The night march was again in the primeval forest, and the speed of Shirley Yang and the others was not fast.

After all, the location of the ancient tomb is the direction pointed by the old branch secretary today. For these outsiders, it is very good not to get lost when they enter the Niuxin Mountain Range for the first time, not to mention finding the ancient tomb as soon as possible.

However, if the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group doesn't even have the ability to do this? The governments of the coal countries will not find them either.

After marching for 20 miles, about an hour later, the mercenaries led by Shirley Yang came to the entrance of the ancient tomb of Empress Dowager Xiao. Suddenly, in the surrounding dense forest, on the big trees, on the rocks, and in the corners, more than a dozen people in long shirts and short coats ran out.

It seems to be squatting, it's strange, why didn't they meet Yang Ming just now?

"Defense!"

Shirley Yang shouted, and more than fifty mercenaries spread out in a circular defense, protecting Shirley Yang and A Ning in the middle.

Seeing that the situation is not right, in the distance, Wu Sanxing and Panzi are also hiding.

on the scene

More than a dozen people in the rivers and lakes were very indifferent, and even in the face of so many guns, they were not afraid at all.

The leader is a bald head, he turned two big iron galls in his hands, and said with a smile: "Yo, the ancient tomb of the Empress Dowager Xiao of Daliao is famous far and wide, and even foreigners have come?" What's the matter, put down the equipment on your bodies, and then get out, Lao Tzu will let you live! ”。

"Who are you?!"

Shirley Yang looked at him coldly

"Me?"

The bald man pointed to himself, looked around, and suddenly, more than a dozen people laughed.

"Even we don't know Hu Ye, and we dare to run out and mix!" The little brother next to the bald head said at the right time. The swaggering energy is even more filial than praising his own father, but the bald head is obviously very useful.

“.......”

Shirley Yang's expression was dull, and he spat out one word: "Kill!" ”。

Da Da!!

Dense gunfire rang out, and more than fifty guns fired in unison. However, at the moment when the gun fired, the bald head shouted out in a voice like a ghost, and the voice was like a ghost hell wind! The incoming bullet actually stopped under the terrifying sonic power, and then fell in a swoop.

At the same time, Shirley Yang and A-Ning covered their ears with painful expressions.

The mercenaries, however, were unharmed. Shirley Yang Qi's eyes were bloodshot, and he said, "Kill, kill them all!" ”。

"Yes!"

More than fifty mercenaries shouted in unison.

They lowered their guns, drew their daggers and rushed forward with incredible speed. The bald head took the lead, and the two iron galls in his hands flew out and smashed into the heads of the two mercenaries.

"Bang~"

The two mercenaries, almost at the same time, grabbed the iron gall and crushed it hard!

This frightened the bald head, this hand is unique, he has been practicing for more than 20 years, relying on the iron courage to fly out with internal force, he can penetrate the steel plate! In his stunned moment, the iron fist of a mercenary had shattered his head, and red and white sprayed.

After the grass

Wu Sanxing and Pan Zi watched a massacre before their eyes.

More than a dozen people in the rivers and lakes, in terms of skills, are also second-rate masters on the road. On the battlefield, some people fly with eagle claws, some people use iron arms and fists, some people are like frightened rabbits, and some people are like wild bulls.

There are all kinds of martial arts, there are everything, but they all have one thing in common.

That is to be beaten by the crowd, more than fifty mercenaries, their bodies are as hard as steel, and they don't care about the killing. With the dagger in his hand, no matter how powerful the Jianghu people are, they are powerless to parry when they encounter these monsters of humanoid tanks. More than a dozen people didn't even have a chance to run, and all of them were cut.

After being slashed, the mercenaries still did not let go, and took the dagger to divide the corpses, and killed them like slaughterhouses.

Off-site

Shirley Yang and A Ning looked at it coldly, as if they were used to this.

These mercenaries, however, are the trump cards of the company, combining the world's top technology and genetic warriors transformed from living people. However, these mercenaries, although they have human minds, are puppets who will only obey orders.

"Let's go!"

Shirley Yang said coldly

Then, walking towards the gate of the ancient tomb, Aning and the mercenaries silently followed.

When they entered, in the grass, Wu Sanxing and Pan Zi dared to come out. Just kidding, it's a human life! The slaughterhouse-like scene, they almost threw up, and after thinking about it again, he and Panzi still felt like they were waiting outside.

It's safe to go in two hours, these crazy people really can't be provoked.

In the tombs

Boom, boom, boom, one after another explosions exploded on the hundred-meter-long cemetery.

With the sound of the explosion, countless steel crossbow arrows flew out from the walls on both sides. In the smoke of gunpowder, Shirley Yang and A Ning took the mercenaries and strode in the tomb, without looking at the dead bodies on the ground, and went straight to the sleeping place of the Empress Dowager Xiao.

At the end of the passage, Shirley Yang beckoned, and the mercenary will carry a rope gun, fire it, and nail it firmly to the grotto two hundred meters away.

"Keep up!"

Shirley Yang was calm, grabbed the zipline, and swung over the 200-meter steel needle.

Soon, A-Ning and more than fifty mercenaries all swept over and landed safely. Shirley Yang saw that everyone had arrived, ordered to be on guard, and suddenly, all of them, including her, took out their guns, loaded their bullets, and walked towards the palace gate in a uniform manner.

Well-equipped, forbidden!

Shirley Yang looked at the map and walked around, not caring about the stone palace building, as if it was normal.

Strangely, there were many pavilions and pavilions on their way, but they did not see a single dormitory building. Don't mention that you haven't encountered any stone statues, moving stone figurines, and no palace women.

The other side

In the dormitory, Yang Ming touched his chin and pretended to look at the chessboard.

"System, how?"

"Host, you can buy a teleportation scroll, and in an instant, you can teleport the host to a hundred miles away, the specific location is unknown. It is not recommended that the host solve the chess game, this person's name is Liu Yuechan, she is the daughter of Liu Feng, a famous qi refiner in the pre-Qin period, died of heart failure, and turned into a ghost after death, and cultivated into a ghost immortal. ”

"A thousand years ago, she gambled with the Nine Heavens Xuannu and was trapped here, using the chess game as a formation. If the host solves the chess game, she will escape the big array, and the host will be unpredictable."

"Uh...."

Yang Ming looked up, and Liu Yuechan glared at him, full of threats.

Hehe

Yang Ming laughed dryly twice and said, "Miss Yuechan, I don't know what your surname is?" ”。

"Huh?" Liu Yuechan's face was not good, thinking that this bastard wanted to tease herself again, seeing him sneering and smiling, she was obviously a little timid, and couldn't help but say disdainfully: "The surname is Liu!" ”。

“......”

It's really surnamed Liu!

Yang Ming cried with a sad face, he was also lucky, how did he meet this great god? He was not an idiot, and he knew that this figure was not something he could contend with, so he had a retreat in his heart. Liu Yuechan immediately noticed it and said with a smile: "Did you run out?" ”。

"I can solve the game"

Yang Ming's faint words were very forced, but Liu Yuechan was stunned, what did he just say?