Live expedition from tomb raiding

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Since there is no connection, how did these two lamp slaves suddenly light up?

Wu Xie was also frightened, and she was stunned, staring straight at the two new fire beams, speechless...

Ding Ze was also slightly taken aback.

The situation is a little better than that of Fatty and Wu Xie. After all, I have prepared in advance that I will encounter all kinds of evil things after entering this mausoleum.

"It should be Wang Zanghai who set up a secret passage in the wall." Ding Ze took a deep breath silently, and turned his head to face the fat man, "Fatty man, don't be surprised and act like a bitch. Look at Miss Ning..."

As he spoke, Ding Ze moved his eyes to Aning.

He saw Aning.

Simultaneously.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse...

"Damn!!! When did this door close?"

340 Front Hall, Wang Mansion

"Hahahaha, another emoji."

"Anchor, you sand sculpture, let you not watch the live broadcast room, this time I was scared, you deserve it!"

Because of the black-tech live broadcast equipment, all the sand sculpture viewers in the live broadcast room had clearly seen the silent closing of the bronze door just now.

In fact, just now, the ghost knows how many sand sculpture audiences there are, so he screamed desperately, trying to remind Ding Ze.

It's a pity, because Ding Ze didn't call up the panel at all, the reminder is invalid!

So, considering that the bronze door was just closed, it doesn't mean that Ding Ze will die directly... Seeing that the reminder was invalid, all the sand sculpture audiences decisively changed their minds one after another, waiting to see Ding Ze startled...then ruthlessly Laughed hard.

"Anchor, you should really see your expression now, it's so funny!!!"

"Anchor, congratulations on being scared into a Sabie!!!"

"Why am I so happy to see the host being scared into Shabby?"

"Hey, that's because happiness needs to be built on the pain of others!"

"Fuck! What kind of bullshit is this? What about your conscience? What about your humanity? Shouldn't you sympathize with the anchor at a time like this?"

"Upstairs, look at your username, it must be a woman. Then you dare to touch your airport and swear, aren't you smiling???"

"w(￣_￣)w!!! Rolling!!! You are only at the airport, my mother is 36f!!! The waves are choppy!!!"

"Haha, girl, dreaming too much is bad for your health."

"..."

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Before the tunnel.

When he suddenly found that the bronze door had been closed unconsciously, Ding Ze was really taken aback.

Sheer surprise, not fear.

After all, he had explosives in his bag, and he had long expected that he would eventually need to blow up a way to escape...

Therefore, he was simply surprised, how did this bronze door close without making any sound?

You know, at most two or three minutes ago, he lit the lamp slave, and when he came back, he took a look at the bronze door... At that time, the bronze door was still open and did not move.

In other words, it was closed silently just now...

Really weird!

At the same time, it's really awesome!

As expected of Wang Zanghai, a master craftsman with ghostly hands!

Ding Ze's thoughts raced for a while, as he thought about it, he put away his surprise.

The fat man was still cursing, "I knew there must be something weird! Otherwise, which ancient tomb's gate would open as soon as it was pushed?"

After cursing again, the fat man suddenly turned to Wu Xie, whose face was blackened with fright, "Little comrade, now you know what the fat man said before and I should bring the explosives, how wise is it?"

Wu Xie: "??????"

The word "speechless" was clearly written on his face, Wu Xie glared at the fat man, but said nothing.

Seeing this, the fat man smiled and didn't care.

Then, with a really big heart, he turned around and looked at the tunnel again.

I saw that after such a short time delay, there were two more lamp slaves who were lit.

"Old Ding, you hit the nail on the head again. There must be secret passages among these lamp slaves," the fat man said after taking a look.

Ding Ze nodded, "Wang Zanghai is indeed very good at setting up agencies."

Said, glanced at the time.

Two hours left.

Then he continued, "This mysterious door can be pushed open directly, but when someone comes in, it will be closed silently again. It seems that Wang Zanghai is telling us to move on."

"Let's go then, I want to see what he's up to."

Hearing this, the fat man nodded his head in agreement...Of course, he was mainly thinking about those weapons.

soon.

Because of the explosives, the suddenly closed bronze door couldn't trap them, so don't worry too much.

The five people moved again and set foot on the corridor.

Poker-Face, who is still very familiar with various organs, is at the forefront, step by step, advancing cautiously.

The four of Ding Ze didn't dare to be distracted, and all their attention was focused on the footsteps of the person in front, stepping on their footprints.

Time slowly passed by second by second.

This corridor is indeed very long.

When all the lamp slaves on both sides were lit, the five had just completed two-thirds of the distance.