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Chapter 1286 something is wrong

Hearing what the mustached man said, Zhang Fan paused slightly, looked back at the mustachioed man and the white-faced man and asked, "You really don't need me to go out?"

"No!" The man with the mustache responded happily.

There was a hint of hesitation on the white-faced man's face, but when he saw the mustache man responded, he didn't say anything more.

"Sit down and talk." Then, the man with the mustache turned his attention to the white-faced man and said.

The white-faced man nodded slightly, glanced at Zhang Fan, and then said: "The identity of the old woman has been found out."

"What's your identity?" the man with the mustache asked immediately.

"He is from the Thunder Sect." The white-faced man replied. While the white-faced man spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Zhang Fan again.

Zhang Fan certainly noticed the white-faced man's gaze, so his expression did not change at all, except for a blank look in his eyes.

Seeing Zhang Fan's appearance, the white-faced man's somewhat nervous mood completely relaxed, because, judging from Zhang Fan's expression, it seemed that Zhang Fan didn't know about the Thunder Sect, or that he didn't understand the Xuanmen.

thing.

Although Zhang Fan's expression did not change, he was still a little surprised. He did not expect that this old woman was from the Thunder Sect. His friend Qiao Long was also a member of the Thunder Sect. The old woman was not interested in the tomb.

With such understanding, the Thunder Sect and Qiao Long, the senior leaders of the Thunder Sect, must know what the treasure in the tomb is.

Zhang Fan is very curious about the things in the tomb. His relationship with Qiao Long is pretty good, but he can't call Qiao Long rashly and ask about the situation of the tomb. After all, Zhang Fan also wants to get the treasure in the tomb.

The two people at that time were on opposite sides.

"Thunder Sect..." The mustachioed man muttered to himself. After thinking for a while, he frowned tightly.

Seeing the mustache man frowning, the white-faced man asked: "What's wrong? Brother?"

"I feel something is wrong." The man with the mustache said solemnly.

"Something's wrong? What's wrong?" the white-faced man followed closely.

"Her strength is not comparable to that of a first-class sect like the Thunder Sect. Why would the Thunder Sect send someone with such a weak strength to seize this treasure? In addition, she would rather cooperate and compromise with us than call their sect

The doorman came over, why?" the mustache asked.

Hearing the mustache man's words, the white-faced man's pupils shrank slightly. After thinking for a while, he looked at the mustache man and said, "Is it possible that she came here carrying someone from their sect?"

The man with the mustache glanced at the white-faced man and said: "This is just one possibility. There is another possibility that she did it on purpose. After we get the treasure, the people from the Thunder Sect will reap the benefits.

In this way, the Thunder Sect can obtain the maximum benefit at the minimum cost."

Hearing what the man with a mustache said, the white-faced man frowned tightly. It was not impossible that what the man with a mustache said was possible.

"Brother, what should we do next?" the white-faced man asked.

The mustached man sighed slightly, "Now that things have developed to this point,

We can only keep going, after all, we still want to get the treasure in the tomb.

We can only be more cautious, we rely on the old woman to help us defeat the two mummies, and get rid of them as much as possible after entering the depths of the tomb passage."

Hearing this, the white-faced man nodded heavily and said: "Okay, brother, then I will do as you say."

After the two of them made their decision, they both subconsciously turned their attention to Zhang Fan. When the two of them were discussing just now, they were so focused that they ignored Zhang Fan sitting next to them.

Seeing the sharp eyes between the two of them, Zhang Fan laughed and said: "Don't worry, you two. I will never tell anyone what you just said. I am only interested in money. As long as you don't take me seriously."

Just throw it away."

"Mr. Zhang, don't worry, we won't get rid of you." The man with the mustache said with a slight smile.

"That's good." Zhang Fan also smiled slightly.

Zhang Fan glanced at the time, looked at the two of them and said, "It's dinner time now. Let's eat and replenish our strength. Then we'll go up the mountain to Dageng Village."

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the man with the mustache and the man with the white face nodded, called the waiter over, and the three of them ordered some food. The food was quickly served on the table, and the three of them finished the food quickly.

After eating, the man with the mustache called the old woman. Zhang Fan learned that the old woman had finished her restorative practice and her body had almost completely recovered. Soon the old woman arrived.

At the restaurant, the old woman ate a bowl of noodles, and the four of them went up the mountain to Dageng Village.

The four of them decided on the road to go directly to the forbidden area of ​​Dageng Village. Zhang Fan could clearly see that the bossy feeling that the man with the mustache and the white-faced man had when they faced the old woman had completely disappeared, but there was so much in their eyes.

There was a bit of vigilance.

Moreover, apart from the decision to come directly to the forbidden area of ​​Dageng Village, the three of them had no other communication.

In about forty minutes, the four of them successfully entered the tomb, crossed the suspension bridge, passed through the cave on the other side of the suspension bridge, and entered directly into the depths of the tomb. After going around the bend in front of them, they found the two bodies from before.

The mummies who fought with the two.

"One person against one?" the mustachioed man looked at the old woman and asked.

"It's okay if you don't mind wasting time." The old woman replied calmly.

Hearing what the old woman said, the white-faced man frowned slightly and scolded angrily: "Don't wait here with me. You have to understand that you are not our opponent now. Without us, you can't defeat this person."

Two mummies entered the depths of the tomb passage."

Hearing the white-faced man's words, the old woman sneered and said: "You are right, I can't defeat those two mummies without you, but can you defeat them without me?"

"You..." The white-faced man pointed at the old woman angrily, and was speechless for a moment.

"We just each take what we need," the old woman continued.

The white-faced man wanted to continue to be angry, but the mustached man pressed his shoulder and signaled the white-faced man to stop talking.

In fact, the man with the mustache was a little angry in his heart, but what the old woman said made sense, that is, everyone gets what he needs, and he still needed the old woman's help, so the man with the mustache said: "Then let's start with

With this plan, if I defeat the mummies first, I will help you. Let's get rid of these two mummies as soon as possible so that we can enter the depths of the tomb passage as soon as possible."

(End of chapter)


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