, quietly bring out the darkness in my heart...

"Master, I've seen it all. The two marks in question were engraved twice." Wen Duo walked around and came back, frowning: "And they were also aged.

You have to be very careful to see any traces... These bastards in Jinyi are still too careless."

Hearing this, the Jinyi people on the side immediately shrank their necks - but when they thought that Mr. Wen had left Jinyi, they suddenly felt relieved.

"It seems that Sikong Zhaiyue is really not dead." The donor's mother thought for a moment and said, "Even the contents of the notebook he left behind are very authentic."

The mark of the second treatment is even distressed - if it is the mark that was engraved the first time, there is no need to distress it.

It can only be explained that Sikong Zhaiyue came to the [Red King's Mausoleum] again recently - and he was one step earlier than Yuhuatian and his party.

At this time, [Death-killing Scholar] came over, "Sir, the door hidden in the [Soul-Destructor] passage has been opened, and it is also the method on the handbook... It seems that there is no danger at the moment, but the road inside has not been explored yet.

"

Everyone was silent.

Especially the [Deadly Scholar], who still looked frightened at this time, after all, he almost died at the hands of a nail bug... Only those who have been nailed can understand how painful this thing is.

Ding Xiu understood very well how [The Fatal Scholar] felt, and patted him on the shoulder to express comfort.

"What are you doing?" Wen Duo said in a rude and solemn voice at this time: "How frightened are you by an old man who steals graves and digs graves, hiding his head and tail? Are you still in white steel brocade clothes?"

"Mr. Wen...Mr. Wen, of course we are not afraid, we just have to be careful of Sikong Zhaiyue and more traps he may have laid inside." Ake said bravely: "Just one Sikong Zhaiyue is certainly not enough evidence, but

The problem is that this is the [Red King’s Mausoleum], and God knows how much Sikong Zhaiyue has understood the traps here, and how much he has modified them.”

Wen Duo gave Ake a sharp look, and Ake instinctively shrank his neck.

"Well, you have your own opinions and are making progress! Well done!" Wen Duo suddenly smiled.

Ake looked confused, as if he could never guess what Wen Duo was thinking.

"Okay, there's no point in continuing the discussion." Yu Huatian spoke at the right moment: "It doesn't matter how many traps there are, since the [Soul Destroyer] will not take the initiative to attack Sikong Ju, then the Sa family has reason to believe it.

, Sikong Zhaiyue will at least take care of this good-for-nothing son... From now on, let Sikong Ju take the lead and continue moving forward."

This is a solution - at least it seems so for the current situation.

"Did you hear that? Stand up!" Ding Xiu picked up Sikong Ju roughly and said, "Come here, give this fat pig something to do, don't let him die so easily!"

——The dead old guy is not dead.

——The dead old guy is not dead.

--not dead……

I saw that Sikong Ju looked languid at this time, as if he was an empty shell and allowed Jin Yi to put a suit of light armor on him - only armor, and no weapons were given to him.

——The old ghost is not dead...

——You’re not dead, why... you’re lying to me!

"Let's go!" A man in Jinyi pushed Sikong Ju directly into the newly opened stone door, "Let's go quickly!"

Sikong Ju staggered a few steps forward, suddenly turned his face, and quickly and gloomily glanced at the people behind him... Facing the unknown darkness, Si Kong Ju swallowed instinctively and moved forward with difficulty.

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…

Zhao Huaian carried the supplies... The reservists were naturally at the end of the team, at the back.

"I'm talking about Zhao Huaian, do you think we won't get anything from this trip?"

I saw Boss Wu coming to Zhao Huaian's side with an uneasy look on his face, sighing and feeling low in morale.

Zhao Huaian asked curiously: "Boss, if you keep running to the back of the team, won't the adults in front blame you?"

Boss Wu shrugged and said: "I can't chat with those guys. Besides, you reserve soldiers also need someone to watch over you, so I just accepted this job...Why, you're not happy when you see the boss coming?"

"How could that happen?" Zhao Huaian immediately apologized and said, "With the boss watching over you, you will feel safer instantly, okay?"

Boss Wu casually slapped Zhao Huaian on the back of the head, "So much nonsense!"

"Boss, don't hit me on the back of the head next time. I hate people hitting me on the back of the head." Zhao Huaian looked aggrieved, but when he saw Boss Wu raising his hand again, he immediately changed his words: "Of course, it is natural for the boss to hit the younger brother.

.”

Boss Wu gave up, grunted twice, and started wandering around the back of the team... Each reserve officer was slapped on the back of the head, "Be careful! Don't cause trouble for me! Do you hear me!"

"Hear it!"

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In the wind and sand, a dozen lizardmen looked tired.

They did not escape all the way back to the temporary home they built on the edge of the Red Wasteland to avoid a century-old storm - on this trip, they escaped back to their original home in the wasteland.

In a huge cave buried under a huge sand dune.

In the caves of sand dunes extending in all directions, there were originally thousands of lizardmen who separated from the Bai tribe. Now the population of this branch has dropped sharply to less than half of its original size.

"Enkuan, why do we come back here? We should rush back to the tribe immediately, gather people, and rescue the priest from those hateful strangers!"

"Don't you see how terrifying the power of those aliens is?" The lizard man named Enkuan said solemnly: "What do you think we can do with our little combat power?"

"But you..." The companion was startled at this time, as if he had thought of something, "Could it be that you want to..."

"Not bad!" Enkuan nodded at this time.

"No! There is an order in the clan that prohibits us from contacting the [Bai clan]!"

"We can't lose our sacrifice... Compared with this, let me be the sinner!" Enkuan said solemnly: "Why can't we contact the [Bai people]? Our ancestors were originally [Bai people]!

"

"But……"

"Stop talking!" Enkuan waved his hand and immediately rushed into the depths of the cave.

At the very end of the cave, a rather large altar was built - on the altar was a tall bronze sacrificial bell.

Enkuan walked to the big bell, raised his arms, and punched suddenly!

The heavy fist shook the giant bell, and a huge sound instantly penetrated the cave structure extending in all directions... As if it had undergone special expansion, the entire sand dune shook at this time. After the enlarged bell, at this time, in the wind and sand

echoing in it.

Enkuan struck more than sixty times in a row before trying his best to stop.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work..." Enkuan gritted his teeth at this time and reluctantly raised his fist again, but found that his arms were already shaking, "If you can't knock a hundred times, there is no way..."

"I'm coming!" Seeing that Enkuan's hands were stained with blood, his companion gritted his teeth and rushed to the altar, "We are brothers of the same race. If you want to be a sinner, I will accompany you!"

At this moment, the top of the altar shook suddenly and violently, and then the rocks above the altar began to break!

Enkuan was shocked: "How could this happen?"

But before the lizard people could tear it open in time, a loud noise was heard, and the rock above the altar exploded instantly, and then an extremely large head thrust out... From the slightly opened mouth,

Especially the flames are flowing.

The scalps of all the lizardmen instantly went numb.

"Dragon...Dragon beast?" Enkuan said in disbelief and horror: "How could a dragon beast appear in the red wasteland... This is at least the level of a great lord!"

The dragon's head roared, and the entire cave inside shook again. All the lizardmen covered their heads in pain and rolled to the ground. At this moment, two figures quickly descended from above and stepped on the altar.

superior.

"[Red King Bell]? I didn't expect that there is still such a complete [Red King Bell]."

One of the two figures had three strange eyes standing on the left and right sides of his face... At this time, it was looking at the large sacrificial bell.

The other one is more than two meters tall, covered with purple-black layers of horn like armor... a pair of long curved black horns on the top of his head... giving people a sharp feeling all over his body.

"Are you the remaining people of the [Red King]?" The purple-black [Dragon Star] Lord looked at the lizardmen under the altar, tilted his head slightly and said, "[Bai Clan]?"

"You...who are you?" Enkuan reluctantly stood up and asked in a trembling voice.

[Long Xing] said calmly: "Lord Longling, this person beside me is Lord Moxing."

"The King of the Empire!"

Enkuan suddenly screamed, and his whole body felt bad - it just wanted to shake the old guy from the [Bai tribe] out, not the king of the empire!

As soon as it gritted its teeth, it slowly knelt down towards the two imperial lords [Dragon Star] and [Thousand Tribulations].

But when the Lord [Thousand Tribulations] focused his gaze, all the lizardmen were instantly lifted up by invisible force... Their bodies were stiff and unable to move... They were even more frightened.

"[Children of Red King], why do you need to kneel to me?" The Lord of [Thousand Tribulations] said calmly.

Enkuan was stunned, a little confused about this imperial king...but he was too scared to speak.

[Long Xing] suddenly sneered, "I am here to ask you why you are ringing this [Red King Bell]?"
To be continued...