The ten of us finally met underground, and no one but me was wearing that heavy, disgusting, bodily fluid-covered suit. I quickly took it off www.biquge.info and the pleasure of relief filled every cell of mine. Unlike my comfortable face, Zhou Lu's handsome face was full of scratches, and his originally feminine appearance was embellished with scars, but he looked more resolute and handsome.

Jeddah's situation was better, at least on the surface, and it seemed that Zhou Lu hadn't bitten him when he was in a frenzy. And Wang Twelfth is still his boss and the third child, I can't see if he has taken advantage of it. Da Lao Li's face was very bad, and the fighting method with the humanoid smoke just now seemed to have caused him great loss. The chairman is still smiling like that, looking harmless to humans and animals. The red-haired Ah Le was always standing with the two foreign lamas, and their presence was so low that I didn't even want to look at them more.

After the ten people converged, there was not the slightest joy of reunion in the team, and no one showed a trace of personal emotion. It seems that the escape from death just now is really not so easy to let people go. Moreover, there is a new question in front of us, our next stop should be the space above our heads, who will go first?

I observed the demeanor of the people, and these people were all pretending to be confused.

"I'll go first!"

With that, Saren picked up the rope on the ground and prepared to throw the tiger's claws upward. But at this moment, Zhou Lu stood up, and he grabbed Saren's wrist.

"I'll do it anyway."

Saren and Zhou Lu looked at each other.

"What about the two of you filming idol dramas here? Get up, explore the way, when it is my king's twelve! ”

With that, Wang Twelve snatched the rope from Saren's hand and threw the flying tiger's claws on it. Now I think that Wang Twelve may not be trying to win any benefits, he may just want to be in the limelight, right? Soon, I denied this stupid point of view, because if the person who did this business really only wanted to be the first in everything, he would not have survived at all.

Wang XII tugged down on the rope with his hand, and climbed upward. Wang Twelve's arm strength is extremely strong, without any climbing point, he completely relies on the strength of his arm to drive his body upward, this height of seven or eight meters, for him, is simply a piece of cake. As he struggled to climb, I suddenly noticed that Wang XII had an extra scimitar at his waist! This is the scimitar held by the leader of the soldiers in the array! I almost lost control of my emotions and shouted! Luckily, no one noticed my strangeness, and I immediately forced myself to calm down.

It seems that Wang Twelve took such a big risk, and it was really worth the trip. He's a walking arsenal, and he just gave me a dagger and a short sword hidden in his body. In such a short period of time, he got another divine blade that could slay demons and eliminate demons, no wonder he wanted to be the first to go up!

Wang Twelve quickly climbed to the upper floor, and after a few seconds, he poked his head out of the hole and declared it safe. The rest of us also helped each other to arrive smoothly. All the places underground have one thing in common, and that is darkness. Ten flashlights together can't illuminate the endless darkness, but it's still better than nothing.

"Uncle Dong, we have arrived, and it is up to you to lead the way."

Zhou Lu said to the chairman.

It seems that the people who can come here have unique capital, and those who have not yet shown their talents will be sharp sooner or later.

"Good, good. This is what I should do. ”

The chairman's appearance is too inconsistent with everything here, and I always feel that he should be an old man walking birds in the park.

I looked around, and there was nothing unusual except for the dark red color of the ground, and the flashlight could not be seen in any direction. But I always felt something different about this place, and I tried to feel where this difference came from, and it turned out that this place made me feel hollow! The tactical flashlight in my hand has a range of five or six hundred meters, but when I shine upwards, it seems to shine into the sky! How tall is this place? I'm in the ground now, and the grassland above us is an endless plain, so we can't be in the belly of a hollow mountain.

This means that we are now at least five or six hundred meters underground, but I have not felt a significant downward process along the way, and even if we count the length of the body, we cannot be in this position! Even if there is a tomb here, we are not in a tomb now. I'm sure I'm not the only one who is aware of the problem, but the people who think about it don't seem to care, or they're avoiding it.

At this time, the chairman was listening to something intently, and after a few breaths, he seemed to hear something, and then he determined the direction and led us to pull. After walking for a while, I also heard some subtle movements, which seemed to be the sound of running water. It didn't take long for us to come to a river five or six meters wide, the water was clear, not deep or urgent.

Fifty or sixty meters on the other side of the river, stands a yurt. A huge yurt surrounded by a group of Mongolians that are much smaller than others. Everyone stopped and stood by the river.

"We have to go through here, but the water seems clear and calm, and we are afraid that there is something we can't see."

The chairman groaned.

The crowd fell silent.

"I'm going to test the water quality."

Saren pulled out what resembled an electric pen, and she inserted the pen that tested the water quality into the water.

"The heavy metal content is a bit high, but we should have no problem if we wade through."

Saren's words were like a reassuring pill, and everyone's hanging hearts were relaxed. We lined up in a row, one by one, wading across the knee-deep river. As soon as everyone arrived on the other side, we walked in the direction of the yurts.

We stopped at a distance of only three to five meters from the yurt group, and the small yurt in front of us was also more than three meters high, similar in size to the camping tent for disaster relief, and could accommodate at least seven or eight people. Eight small yurts guard the giant yurt in the center, and the giant yurt is more like a villa, and the people who can live there must have a prominent status. But who would set up camp here? Could it be that it was the mausoleum keepers who used to live here?

In fact, all this is not the point, we have gone to great lengths to get to this place in front of us, not to mention that no one has set foot in hundreds of years, but this group of yurts is very bright, the paint used for decoration has faded, and it is living water dozens of meters away, which is too unreasonable.