There are a large group of them, and they are still level 65 elite monsters. Even if I am the reincarnation of the God of War, there is no way I can block the attacks of so many blue-light fireflies.
I turned around decisively and rushed into the stone chamber just now. I definitely couldn't outrun someone flying with wings with my two legs, so I kicked open the lid of the only sarcophagus in the stone chamber without thinking.
Then, regardless of whether there was anyone inside, he jumped in and closed the coffin lid.
Phew~
I breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time I felt something strange underneath my body!
I was depressed. There must be the corpse of a certain prince inside. I don’t know how rotten it was. It was so dark that I really didn’t want to imagine it, let alone turn on the effect of the equipment to see what I was pressing on.
What kind of person is the person below?
This is so sad, I seem to smell a strange rancid smell...
Tianhen, do you want it to be so realistic? Forget about the taste, I will just step on a piece of shit!
I don’t know how long it took, but just when I felt like I couldn’t stand it anymore, I quietly removed a crack in the sarcophagus and looked outside.
Fortunately, the blue light on the ceiling is no longer so strong, which means that the blue light fireflies left in the stone chamber have basically left!
After hurriedly jumping out, I wiped, and those fireflies came again.
I asked why there was a firefly in the corner of the stone chamber. It turned out that Leinster and the others knew about this situation, so they did not dare to kill even a lone blue-light firefly! Once one was killed, it would become the target of all blue-light fireflies.
.
Oh my god!
I ran away immediately! While the number of blue-light fireflies is still good now, why don’t I run away?
I ran almost lifelessly all the way out, and it was even more exciting than "Temple Run 2"! I gasped for air in the misty forest for the rest of my life, and the surrounding fog began to become thicker again, with white floating ghosts.
It condensed out of the white mist again.
I just ignored it and came over to me if I could?
Ignoring them, I leaned on a gravel board to catch my breath. At this time, a floating ghost that looked darker in color floated out from among these almost transparent and slightly white floating ghosts.
He walked around me curiously, then sniffed me vigorously, and then said in surprise: "How come you have my breath on you?"
I wipe, your breath??
I rolled my eyes at him, how did you know that I have the aura of the dead... Hmm!
I was shocked. No, there was indeed the aura of the dead on me! Didn't I just hide in the sarcophagus and have close contact with the person inside?
"You can't be just..." I said in surprise. When I thought about it, I felt nauseous. The buns I ate in the morning could make me vomit out.
The floating ghost said with certainty: "Why do you want to break into my resting place?"
"I didn't mean it! Really!" I said seriously. Besides, it really wasn't what I thought. Do you really think it would be comfortable to lie in the same coffin with someone who has been dead for who knows how long?
The floating ghost was originally very angry and wanted to stab me, but they were still very afraid of the dark dragon mark on my forehead!
After all, the dark dragon Krasus can blow them away with a roar.
In desperation, the floating ghost said angrily: "What did you do to my body?"
"Damn it, what do you think I can do?" I couldn't help but curse, "It's already ruined like that, what else can I do?"
"Rotten?" The floating ghost was obviously taken aback, "How could it be? Wang Mingming promised me that he would preserve my body well for me!"
"Do you believe the promises made by politicians?" I said with a smile.
The floating ghost was obviously hit hard, "He, he betrayed me? He didn't abide by our agreement!"
In fact, I don’t know what the ins and outs are, but as a person in power, this little trick of deceiving people is often played. Otherwise, can you be tricked into working for him?
"Probably!" I said casually.
The floating ghost is really angry now. I can see that his expression is exaggerated and angry, but there is nothing he can do about it! The color of his eyes also slowly changed from white to dark red, and his ID also changed slightly.
: "Floating ghost" became "cursed soul".
I looked at this strange change in astonishment, and at the same time I couldn't help but be on guard.
The floating ghost is afraid of the mark of the dark dragon, but it is unclear whether this "cursed soul" will be desperate because of strong resentment? What if, he rushes up...
"You, what do you want to do?" I looked at it in surprise.
"The cursed soul" said with infinite anger on his face: "He betrayed me! He didn't abide by the agreement! I'm going to kill him..."
"Wait, when did you die?"
"Year xxx in the magic calendar!"
"Oh, stop looking! The king who betrayed you has been dead for who knows how many years!" I said lightly.
"Dead?" This "cursed soul" suddenly said with great loss, "Dead?" and then laughed loudly, "Haha, no one can escape birth, old age, illness and death! He thought that using my blood to sacrifice the armor would be enough.
Stay young forever, live forever, and in the end, ashes return to ashes, and dust returns to dust?"
Then, the ID of this "cursed soul" changed again and became "Go-Jiang". I couldn't help but be stunned and asked in my heart: "Where is Mo Xie?"
As a result, this guy asked seriously: "Do you know my wife?"
"These... two famous people, how could I not recognize them? It's a pity that we are not from the same era!" I said nonsensically.
Ganjiang smiled bitterly and said sadly: "I was killed innocently by Wang, so my wife must not be able to escape either..." Then he looked at me and said a little restrainedly, "I wonder if you can do me a favor?
"
"Save your wife?" I almost blurted out, thinking about it I knew it was impossible.
"If she is still alive..." Gan Jiang said dejectedly, but he also knew that this was impossible, so he continued, "When my husband and I were alive, one made swords for the king and the other made armor for the king, but now they
The tragic situation of being scattered in two places..."
"Brother, you should be more open-minded. He has been dead for so many years!" I said comfortingly.
But this general said a little persistently: "No! I once promised her that even if we die, we will die together and be buried together!" Then he placed his ardent hope on me and said, "You must
Help me! As long as you promise to take my body to find Mo Xie’s burial place and bury us together, I will repay you!”
"How do I repay him?" I looked him up and down several times, like a man who got into a taxi in a country, and I looked to see where he would get the money from.
The general said cruelly: "I once built an undefeated armored warrior for the king. As long as you are willing to help me, I will pass on my many years of armor-making experience to you!"
