Chapter 27： Defend the grave

underground.

Wang Xiaobai stood with a sleeve at the door of a partial palace, watching the accumulation of too much gold and silver jewelry that had flowed out of the door. Not only was he not ecstatic, but he sighed.

The dog began to plan when he admitted.

What kind of jewelry is pushed aside, the important thing is that he has to find some weapons from inside!

"Xiaowenzi come and help me!"

Wen Fengjin walked over from elsewhere and watched his little sweet dumplings dig ‘soil’ with his little ass, and the corner of his mouth slightly lifted, “Xiao ba, don’t raise your **** so high.”

Wang Xiaoma turned a black line and glared at him: "Is it a rogue?! Come on to help, huh, you see which big boss in the movie does not have weapons? After two days, they will dig our graves, you From there, I’m not in a hurry."

"You and I can't go out again, and it's normal to wait in the tomb." Wen Feng said with a mouthful, but his hands rolled up his sleeves and joined in to start rummaging.

"Then we have to be prepared, in case you can't beat others?"

"Isn't there any brother?" Wen Feng said with a smile.

"What can I do? Call the police for you or call an ambulance?" Wang Xiaoma turned over things without lifting his head. Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he took out the things in his hands...

A small vest made of gold wire? ? ?

"What kind of stuff is this?! You also receive the vest, it's too frightening!" Even if it's made of gold, then you can't pull off everyone's clothes.

Wen Feng tried to be silent for a while, and said, "Little bah...that's golden soft armor."

Wang Xiaoma: "..."

Yellow and gold soft armor? Is it the one that the super bull's knife is invulnerable? He picked up the little vest and silently rushed into his pocket.

Cough, cough, take it.

Some embarrassed Wang Xiaoma continued to dig treasures, shifting the topic and saying: "Oh, why don't you keep aside the so many good things and weapons and put them in these ordinary jewelry gold and silver, how troublesome are you? To dig."

He sighed with his eyebrows and sighed: "Little bah..."

"Ah?" Wang Xiaoma stared at him with watery puppies.

"You forgot that you removed the sword rack as a clothes hanger. Have you changed the Tibetan Temple into a clothes drying room?" Wen Feng looked down at him. "You also let Mu Yi throw those weapons here. what……"

"..."

Wang Xiaoma remembered that his brother's behavior was painful and he didn't want to regret it! Then he looked up and grinned at the wind.

"I did it! Ye Di! Are you going to attack me?! Wang Wang Wang!!!" The arrogance of his attitude, the ugly face, did not repent to the point that the boss Wen said.

Wen Fengjin: "..." What should I do if my little dumplings learn to bark? Can it be so cute? How can I say it?

Facing such a distraught (cutely thinking) Wang Xiaomao, Wen Wen chose to bow his head, quietly accompany him rummaging up.

The sound of clamoring metal crashes in the ears.

Someone asked:

"My Liao Yuejian..."

"Why are you so stingy! I'll plan it for you in minutes! Hum!"

"..."

After they called Mu Yi up for a day, most of the precious hidden swords and weapons and armor used in the funeral were arranged in the main hall.

Sitting on the smooth stone floor, Wang Xiaomei tiredly lay directly on the ground, and Wen Fengjin also squinted against the pillar. Obviously, his physical exertion was also very large.

As for the poor Muyi, even the wall could not be grasped firmly, the whole lizard'slapped' fell on the ground with a tongue out,'Hachi Hachi' gasped, if it was still gasping, Wang Xiaoma really thought The goods threw themselves to death.

"Let's basically dig it out..." After a while, Wang Xiaoma sat up and watched listlessly.

Wen Feng nodded: "It's basically here. There are a few things that may be at the bottom, but these are enough... Xiao Ba, I said you don't need to worry about the things in the tomb, I will find ways for those robbers. deal with."

"I know I know." Wang Xiaoba put his hand on Mu Yi's head, which looked a little scary, and touched his head like a puppy. Mu Yi ugly and ugly snorted coquettishly, "I am just like this Peace of mind, Zhenbei didn’t tell me that my life was okay, tell me when I would come and count down my life, and I always have a bad feeling..."

As the days of their coming soon approached, this uneasy premonition became stronger.

Wen Feng stared at him: "Little bah..."

Wang Xiaoba interrupted him and said with a smile: "I understand that I have no doubt about what you will do or handle this matter badly. I just care about the man that Zhenbei said, after all, he said he would dig your heart , To be able to say this, he must have something to rely on."

He also had a nightmare last night, dreaming that Wen Feng was caught by others and digging his heart. The **** scene made Wang Xiaoma wake up at the time, shaking his hands for a long time, feeling the familiar embrace of the man calming down.

Wen Feng walked to his side and squatted down, stretched out his palm against his face, and rubbed his thumb gently against the corner of his eye.

"Don't worry about me, I can live without any age."

Wang Xiaolan lowered his head. "If you are not old, you still have weaknesses. If you are heartbroken, can you still grow?"

Wen Feng bent his lips slowly, and the black pupil that occupied most of his eyes reflected his favorite figure. He said, "I am a little happy."

"What's so happy? I'm happy to be heart-wrenching!" Wang Xiaolan looked up at him.

Wen Feng laughed in a low voice, "I'm glad you care about me, and you care about me." I once did the warmth that I didn't dare to take in you afterwards, and you gave me again.

"In this way, I won't let them easily succeed." Wen Feng tried to hug Wang Xiaoyao in front of his chest, feeling the full embrace, and Wang Xiaoya's reliant hugs, and he sighed in satisfaction.

His eyes narrowed and his smile deepened.

Finally... finally made me wait until the day I got my wish...

No one can stop me from being with my brother, who dares to stop me, I will let him die better than life!

...

Zhen family.

In the old and dignified mansion, several men and women with different characteristics were sitting in the parlor, looking kind and gentle, but no one meant to look at anyone more.

The grandfather and Mrs. Zhen were sitting on the main seat. Zhenhao and the man with a stiff face were sitting under the left hand, and Zhenmu and Zhenbei were sitting under the right hand.

"Several of them are well-known players in the circle. I came here today to give our Zhen family a big face. This help will naturally be remembered in my mind. And Mr. Yan, my eldest son Zhen Hao is also very much to me Mentioned you again."

Old man Zhen smiled and looked at the man next to Zhen Hao. The man stiffened his face and did not make any expression, but just nodded slightly.

Grandpa Jeong heard that the man had been injured in the underground and could not express his face, so he didn't think much about it and continued to say something polite.

The tomb robbers below have great respect for the gold master. At least they listened attentively. A spicy woman below looked at Zhenmu with a thin twenty-something young man.

Sadagi felt his searing eyes slightly and turned his head away to avoid it.

The woman smiled softly, and then began to play with her nails boredly. The thin young man behind her looked at her master and sighed helplessly.

When the following is about to finish, Mrs. Zhen, who has not said a word, suddenly opens her face with sadness: "Zhenmu Zhenbei."

Zhenmu and Zhenbei looked at her.

Mrs. Zhen said: "I can't stop your elder brother. Why should I steal that tomb, so dangerous place... Zhenmu, you are good at this. When you go there, take care of your elder brother. Have you heard it?"

Zhenmu lowered his eyes, but under the fierce facial features was a calm and gentle heart. In the face of his mother's obvious pointing, Zhenmu also nodded habitually.

After seeing Zhenmu nod, she smiled with satisfaction. After all, she still believed in the ability of the second child.

"There is also Zhenbei." Madam Zhen saw her silly smile with a deep frown, and scolded: "Look at your stupid look! How old do you still have to rely on your elder brother to make a point! Don’t trouble your brother, you know?"

Zhen Bei shrank her neck, and Zhen Mu's face was a little bad. She rarely said a word to her mother.

"Mom, Zhenbei isn't stupid. He's just a solid eye since he was a kid. Don't always talk about him."

"you!"

"Okay!" Mrs. Zhen interrupted Mrs. Zhen who was going to get angry. "We are here to talk about business! The further you go, the more you tell the guests to read the joke?!"

Mrs. Zhen snorted, don’t look too far, then Zhen Hao smiled and comforted her mother softly, said: "Mom, I know you are good for us, but Dad is right, I will go to you to sit with you later. ."

Mrs. Zhen showed a little smile, and Mrs. Zhen saw her favorite elder son's expression better, continued to smile and told a few people, then stood up and took Mrs. Zhen away.

The man with a facial paralysis called Mr. Yan stood up and beckoned to other people, gathered them together, and talked with Zhen Hao about the procedure of ‘going to the ground’ and some task assignments, as well as equipment and departure time.

A group of people gathered together and intentionally or unintentionally isolated Zhenbei Zhenmu from the outside.

Zhen Bei pouted his lips, and whispered to Zhen Mu: "Second brother, you said that Zhen Hao is not stupid. Although the people here are good hands, but none of them are our friends, now Zhen Hao deliberately alienates us, If the dead man's face surnamed Yan is back then, we are all done!"

Zhenmu looked at the smiling Zhenhao in the crowd thoughtfully, and Zhenhao saw his proudly raised lips and looked at them disdainfully.

Zhenmu lowered her eyes, and her scarred hand patted Zhenbei's head.

"It's okay, the second brother will protect you, the first one will protect you."

Zhen Bei smiled brilliantly and nodded vigorously.

"Ok!"

He looked at Zhen Hao, and Zhen Hao opened his mouth silently and said, "Fool."

Zhen Bei still smiled, as if scratching her head without understanding, Zhen Hao looked at him with a sneer and thought what he was communicating with the idiot.

The time of departure was quickly set, and equipment and scarce supplies would soon arrive.

Under the palace.

Wen Feng smiled and hugged his arms, leaning under the acacia tree, watching Wang Xiaomei holding a'short and powerful' dagger as a gesture.

"Xiao ba, compared to this dagger, I suggest you use the one just now." Wen Feng said.

Wang Xiaoma looked at the dazzling dagger and raised his eyebrows with the black rusty dagger on the ground. "It's more powerful than you think!"

"The quality of the sword is not to see whether it is clean and shiny, only the new or decorative blade will be very sharp, that is called'thief light', in fact, the real sword is heavy and strong, and the sharp edge of the show is only used for a long time. Only then will there be a'treasure' that is revealed after frequent use. Of course, except for special soft swords."

"Ah? That's it." Wang Xiaoa, who didn't know the goods, looked at the dagger with jewels in his hand, as if it was filled with ‘bells and whistles. ’

He silently picked up the black dagger on the ground and continued to look at the ‘milk dog’s teeth’ and gestured against the air.

It seems as if you are ready to come and die with the group of unscrupulous things that dig your own grave!

Wen Feng slowly reached out his hand and silently covered his mouth.

Brother-in-law, brother-in-law...

...Uh.

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