When Qi Lechuan heard the movement behind him, he rolled his eyes. The Zhang family's eyes were always growing in the sky, and they were all conceited and tight. The only thing that could make them bow their heads was the strong.

"What is your mask?" She saw the yellow mask in Zhang Haixun's hand from the beginning of her eyes, and for a moment she remembered the information about Thousand Faces that she got in Atuna some time ago.

Zhang Haixun took the mask and compared it on his face. His face was filled with the boy's obscene, "You have never seen a little rustic guy, this is called a dirty face."

Before Qi Lechuan was unhappy, Qi Jiujiu came over and snatched the mask with a wave.

Qi Lechuan is too lazy to care about it, and he is scolded as a rustic guy, so why are she caring about it?

Sure enough, Zhang Haixun was so funny that he was so angry that he couldn't catch up and beat him, and he didn't even take back the mask.

Qi Jiujiu followed his movements and took the mask on his face to compare, "Come and grab it, your short legs."

Zhang Haixun's face changed. His youthful appearance had not yet grown up. His height was about the same as Qi Lechuan, and he was one head taller than Qi Jiujiu.

"Stinky ghost, you're dead!" He pounced on him.

Qi Jiujiu suddenly turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared, and Zhang Haixun crashed straight into the stone wall, with a ferocious face.

Qi Lechuan couldn't bear to look directly and walked in silently holding the broken candlestick.

Huang Shier stood on her shoulder, looking back from time to time to watch the fun.

As soon as I stepped into the main tomb, a sob sounded behind me.

Qi Lechuan frowned, feeling it was too noisy, so he turned around and pinched Qi Jiujiu's ear, "I said have you played enough?"

Qi Jiujiu squatted down slightly to cooperate with her, looking innocent, "I didn't even touch him."

I saw that Zhang Haixun's big eyes had begun to fall off little pearls. He felt so aggrieved, his nose turned red, and he was not as majestic as he had just fought with Qi Lechuan.

Qi Lechuan glared at the little ghost and said, "Give the dirty noodles back to others."

Qi Jiujiu suddenly threw it to Zhang Haixun, almost hitting someone in the face.

She thought that he could shut up and not cry.

As a result, the crying became louder.

Grandma's, it's the first time I saw the Zhang family crying so fiercely.

Qi Jiujiu was at a loss for a moment, so why not comfort the Zhang man?

Qi Lechuan patted Xiaojiu, pointed to the coffin in the main tomb chamber, and said, "Go open the coffin."

Qi Jiujiu lowered his head and asked, "Don't you coax him?"

"Why are you coaxing him? He just beat me up and made him cry. The matter is important." Qi Lechuan didn't even look at him and went to open the coffin with Qi Jiujiu.

Qi Jiujiu curled his lips, "Isn't that what's the use of crying?" Stupid Chuan wouldn't pity him.

Zhang Haixun's eyes were red when he cried, and he wiped it with his hands. Seeing that they ignored him, he continued to cry.

Qi Lechuan took out a crowbar and pried open the coffin. He thought he could welcome the fat man out, but Zhao Ce appeared.

She subconsciously retreated one meter.

Zhao Ce stood up in the coffin, glanced at them, and said, "Who made my child cry?"

Qi Lechuan narrowed his eyes, his aura was a little familiar. Her lips slightly opened and her tone was firm, "You are Zhang Haike, where is my fat brother?!"

She glanced at Qi Jiujiu, and Qi Jiujiu knew it and picked up Zhang Haixun who was sitting on the ground crying. He was not allowed to treat him as a hostage at this time.

Zhang Haixun stopped crying, snorted, and cursed at Zhao Ce, "Zhang Haike, you liar! They took my pants and snatched my dirty face. I will never go to a mission with you again."

His crying voice changed, and he was still so mad and fierce as soon as he spoke.

Zhang Haike couldn't stand it, looking very shocked. He didn't expect Qi Lechuan to fight and take off his pants.

Qi Lechuan looked over and his eyes were almost straightened.

Grandma's, it's the first time I saw the Zhang family crying so pitiful.

Qi Jiujiu was dissatisfied and turned sideways to block her view. What's the good thing about a little kid who can cry?

Can the most handsome and handsome ghost king in the Three Realms be beautiful?

Zhang Haike raised his hand and took off his mask, revealing a very familiar face. Yes, it was Wuxie's handsome face with a bookish aura.

Qi Lechuan approached the coffin and saw that there was another person below. He complained, "That's right, you are too unkind to do things. You treat our fat brother as a cushion. You have to lose two taels of meat if you pressed it."

Qi Jiujiu was very fast and hurriedly pulled the fat man out of the coffin.

In this way, he naturally exchanged hostages with Zhang Haike.

Zhang Haixun sniffed, stood behind Zhang Haike, poked his back with his hand, and reported seriously, "I can beat that sissy, but I can't deal with her little devil."

Zhang Haike looked back and answered, "Okay."

Sister-in-law?

Qi Lechuan was so amused that he helped the fat man who was still fainting and said, "Okay, uncle, go out to chat?"

Zhang Haike nodded in agreement.

After coming out from below, the fat man fell asleep before dawn, and probably couldn't wake up in just a few hours.

Qi Jiujiu was warned not to tease Zhang Haixun anymore. No one coaxed him. He could only carry Huang Shier to squat and play.

Zhang Haixun was far away and sat under the lamp wiping his mask.

On a square wooden table, Qi Lechuan and Zhang Haike face to face.

"I met the little boy again." He poured a cup of hot water, and the steam was still emitting.

The face behind the steam seemed to have a filter, which was exactly the same as Wuxie, and even the tone of speaking.

"Uncle, I haven't shown up for you for so long. It's really heartbreaking to turn me into the tomb as soon as I show up." She covered her little heart, as if she was so heartbreaking.

Zhang Haike didn't care about her name, took out a few copies of information from her backpack and threw it on the table, "I'm even more heartbroken. I don't know which little guy sent someone to check me. I have to clean up a few rumors on it myself. It's really troublesome."

"Tsk, I heard that you killed another fake Wuxie some time ago. What are you going to do to find Wuxie like this?" She put her hands crossed on the table, and her attitude was much more serious.

"If you can provide a pure position, I will tell you my purpose." Zhang Haike sat upright, smiling at the corner of his mouth. His smile was really innocent.

She blurted out the next second, "You might as well go to his hometown to have a look."

The teammates sold too quickly, and they were fake when they heard it. Zhang Haike understood her. He was full of words and was running on the train. Sometimes he didn't need to be too ignorant, so he just started talking.

What's more, Wuxie's hometown is not her territory. If he went to Changsha, he would probably not have sent the heads to him thousands of miles away.

"Baby, do you have a truth in your mouth?" He twitched slightly, and he looked a little disgusted.

Grandma's, it was disliked by "Wuxie" for the first time.

"Everything is true. I have a big deal to ask you to cooperate with. Once it is successful, you will be my only uncle!" She raised her eyebrows, and her tone was so passionate.
Chapter completed!