Wen Feng, who was holding Wang Xiaobaa, didn't know the wretched thoughts in his heart, nor how bold the outside world is now (boys must protect themselves outside).
Still softly coaxing her with a hoarse and magnetic voice that would make her ears pregnant: "Mian Deng, you tell me to blow the wind..."
What is a hoarse sexy attack
What is masculinity
Wang Xiaobaa didn't know, he only knew that half of his shoulders were numb.
Wang Xiaoba's face flushed red: "Wind, the wind is gone..." I'm so blushing! I think I, Wang Xiaobaa, have been rotten for six years, and I have never seen such a big storm.
How could I kneel and lick other people's looks so easily? Oh, I - this zongzi is so beautiful!
"Well, then you can also call me Wang Xiaobaa." Calling Mian Deng always felt like he was a stand-in.
Wen Feng tilted his head, the peach blossoms on his back were burning, the black hair and red crown had a blood-colored pattern between his eyebrows, and his long and narrow eyes had a lot of black pupils.
The big boss said: "Little baa."
"… "
This name, the big guy reads it like a joke!
Wang Xiaobaa sighed: "...Forget it, let's call it Sleeping Lamp."
The boss was just about to say something, when an ethereal voice suddenly sounded around, like a woman's low voice, and it sounded extremely terrifying in the deep underground palace.
Wang Xiaoba was shocked, and subconsciously grasped the big guy next to him. Later, he thought that the person next to him was not a living person, and even he himself became a zongzi. What else to be afraid of
So he put down his hand, still a little hairy while looking around and asking, "What is this movement?"
Could it be that there are other 'people' living in this underground palace
Wen Fengjing shook his head, he supported Wang Xiaobaa to stand up easily, one hand blocked his waist, the other hand flicked his long sleeves, his face was gloomy.
He said: "It was the tomb robber who triggered the underground palace's organs."
"Grave robbers?" Subconsciously, a bunch of TV dramas and novels that he had watched before appeared in Wang Xiaobaa's mind.
There was a time when he was quite obsessed with this type of novel.
"Yes, in order to build the underground palace and resurrect you, I have traveled all over the world to search for exotic treasures. There are countless legendary treasures and gold and silver objects in this underground palace. I originally wanted me and you to be buried together. These are the dowry gifts for me and you..."
After Wen Fengjin finished speaking, he turned his head and raised his hand to rub his face gently: "But now that you've woken up, I don't feel bad about this..." After speaking, his expression was still so gentle, but his eyes were full of twisted murderous expressions. "But you just woke up today, they are so ignorant..."
"Ming Lan, don't be afraid, I'll clean them up right now, okay?"
The big man smiled softly, his tone was affectionate and gentle.
Wang Xiaoba almost didn't hold back and turned into a shaking mode!
What the hell! Mom has perverts here!
Wen Feng in front of him looked like a dark and terrifying evil ghost in a horror movie. His aura was so gloomy and intimidating that most people would go numb when they saw it. trembling like that.
"Can you wait for me here first?" Wen Fengjin pointed at the coffin, "I'll come back to accompany you as soon as I get rid of them all."
"Are you going to sleep in a coffin again?" Wang Xiaobaa frowned, he really had hair on the back of this thing.
"Well..." Wen Fengjin frowned, "You could have gone with me, but now you seem to have forgotten the martial arts you learned before, and your body is not like mine, you are essentially a corpse, it is best Leave the tree under the tree to absorb the power of the tree, if you leave the tree for too long, the body may rot."
rot
Wang Xiaobaa looked at her bluish-white palm, then touched her face, and finally silently turned over and climbed into the coffin, waving her hand to Wen Feng.
Goodbye boss, boss will not send.
"Huh~"
Wen Fengjin laughed in a low voice, and after watching his stupid appearance for a while, he stepped on the towering stone pillar platform and the big iron lock connected to the palace on the cliff in the distance. left here.
And after Wang Xiaobaa lay in the coffin, she looked up at the peach blossoms in the tree, and she even had a sense of 'Ah, the weather is so nice today'.
He was thinking about the things in his past life, what Wen Fengjin said to him, and the days to come, and he closed his eyes unconsciously while thinking about it.
The big red coffin with the exquisite engraving of the ascension figure is placed under the peach blossom tree with six or seven people clasped together. The people in the coffin have black hair like a waterfall. on a soft cloth.
The gem phoenix crown coiled with gold threads is firmly worn on the top of the head. The handsome and beautiful man has snow-colored skin. As the peach blossoms fall, the peaceful sleeping face becomes more and more lifelike like a living person.
The red and black wedding dress was slightly messy.
Peach blossoms fall in the coffin, even in the mysterious underground palace tomb, I can't wait to kiss and wake up the waiting bride...
On the other side, a few disgraced men with flashlights and large bags on their backs sat on the ground fully armed to rest. Some were still carrying guns. All of them were men with fierce looks on their faces. provoke.
The middle-aged man who took the lead took out the map and the speech next to him.
"Uncle, where have we been? Why can't we see the big guy?" the man next to him asked him in a low voice.
The middle-aged man who was asked frowned: "Now we are in this position." He pointed to a certain point on the map and said, "This underground palace occupies the area of three mountains, and the identity of the owner of the tomb is still a mystery. We just got here, and we are still 108,000 away from the real tomb! The place we are now is just a small courtyard in front of people’s homes!”
"Ah?! But we've all lost seven people now! This place won't lose money, right?"
"Loss?!" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows high, "I'll tell you the fuck, even if we go to the inner gate and break off a stone on it, we won't lose any money!"
"This tomb is no longer a secret. How many people came in before and after? Except for one or two who have the ability to run, they are all folded inside! But the one or two who have the ability to inscribe the inscription at the entrance of the tomb will sell it. this number!"
The middle-aged man compared a number with his hands and sneered: "Hehe, as long as we enter the gate, we will send it! You don't need to do this in your life, wash your hands in a golden basin and enjoy the blessing!"
The middle-aged man's voice was not deliberately lowered, and the eyes of the few people next to him were red with excitement after listening, staring at the middle-aged man and wanting to hear more.
And the middle-aged man knew that they had lost too many people in the front part, and these guys might be timid, so they deliberately showed off about the things on the inscription.