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Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the man with the mustache and the man with the white face were slightly startled. They subconsciously sensed the atmosphere around the suspension bridge.
"Huh? Why is there no telepathy around here?" the white-faced man said in surprise.
"It's really like this, I really don't have telekinesis anymore!" The man with the mustache said in surprise.
"What are you two mumbling about up there?" Zhang Fan shouted and asked.
"Little sir, you can go up the suspension bridge." The white-faced man turned to look at Zhang Fan and replied.
"Why?"
"There is no telepathy up here, so it won't put your life in danger. Come up quickly."
Hearing the white-faced man's answer, Zhang Fan's eyes lit up and he nodded seriously, "Okay!"
While Zhang Fan was talking, he stepped onto the suspension bridge. Indeed, there was no telepathy on the suspension bridge. This made Zhang Fan feel very strange. He didn't know why this happened.
Zhang Fan shook off his thoughts and quickly followed the two men with mustaches. The three of them came to the other side of the suspension bridge together.
After arriving on the other side of the suspension bridge, the white-faced man took the lead and walked towards the entrance of the cave. He knew that there was a barrier at the entrance of the cave, and subconsciously reached out to touch the barrier. But to his surprise, his hand passed through very easily.
The location of the cave entrance.
"Brother, the barrier has disappeared. We didn't see the old woman on the way here. The old woman must have entered the tomb passage." The white-faced man looked back at the man with the mustache and said.
Hearing the words of the white-faced man, a grim look appeared on the face of the man with mustache, "Then let's enter the tomb passage as soon as possible."
The white-faced man nodded solemnly, and then the two of them entered the depths of the tomb passage without any further hesitation, with Zhang Fan following closely behind.
This tomb passage was not like the tomb passages Zhang Fan had seen before, with the floors and walls being very smooth, but a pitted scene, as if it was formed naturally and had not been modified.
After walking for about three minutes, the three of them heard a loud "boom" from the tomb passage.
The next moment, they saw a black shadow fly out from the depths of the tomb passage and hit the direction of the three of them. The three of them quickly made way out of the way, only to see the black shadow hit the ground heavily.
With a loud "collapse", the gravel on the ground scattered, and the black shadow rubbed the ground again and slid three or four meters away.
The eyes and lights of the three people instantly fell on the black figure. The black figure was none other than the old woman.
The old woman who was neatly dressed before and looked slightly elegant now became ragged, covered in blood, and looked extremely embarrassed. Moreover, there was a look of pain on her face, and her right hand was still tightly clenched.
Holding the mineral water bottle filled with the blood of Village Chief Yao.
Seeing this scene, the man with the white face and the man with the mustache were completely relieved. The old woman probably did not get the treasure in the tomb.
The old woman glanced at the three people and struggled to stand up. His eyes were full of vigilance as he looked at the three people. At the same time, he subconsciously stuffed the mineral water bottle filled with blood into his pocket.
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The old woman slowly walked backwards while watching the three of them warily.
How could the man with the mustache and the man with the white face not be able to see through him?
thought?
The white-faced man sneered and said, "What? You want to run away?"
Upon hearing the white-faced man's words, the old woman's body paused slightly, and the corners of her mouth trembled slightly.
The old woman is now seriously injured and her body is very weak. Let alone a strong person in the second level, anyone who practices Qi can kill her.
"There is no grudge between us. It is best to live in harmony. I just want to leave here. There is no way to escape." The old woman pretended to be calm and said.
Hearing what the old woman said, the white-faced man sneered and said, "Then what if I don't let you go today?"
"Why don't you let me go?" the old woman asked.
"I don't want you to leave, so I won't let you leave!" the white-faced man said condescendingly.
"You..." The old woman pointed at the white-faced man and narrowed her eyes slightly.
"What am I? You are a piece of fish on the chopping board now, please be more honest!" the white-faced man scolded in a hateful voice.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan shook his head helplessly. The old woman who was so domineering before could no longer be so domineering.
The man with the mustache had been quietly watching the situation in front of him without speaking.
After a short period of thinking, the old woman sighed heavily and said, "How can you let me go?"
Hearing what the old woman said, the white-faced man turned his attention to the man with the mustache.
"Tell me what you just experienced, and give me the bottle of blood in your pocket, and I will let you leave." The man with the mustache said calmly.
Hearing this, the old woman frowned tightly. After taking a deep breath, he said helplessly: "Okay, I tell you, I will give you this bottle of blood too."
After saying that, the old woman threw the bottle of blood directly in the direction of the man with the mustache. The man with the mustache took the bottle of blood and handed it to the white-faced man.
"Tell me, what's going on inside?" the man with a mustache said.
"There are two mummies inside. The combat effectiveness of these two mummies is very strong. According to the realm of Qi cultivation, their physical combat capabilities are equivalent to mine. They are both in the fifth stage of Qi movement realm.
I can't defeat them alone, so I can't be beaten out." The old woman replied, mummies are different from zombies. Mummies cannot be restrained by Taoist magic or talismans, and can only be controlled by pure physical combat power.
"Besides, what else did you see inside?" the mustached man continued to ask.
"I didn't see anything else," the old woman replied.
"Stop playing tricks with us!" The white-faced man narrowed his eyes and scolded sternly.
The old woman gave a bitter smile and said: "Do I need to play tricks with you at this time? I still want to live!"
The man with the mustache glanced at the old woman, then looked back at the depths of the tomb passage. Just as the old woman said, her current tricks were tantamount to courting death.
"Why did the telepathy on the suspension bridge outside disappear?" the man with a mustache continued to ask.
Hearing the mustached man's words, a look of surprise appeared on the old woman's face, "What? The telepathy on the suspension bridge has disappeared?"
"You don't know?" the white-faced man asked with a frown.
"I don't know. When I came, the telepathy on the suspension bridge had not disappeared." The old woman also had a look of doubt on her face.
"After you entered this place, apart from smashing the barrier and fighting the two mummies, what else did you do?" the mustached man asked.
"Besides these two things, I have done nothing else," the old woman replied.