Tomb Robber: The Last Mountain Guardian
45 The Black Sandfly’s transformation into fresh flowers

The night

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It turned out to be the people who stayed outside.

Seeing that the city gate was sealed, and then seeing the flames inside, the screams were endless. They were worried that something had happened to Chen Yulou and Old crooked Luo.

However, the city walls were too high, and they could not climb up at all.

As a result, the engineer battalion brought in a large amount of explosives from the outside and blew up the thousand-kilogram gate that sealed the city gate. Even a large part of the city wall was destroyed.

Seeing this.

The people on the city wall couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised.

When they reached the bottom of the rope, the engineer battalion had already extinguished the fire with gravel.

However, when they saw the tragic state of the ancient city and the appearance of the few people who survived, their eyes were filled with fear. It was impossible to imagine what they had experienced within the wall.

"Let's leave this place first."

"Bring a few people and carry Marshal Luo.”

Chen Yulou had been to the gates of the nether world several times, and now that he had survived, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

He bit the tip of his tongue and let the pain stimulate him. Only then did he wake up a little. He instructed the workers and engineers outside to help the injured people leave.

The group of people had long been frightened by the tragic situation in the ancient city. How could they dare to stay? They ran along the path they came from as if they were fleeing for their lives.

"Are you alright?"

Feng Bai and Miss Hong were at the back.

Looking at the traces of smoke on her body and her extremely pale face, Feng Bai couldn't help but feel sorry for her as he lowered his head and followed behind her.

"I'm fine."

Miss Hong forced a smile, indicating that she was fine.

Previously, she had been protected by him and had not been stabbed by the arrow. It was just that she had experienced too many life and death situations in a short period of time, making her feel mentally and physically exhausted.

"This time, Xie Ling suffered heavy casualties. Shopkeeper, perhaps he will return to the Tan Family Village.”

"It won't happen."

Hearing her words, Feng Bai shook his head.

Whether it was Chen Yulou or Old Crooked Luo, they were both ruthless people. So many people had died on both sides in the past few days.

If he went back like this, not only would he lose all his face, Chen Yulou would not even be able to sit firmly on the throne of the top dog of Mount Everlasting Victory. The hearts of the people on the mountain would also collapse.

In particular, he had his two great helpers. Hua Ma Guai and Kunlun had both died because of the ancient tomb at Ping Shan. How could Chen Yulou give up halfway?

Not to mention Old Crooked Luo, as the head of the Xiangyin warlord, he had brought hundreds of people from thousands of miles to this barren mountain and river to rob the tomb.

In the end, he didn't even see a coffin piece, and he even lost an eye.

If he went back like this, he would definitely become a joke.

With his tyrannical and brutal personality, how could he accept such a defeat? When he woke up this time, he would probably dig up the entire bottle mountain in a fit of anger.

Miss Hong was even more dejected.

Although she had a strong temperament, she lacked the ruthlessness in her bones.

Chen Yulou was able to sit on the top position because, apart from a few people, he did not care about the lives of ordinary bandits.

In ancient times, it was said that a general's success would be achieved by ten thousand bones.

It was also applicable in an inverted bucket. After stealing an ancient tomb, countless lives would be filled in.

"Don't think too much. There will be a way out when the car comes to the mountain.”

Feng Bai patted her head and comforted her softly.

However, he was thinking about something else.

Francolin Whistle was probably coming soon.

As the team returned to the camp, there was a military doctor in the team brought by Old Crooked Luo. He was not destined to die. After the arrow was shot into his left eye, he pulled it out in time.

Otherwise, if the kerosene on the arrow seeped into the blood marrow, even the gods would not be able to save it.

He had a good foundation. He thought that he wouldn't be able to make it, so he even used ginseng slices to keep him alive. Who knew that at night, crooked old Luo actually woke up on his own?

He sat in the shop and cursed for a long time.

He said that he was going to go back and bring all his soldiers over to dig out the entire Ping Mountain and then chop up the bones of the tomb owner to vent his hatred.

Almost everyone in the camp could hear his profanities.

In the end, Chen Yulou personally persuaded him to give up.

However, the two of them still agreed that they would not return until they robbed the ancient tomb of Bottle Mountain.

In the next few days.

Old Crooked Man Luo was recuperating in the camp, and Chen Yulou stayed in his tent for a few days, almost never leaving the house.

He had been thinking about how he could break this tomb.

Even though he could enter the underground palace directly from the entrance of the abyss, the poisonous insects hidden in the deep valley were a huge hidden danger.

Thinking of the tragic scene when the flower crutch died, he felt his scalp go numb.

If they entered from the deep pit, no matter how many lives they had, it would not be enough to fill the traps.

After thinking about it, he still felt that he needed to ask for the help of those Mountain Moving Taoist.

After all, he had heard of the Moving Mountain Dividing Armor Technique, not to mention the Dividing Mountain Digging Armor Armor on Francolin Whistle's body, which was a sharp weapon that could break open the Bottle Mountain.

However, in the vast mountains of Miao Jiang, it was as difficult as ascending to the heavens to find a few people.

He could only wait quietly.

During this period, Feng Bai did not rest. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, he went into the abyss a few more times and caught quite a number of poisonous creatures, throwing them into the insect feeding bag to feed.

In just a few days, more than half of the black sandflies were gone, and only one was left.

Separated by the insect feeding bag.

He could almost feel the vicious aura and monstrous flames emanating from the poisonous bug. Even Feng Bai was a little shocked.

However, with the insect repelling spell, he did not have to worry about the backlash.

However, he still managed to control it a few times, which strengthened the connection between him and the poisonous insects.

After swallowing a large amount of poisonous creatures of the same kind, he also found that the black sandfly had undergone a lot of changes.

It was originally pitch-black, but now it was gradually developing into a crimson red color. Moreover, a dark golden line had also appeared on the round shell.

If one looked closely, it was similar to the red line on the back of the six-winged centipede.

Not only that, Feng Bai also noticed that its teeth had become sharper. The poisonous corpses that were thrown in would be crushed in a few moves.

While waiting for Black Sandfly to grow into a King Beetle, time passed quietly.

On the fourth day.

A few figures finally arrived at the camp.

They were the three senior and junior brothers who had gone to the depths of Old Bear Ridge to search for King Yelang's tomb and returned without success.

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