"That little fellow!"
He followed Ma Xiaoling and Ninth Uncle into the hall.
At this moment, the huge dragon that Qin Feng had turned into a puppy did not look at the two of them first.
Instead, his gaze fell on Little Brother Qilin.
This little brother Qilin had actually been to this hall before.
Even Qin Feng did not know about this.
Because at that time, it was unknown whether he was in seclusion or in deep sleep.
In short, his perception of the outside world was very weak at that time.
And at that time, the little brother Qilin and the few people who followed him were terrifyingly weak.
Its aura was similar to that of a candle in the wind!
Hence, Qin Feng was not alarmed.
However, he really did not expect this little fellow to dare to come back.
It still remembered how miserable their team was back then.
When they arrived, there was a team of nearly 50 people.
When they left, there were only five people left.
Moreover, other than this little brother Qilin, all five of them were seriously injured.
Even if he went out, he wouldn't be able to live for more than seven days.
The reason for this is because the mechanisms set up in Qin Feng's tomb are indeed extremely abnormal.
Although there were not many of them, they were all the best.
It was enough to kill people without them noticing.
As for Qin Feng, although the Qin Dynasty had decided to suppress him back then.
However, the various standards and etiquette were indeed the highest standards in the entire Qin Dynasty, second only to Qin Shihuang!
After all, the person who had received the order to set up the traps in this tomb was the one who had caused everyone in the world to tremble in fear!
Also, after Qin Feng met with an accident, he was originally his subordinate.
The top-notch assassin organization, Sandstorm, had perfected the foundation of the network.
When Qin Feng was around, they did not protect him well.
He did not fulfill his responsibilities as a subject.
After he left, they would not allow anyone to disturb him.
As a result, this place had become a true gate to hell, the entrance to the abyss.
This little brother Qilin was able to bring a group of people through thousands of dangers into this hall. It was already very impressive.
Here, the dragon also had a question, which was how this little brother had opened the door of this hall in the first place.
After all, this door was very special.
Even though the password for the switch was not Ma Xiaoling.
However, it was definitely not a simple thing.
Logically speaking, he had no reason to know.
Of course, opening this door was not a good thing.
If it was the Bridge of Helplessness before, then behind this door was the true 18 levels of hell.
This was because there was a perfect illusion here.
As long as they entered this place.
Even if you don't care, don't look, don't smell, and don't care.
He would still fall for it.
That was why that team would kill each other in the end.
The reason why the little brother acted like that just now was probably because he remembered something he didn't want to think about.
He carried more than 40 corpses out alone, some of which he even killed himself.
No one would understand this feeling!
As for why it was so easy to enter this time?
It was because Qin Feng had woken up and he wanted them to come in.
Therefore, most of the mechanisms were shut down with a single thought.
All that was left behind was the simplest golden brick wall and the bewitching path!
"Pa pa pa"
As the dragon looked at the little brother Qilin with a myriad of thoughts in its eyes.
At this moment, Ma Xiaoling finally arrived at the bottom of the ancient bronze coffin.
At the same time, all directions appeared.
With the bronze coffin as the center.
Square after square of white jade tiles appeared.
There are a total of eight white jade tiles
Although it was not as exaggerated as not having a narrow escape.
However, there were also eight deaths and one life!
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