"It's really a dog that can't change his shit. Do you really treat us as tomb robbers?" Seeing the dog crawl into the hole again, the burly man couldn't help but smile.

"His ancestors were tomb robbers. Perhaps for him, the things in the ancient tombs are more important than what we are going to find!" The enchanting woman next to her also chuckled softly.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go, you can't forget the important matter!" The burly man also laughed.

The woman giggled and bent down and got into the hole.

"Fengying, stay outside to respond, everyone else will follow me!" The burly man shouted in a low voice to the other four men who were whistling, and turned around and crawled into the hole.

In the end, except for the man in the windbreaker, the other three also followed in one after another.

Seeing his companions crawling into the hole one by one, the man in the windbreaker was actually a little depressed.

In fact, he also wanted to follow in and take a look. This was a large tomb from the Western Zhou Dynasty. If there were no professionals like Gouzi, it would be impossible to enter such an ancient tomb.

But now, I am left here to watch.

He was depressed, but Feng Ying did not dare to violate the command of the leader. As the most powerful general under Hades, one of the three giants of the Skeleton Society, the leader of their team, Bablu, has the name of a tyrant. Although they are collectively called the Seven Evils of Hell, they really violate the command of the tyrant, and they are afraid that it will be difficult for him to die.

After confirming that everyone had entered the cave, Fengying calmed down and was about to find a hidden place to hide. He secretly monitored everything here, but suddenly saw a black figure walking out of the woods.

Feng Ying was shocked. This place was in the deep mountains. The archaeological camp on Li Longteng was separated by a mountain. How could it be that there were people in this and a rare place?

"Who?" Feng Ying, who did not believe in ghosts and gods, whispered.

But the shadow did not answer and continued to walk out. Fengying finally saw the other person's appearance clearly.

The other party looked very ordinary, wearing a black cloth dress and a painted black iron sword behind his back. Bai Fan's face had no expression, just like a zombie walking out of a coffin!

Feng Ying's heart trembled, and she immediately raised the pistol with a muffler in her hand and was about to shoot, but she saw a flash in front of her. Could it be that the figure had come to her instantly?

Before Fengying understood what was going on, she felt that she seemed to fly up, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.

But before he completely lost consciousness, he saw the man in black standing in front of a headless corpse, and in his hand, he was inserting the painted black iron sword into the scabbard behind him.

The headless corpse was spraying a lot of blood on its neck, slowly falling down, and in his hand, he was holding a desert eagle equipped with a muffler.

That - it seems to be your own body!

This is Fengying’s last thought.

He didn't even understand why he was cut off his head by a man in a civilian.

"Puu!" As the body and head fell to the ground, the man in black looked at the dug hole. There was no expression on his face and his body stood there motionless, as if he was considering whether to go in or waiting for something.

But three minutes passed and there was no movement around. Then the man bowed and crawled into the hole!

As for Feng Ying's corpse, he didn't take a look at it any more from beginning to end.

About three minutes later, two figures came to the entrance of the cave one after another. Looking at the headless corpse lying on the ground, the figure who arrived first sighed:

"This guy still likes to be alone so much!"

Listening to the sound, it should be a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.

"He must have gone in!" Another figure said, and when he heard the sound, it turned out to be a female voice.
Chapter completed!