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Chapter 1154

These two people are really dedicated.

It's a good thing that there is no Internet access here, otherwise the live broadcast would probably be started directly.

Long Miaomiao asked Chen Yan: "Is he right?"

Chen Yan's eyes were cleansed with spiritual power, piercing and clear, and he had the ability to see things clearly than others. He said, "It should be about the same."

He walked over to a corpse and knelt down, taking a closer look.

At this moment, someone in front let out a painful howl.

This is a foreigner.

He held his throat, as if he couldn't breathe.

His companion next to him supported him and asked loudly what was going on.

In the blink of an eye, their companions also covered their throats and screamed strangely. Everyone stepped away in fear. Under the flashlight, they saw their eyes quickly turning white and black lines appearing on their faces.

It only took about twenty seconds for him to die suddenly.

"W-what's going on?"

"Is there really a ghost?"

Everyone's face is full of fear, and unknown dangers are the scariest.

Yuan Shuhui asked Ren Tianxing: "Master Ren, what is going on? Are there ghosts in this world?"

Ren Tianxing acted like a master and said: "Ghosts are transformed by resentment. They persist after death and evil spirits take shape. Naturally, they do exist. However, what is more terrifying than ghosts in the world is the human heart."

"Here I go, is there really a ghost?"

"I've never seen a ghost before."

"What does a ghost look like?"

Listening to these chatter, Long Miaomiao couldn't help but get closer to Chen Yan. Only when her body was close could she feel a sense of security. However, Chen Yan suddenly stretched out his hand to stop her: "Don't come close."

But unexpectedly, he accidentally pressed his palm on a plump mass.

Long Miaomiao froze instantly and his eyes widened.

Chen Yan also immediately noticed something was wrong.

This is really not intentional.

"This is poisonous!"

Long Miaomiao's face turned red. You scumbag, you touched me and you actually said I was poisonous? I'll poison you to death!

Chen Yan quickly retracted his hand: "I'm talking about the corpse. The corpse is poisonous. Don't touch it."

It’s not easy for Long Miaomiao to have an attack here either.

You can't shout loudly: Scumbag, why are you touching my breasts?

"poisonous?"

"Could it be that those two foreigners were not killed by ghosts, but poisoned?"

Zhu Ying turned on the photography mode and walked over and asked.

She has short and medium hair, chestnut color, and in a relatively dark environment, her eyes are round and big. Because Chen Yan was squatting, she bent down in time, and her top was slightly lower, and her eyes suddenly became rounder and bigger.

It makes one's eyes suffocate.

"That's right!"

Chen Yan looked at it several times and said, "It's just poisoning! Did you notice that these corpses all have one characteristic? They all strangled their own necks with their hands. They were not strangled to death by themselves, but because their throats were swollen after being poisoned, making them unable to breathe; but

The real cause of death should be direct brain death, because suffocation will not cause death so quickly."

This sentence was a bit long, and Chen Yan was always squatting.

Well, watching a football match in an ancient tomb can be considered a pleasure.

Long Miaomiao saw all of Chen Yan's behavior, and was so angry that he thought, "Auntie, this scumbag just attacked my breasts, and now he went to peek at a female reporter. You kind of

A man can be a general, it's really God's fault.

Zhu Ying patted her chest with fear on her face: "This is really terrible, Mr. Chen, please protect us!"

Chen Yan blinked: "No problem."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen. It's a pleasure to meet you."

She took a few steps back, pulled her collar, and slightly curved her mouth.

She did it on purpose.

In such a dangerous place, she is a weak woman who doesn't know martial arts and brings a lolita with her. If she wants to get out alive, she can only rely on the strong, and her only capital now is her beauty.

Now it seems that it works very well.


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