Chapter 361 Heart-moving Tips

As soon as Ainia finished speaking, Rostev looked at her with a vicious look on his face, as if he was about to eat people.

"Hmph!" Ania ignored Rostev's murderous look. She was not stupid. It was obvious that Song Xiaotian and the others had an absolute advantage now. How could she take Rostev seriously: "According to me,"

As recorded in a diary left by my great-grandfather, this secret treasure-hiding place has many mechanisms, and those who are good at it will undoubtedly die..."

In order to express her meaning completely, Ania spoke fluently in English this time.

"What did she say?" Song Xiaotian, who didn't understand English, looked at Feng Er beside him.

"She said there are many mechanisms and traps inside!" Feng Er's face was a little solemn.

"Who said that?" Song Xiaotian asked again.

"Her great-grandfather..." Feng Erdao.

"Hmph..." Song Xiaotian's face changed and he stared at Rostev. He had originally planned to let Rostev take him to the entrance and let him go, but he didn't expect that the place where the gold was buried was actually buried.

He also set up a trap for the mechanism. It was obvious that Rostev was not kind, so he finally had the intention to kill.

Originally, he didn't want to kill Rostev with his own hands because his master had told him to try to kill as little as possible. Of course, he didn't plan to let him go back alive, because he just let them go, an old man in his sixties or seventies.

It was not easy for him to leave him alone in the heart of Siberia, but it was different now.

"Swish..." Song Xiaotian pulled out the spiral knife around his waist and walked towards Rostev with a murderous look on his face.

"no..." When Rostev screamed, Song Xiaotian waved the spiral knife in his hand. As Rostev roared, blood surged wildly, and the screams suddenly stopped. At this point, this bad thing was done

After all, the powerful general finally returned to the west.

"Control them all!" Song Xiaotian shouted to the blonde old man.

"It's the master!" The blonde old man nodded. Everyone felt his body move, and there was a flash of figures. Qin Tianpeng, Cheng Changsheng, and Keri all fainted on the ground.

"Feng Er, take them a hundred meters away from me, I have something to do!" Song Xiaotian said to Feng Er, and then he turned his head to look at Jixiangruyi who had just returned from changing clothes: "You are by my side to protect me!

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"Well..." Feng Er and Ji Xiangruyi nodded together.

Song Xiaotian sat cross-legged beside Rostev, his eyes narrowed, and his hands pressed on Rostev's forehead. A stream of mental power gushed out and directly invaded Rostev's brain.

After sitting for more than ten minutes, Song Xiaotian slowly got up and breathed a breath: "Huh..."

"Brother Xiaotian, what have you found?" Jixiangruyi asked excitedly.

They heard their father talk about telepathy and knew the magic of telepathy.

"If you want to search for other people's memories, it seems that you can't kill people, otherwise you can only find some memories before he dies. But why does Master say that you have to use telepathy to find the memories of people over 60 years old, that is, the one who just died?

"Song Xiaotian said authentically as if he was muttering to himself.

"Then what memories did he have before he died?" Ruyi asked expectantly.

"It's just a vault in his manor and several institutions at the entrance of the treasure, there is nothing else!" Song Xiaotian said thoughtfully.

"Does there be no specific location for the vault and agency?" Ye Zi asked in a deep voice. She was worried about Song Xiaotian's safety and was always by his side.

"Haha..." Song Xiaotian smiled and pointed to the southeast: "About eighty miles southeast!"

"Then go away quickly, why are you still spending here?" Ye Zi urged, and as soon as he finished speaking, he walked quickly towards Feng Er's location. Song Xiaotian and Jixiang Ruyi also followed with a smile.

"What's the situation?" As soon as Song Xiaotian and the others walked to Feng Er, Feng Er couldn't wait to ask.

"It's okay, let's go!" Song Xiaotian waved his hand.

"What should they do?" Feng Er pointed to Qin Tianpeng and the other two on the ground.

"Kill them all, keeping these bad guys will harm people!" Ruyi frowned and glanced at the three people who were sleeping on the ground with disdain.

"No, I'll ask for instructions first. They are involved in many major cases, and they can't just kill them!" Ye Zi said and walked towards the open area outside the woods.

Five minutes later, Ye Zi came back: "The superior said he would execute them on the spot!"

"This is the best result!" After Feng Er said that, he fired three shots at the three people on the ground, all of whom were killed in the center. The three people's neck tilted, turning from dizziness to real death.

"Oh..." Song Xiaotian shook his head, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. If they hadn't done so many bad things, how could they have been corpsed in the wilderness at this moment...

"Let's bury them!" Song Xiaotian was still a little unbearable. After all, Qin Tianpeng had helped him when he was carrying out missions several times. He really couldn't bear to let him corpse in the wilderness.

"You are like Guanyin Bodhisattva..." Feng Er glared at Song Xiaotian with contempt and started to take action.

After spending more than an hour burying all three of them, the few of them glanced at the three low new tombs and then quickly walked towards the southeast.

In front of them is the endless Siberian forest. At this time, they did not know that what awaited them would be a life-threatening adventure.

As night fell, in a leeward valley, three new tombs stood side by side.

The night breeze suddenly stretched out a big hand from one of the graves. Then the big hand moved, and another head stretched out from the graves. The head was covered with soil. If Song Xiaotian and the others were present, they would be at a glance.

Who else can recognize this person, and he is not Qin Tianpeng?

"Ah...Song Xiaotian, I will definitely not let you go..." Qin Tianpeng roared to the sky.

"Swish..." At this moment, another hand stretched out from another tomb pile beside it, and then a face full of mud appeared: "Master, save me..."

"Changsheng, what's wrong with you?" Qin Tianpeng said with a caring look on his face.

"He hit my heart..." Cheng Changsheng tried to struggle to get up from the pile of soil, but his legs were shot, which hurt so much that he fell into the mud pit.

"Swish..." Qin Tianpeng moved his feet, and the two mounds were separated by seven or eight meters. He immediately arrived next to Cheng Changsheng, pulled Cheng Changsheng out of the mound, and held Cheng Changsheng's left hand.

A few seconds later, Qin Tianpeng's face gradually became paler and paler: "Isn't you useless the Heart Transformation Procedure I taught you?"

The Heart Transfer Art is a magical technique that can change the position of one's internal organs. Although they were all touched by the blonde old man and fainted, in fact, the master and apprentice did not faint, so when they knew that Song Xiaotian had already

After aspiring to kill them, he quickly used the Heart Transformation Art to move his heart.

But Feng Er fired too quickly, and the first one was to attack Cheng Changsheng. Therefore, before Cheng Changsheng could completely remove his heart, he was shot. The bullet rubbed his heart through, and he was able to protect him because he was not seriously damaged.

I have been surviving my heart until now.

"Master, save me..." Cheng Changsheng's voice became increasingly weaker.

"The legs are disabled and the heart is damaged. What's the use of leaving you..." Qin Tianpeng said this and slapped Cheng Changsheng on the forehead.

"Puff..." Cheng Changsheng spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened, and he fell into the pit where he had been lying on his previous lying.
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