "crackling" sound of burning all around. At the same time, an extremely unpleasant scorching stench from burning corpses filled the entire burial chamber.

The fire gradually subsided, except for the wisps of green smoke that still rose from the corpses that had been burned to the ground. Wu Zhiyuan suddenly felt the strength of his waist loosen in his back, and before he could react to what was going on, his body fell straight to the ground, so that he covered his 'chest' and coughed continuously, lying on the ground and turning over, wanting to open his mouth to scold the mysterious man, but saw a figure falling vertically from above, moving quickly, as light as a flying swallow, and his feet landed without making a sound.

Wu Zhiyuan was annoyed in his heart, and before he could see this person's appearance clearly, he scolded: "You are really not authentic, why did you throw me off the top without greeting me?" ”

The man straightened the hat on his head, smiled instead of anger, pointed to the tip of his nose and said, "I'm not authentic? I saved you three times and twice, holding your 'trousers' belt, my hands were tired, and you didn't say a word of thanks, and you blamed me in turn? Speaking of this, he paused slightly, and said with a playful smile, "Stranger, you are not a quality unique to a farmer!" ”

This sentence made Wu Zhiyuan stunned for a moment, how could this be so familiar? He thought about it for a while, and suddenly remembered, and couldn't help but suddenly say, "It turned out to be you!" ”

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