Click!

Click!!

The sound of gears turning echoed very clearly in the silent underground mausoleum.

This moment.

In Qiu Daoyu's field of vision, time and space seem to come to a standstill.

Only the slowly rising dragon gate was explaining to him what true power was.

"Ah!!h

Another roar.

Jiang Ping put his hands down, held the Broken Dragon Gate, and then violently exerted force, taking advantage of the Broken Dragon Gate to instantly lift it above his head.

"Lao Qiu!"

"In!"

Qiu Daoyu immediately understood.

He glanced left and right and found a stone statue standing at the gate of the Broken Dragon Gate, a strange beast recorded in ancient books, resembling a lion, about one meter five or six high.

He stirred up his true qi and pushed it out with one palm.

The stone statue weighing almost a thousand catties flew sideways and arrived at Jiang Ping's side.

Jiang Ping hooked his feet, and stood the stone statue in the center of the Broken Dragon Gate, and then unloaded his hands and slowly let the Broken Dragon Gate fall.

In this way, I saw that the Broken Dragon Gate was pressed against the stone statue, and cracks immediately appeared on the lion's head, but it was still blocked after all.

"Hoo ......"

Jiang Ping breathed a sigh of relief, his qi and blood also leaked at the same time, and his bulging body returned to normal.

But his clothes were soaked with sweat that suddenly poured out, and even the strands of his hair stuck to his face and neck very unrelentingly.

While Jiang Ping was drying his clothes, tidying up his hairstyle, and restoring his image, he casually commanded:

"Lao Qiu, go in and take out that mouse, and force my son to burst his clothes, it's an unforgivable crime!"

"Yes. ”

Qiu Daoyu was very alert and did not ask about his son-in-law's image just now.

He turned and rushed into the mausoleum.

......

The name of the diamond rat is Wang Wu, and he is a mustache that is not good-looking, and the two mustaches at the corners of his mouth give him an obscene temperament.

It's like an old hooligan wandering the street, with a pair of eyes restlessly looking at the chest and ass of the big girl and the little daughter-in-law at any time, and secretly judging the head.

This temperament also gives him the best camouflage color.

Because no one would have thought that he was just a well-known Drill Rat in the rivers and lakes, nor would they have thought that this obscene mustache was actually a martial artist of a peak grandmaster.

The Diamond Rat does not love color, does not love fame, and only likes shiny treasures.

He is not simply a lover of money, but he likes the feeling of picking up money, coupled with his own martial arts heritage, which makes him an excellent tomb robber.

Everyone lay obediently, treasures piled up around them, covered in dirt and dust.

No matter what he does or how much he takes, no one will suddenly stand up and say something to him.

The drill rat is like a rat in the field, storing food for itself all the time.

Of course, what he saved was a treasure.

It's just that voles store food to survive, and he simply likes it, a habit of collecting.

It wasn't until he was chased and killed by the great grandmaster Qianli and escaped by fake death that he suddenly woke up.

Hobbies are hobbies, small lives are the most important, and you have to rely on your fists and strength to mix in the rivers and lakes.

He also has to break through the Grand Master!

It's just that it is so difficult to break through the Great Grandmaster, and in order to escape from the Great Grandmaster who is chasing him, he has already been secretly injured, which is even more difficult.

But the heavens paid off, and a treasure map he inadvertently obtained gave him a new direction.

That's a magic weapon!

The Drill Rat was hot in his heart, studied for a long time, first found the key recorded in the treasure map, and then took his team to start the road of searching for the tomb.

The small kiosk that book friends used to use before has been hung, and now they are basically using the source change artifact.

Of course, in his mouth, buried under this mausoleum is a prince of the previous dynasty, and most of the treasures given by the palace are priceless.

With such a glorious prospect, how dare you not use your strength.

Finally they found it a while ago.

In that rumor, the golden light that burst out was the signal sent by them to open the mausoleum for the first time.

Break through the entrance mechanism all the way to the door.

Naturally, the Drill Rat will not take out the key, but think about how to send away these people around him.

After all, what exactly is in the mausoleum, no one knows better than him.

But the treasure is now, who is willing to give it up?

At this time, the cold sky wolf appeared in the backing mountain sect, and the Drill Sky Rat immediately came up with a plan and took out a secret Ecstasy Pill he had hidden.

This pill is produced in the Demon Gate, and it is said to be a derivative of the Seven Emotions Pill that caused chaos in the martial arts back then, and it can control people's hearts for a short time.

Along with the Seven Emotions Snatching Pill, they disappeared into the history of martial arts.

He also obtained it during tomb robbing, and later consulted ancient books and discovered this wonderful use.

So he secretly drugged Leng Tianwolf, and deliberately let Leng Tianwolf inadvertently find out that something was wrong with the beard.

Everything fell into place.

Although there were some accidents along the way, everything was under control.

But the Drill Rat still didn't expect that someone would open the Broken Dragon Gate in such a short time without a key.

The tall figure was cast in through the light outside, like a mountain that could not be climbed.

The Drill Rat knew he had no way out.

He made a quick decision, interrupted the divine soldiers who forcibly recognized the master, put away the golden light group, packed it in a cloth bag, and tied it around his waist.

He stood up.

He rushed forward.

He raised his hands towards the figure and said loudly:

"I surrender!"

If you can't fight, surrender, in order to live, there is no shame!

......

Jiang Ping sat on the head of another stone statue at the door, touching the rotten strips of cloth all over his body, and fell into sorrow.

He thought about what kind of reason he would use to get people outside to believe that he was doing something inside, instead of secretly doing some activities with Lao Qiu behind their backs that could not be made public to the outside world.

But the clothes burst open.

What can I do?

Jiang Ping sighed melancholy.

Then he saw Lao Qiu, who had just entered for a while, walking out.

"People ran away?"

Jiang Ping was a little stunned.

He did not hesitate to destroy his image, if the person escaped, he would dig three feet into the ground and dig out the rat after he went out.