Chapter 412: Deep in the Panlong Treasure
“I saw that the boy was having a hard time walking, so I helped him a little. You don’t have to panic.”
Xie Yuchuan paused at his feet.
Han Qiguang took a few steps forward, turned around and stared at him in confusion.
"Xie Yuchuan?"
The tone was full of doubts and a little questioning.
Seeing the slight change in the latter's expression, Han Qiguang's eyes suddenly brightened. He stopped and did not move away. He put his hands into his wide sleeves and waited to eat the melon.
With Xie Yuheng's expression, he could tell at a glance that he had a spiritual connection!
Han Qiguang was feeling faintly excited and paced around him.
Xie Yuchuan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the explanation from the family god beside his ears.
"Wait a moment, you come back first."
"No rush." Han Qiguang said cheerfully.
He won’t leave.
Xie Yuchuan turned around, walked back a few steps, and quickly informed his grandmother of the family god's wishes. After hearing this, Mrs. Xie finally felt reassured.
"So, Brother Rui is also a very lucky child. He has received the mercy and care of the family god. The kindness is immeasurable. I don't know how to thank him. Please say a few kind words for me, Yuchuan."< br>
Xie Yuchuan nodded, time was running out.
The family separated for a few days, only waiting to see each other again after things were done.
Xie Yuchuan and Han Qiguang walked back to the front.
On the way, Han Qiguang couldn't help but asked curious questions.
“What happened to the family god?”
"The family god is fine."
"Tsk, I'm asking you, something happened to your family?"
Xie Yuchuan didn't want to say it, but...
Sooner or later Unable to hide it from Han Qiguang, he told his nephew Rui Geer.
I thought that Han Qiguang would be as surprised as he thought after hearing this.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Han Qiguang's expression on his face was a little strange, as if he had done something bad behind his back. The way he hesitated to speak made Xie Yuchuan feel angry.
"You're hesitant, why don't you speak?"
Xiao Guang rolled his eyes twice, looked at him, and asked: "Apart from you, there is only one nephew, Brother Rui, in your family. Did you see the traces of the gods?”
“It’s a carriage and a horse,” Xie Yuchuan corrected.
"What's the difference? It's just like ordinary people riding oxen and horses, and gods riding deers." Han Qiguang often regretted that his mouth was faster than his brain.
Xie Yuchuan squinted at him.
Han Qiguang thought for a while and asked: "Do you think there is a possibility that the gods of your Xie family will take more care of the people close to you?"
This is bullshit to ask. Yes, Xie Yuchuan didn't even bother to say a word.
Just stared at him with puzzled eyes, waiting for his next words.
Xie Yuchuan now kept many secrets from him. If Han Qiguang said he was unhappy, it would be a lie. He also had some "things" on his mind, and he hadn't had time to talk to his good friend Xie Yuchuan yet.
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Han Qiguang pinched the bridge of his nose, suddenly raised his head and said, "Actually, I have also seen the miracles clearly revealed by our family's gods."
"Well ."
Xie Yuchuan responded lightly without taking it too seriously.
After all, the entire Xie family, even Xiong Jiushan, had witnessed the appearance of the family god, so what Han Qiguang said was not surprising.
However, the next sentence suddenly stopped Xie Yuchuan's steady progress in place again.
Han Qiguang said: "The family god once talked with me by drawing words in the void by the Erjiang River."
The tall and straight body slowly turned around to look at it under the moonlight. Looking at him...
The deep black eyes were slightly squinted, as if they didn't hear clearly.
"What did you just... say?"
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"Hiss——"
A gasp suddenly sounded in a dark place place.
The sound echoed in the empty inner room, and soon there were echoes one after another.
In the cold and damp cave, there is a light layer of cold frost on the walls. In the darkness, a pair of dark and deep eyes suddenly opened!
The moment his consciousness returned, the tingling pain on his limbs swept over him instantly.
A dull heavy hum.
The violent backlash was so painful that people wanted to commit suicide on the spot.
Rapid breathing, ups and downs.
For a moment, Wan Lichun thought he was waking up in front of the Palace of Hell.
The long cry barely relieved the needle-like pain between the bones.
When it calmed down a little, he forced himself on the stone slab under his body and climbed up using the edges and corners between the stone cracks. He moved step by step to the innermost part of the cave and lowered his body.
In a corner, pick up the gravel on the side and dig out the earth and rocks until half of the bluestone brick is exposed underneath.
Hold on to the wall and take deep breaths for a long time to catch your breath.
Along the right side of the half bluestone brick, apply force against the depression.
There was a loud "bang" next to me.
On the wall next door, a stone door half as tall as a man suddenly opened.
In the door, there were streaks of fire.
Wan Lichun's face was gloomy, he stood up holding on to the wall, and moved to the stone door step by step.
Kneel down and take a sip, then bend down and go inside with his head lowered.
Stepping on the square stone slab on the ground, the stone door half a man tall behind him closed in response.
He clutched the wound on his abdomen and tried to stand up.
In the bright cave secret room, you can see golden light before your eyes!
Countless rare treasures and countless gold and silver were piled up in front of Wan Lichun as if they were free of charge.
He looked at the wealth and wealth in front of him for a long time and suddenly sneered.
People die for wealth and birds die for food.
If he doesn’t do it for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth.
He dragged his heavy footsteps and moved step by step to lie down under the "Treasure Mountain"!
Under his body are countless treasures that people all over the world are eager for, and in his hand is the enemy's life-threatening steel knife.
"Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust."
What glory and wealth are, the pie painted by others is not as good as his own!
He picked up one at random, and they were all worth thousands of gold!
Wan Lichun laughed loudly in this secret room where he was the only one!
Even if the laughter involves his wounds, he can't control his desire to laugh at everyone's stupid emotions.
There was a sound outside the stone door.
Wan Lichun stared at the entrance to the secret room with squinted eyes.
He stood up staggeringly on the ground, walked to the golden armor aside, pulled out the long knife on it, and slowly dragged it to the door...
The blood in his abdomen dripped on Underfoot, thousands of miles of spring are not paying attention.
He was tense and listened to the movement outside for a while.
The sound of footsteps gradually changed from one or two to four or five, and there were more and more people outside.
Wan Lichun frowned, and his heart sank.
Tear off a long strip from your clothes and wrap it silently around the intersection of your hand and the long knife.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was a “click” outside the stone door.
The moment the stone door half as tall as a man opened.
Wan Lichun gritted his teeth, raised his long knife high, and chopped off the head of a person who leaned in.
"Someone! It's inside!!!"
Someone outside noticed something strange and removed the dead companion who was stuck at the stone door.
Without saying anything, just throw in a white cigarette bottle!
Almost instantly, the secret room where Wan Lichun was located was filled with white smoke.
However, even if Wan Lichun closed his eyes tightly, he would still guard the entrance of the stone gate.
After killing three or four people in succession, the entrance was finally completely sealed from the inside.
Stumbled to find another exit.
Unexpectedly, after the white smoke cleared, a figure quietly approached behind him.
(End of this chapter)