Under the dark shade of trees in the distance, Wanwan Tu was obviously stunned for a moment when he heard the term tree burial.

Although many people in the outside world think that he is a reckless man, and he is indeed as others think, he has not achieved any academic achievements for so many years, but in fact he has been struggling in the ancient god world for many years, and has long been

He has accumulated quite a wealth of experience, and is no worse than those so-called archaeological experts.

The difference is that he has no way to completely summarize what he knows.

If Chen Bojun were here, he would be able to accurately tell the historical origin of tree burial, as well as the principles of this weird living burial ceremony, and tell you why it is dangerous and how to avoid it.

And "Ten Thousand Massacre" can only say four words, damn, run!

But he knew that the little brat from the Gu family was right.

"Okay."

He muttered: "I even know Shu Burian, no wonder he is so crazy."

Although he was very reluctant, he still took out a booklet with a list of rescue teams.

He put a check mark behind Gu Jianlin's name.

Just like in kindergarten, whichever child performs well will be rewarded with a piece of candy.

After the final mission is over, the merits will be awarded according to this.

"We'll see what you do later."

The next moment, he once again showed a crazy expression like a lunatic.

Sometimes sneer, sometimes numb, sometimes ferocious.

Obviously, none of the team members present had heard of tree burial, and they all looked astonished.

Gu Jianlin did not deliberately want to appear holy in front of others.

But let the unlucky Lao Gu play his due role.

Don’t let paper money go to waste.

"Tree burial?"

Nightmare's face changed slightly and questioned: "How come I haven't heard of it? How did you know about it? You can't accurately name this method of living burial based on the profile. Could it be that you..."

He didn't dare to say anything too harshly because he was afraid of being hacked.

But before he finished speaking, an iron sword with a cold light was already placed on his neck.

"Do you really want to be the brainless villain who gets slapped in the face in the novel? You have to find someone decent to find trouble. Since you are a fifth-level prophet, why don't you divine the truth yourself?"

At some point, Tang Ling's long frost-white hair was dyed a flame-like red. Her vermilion eyes were filled with arrogance and disdain. She raised her chin and said, "I am the leader of this operation. Don't look for me."

Uncomfortable."

Gu Jianlin was a little surprised. He found that this girl didn't seem to change her color because she needed to fight.

The reason for her change of color is actually her temper!

Her white hair turned into red hair, and she immediately turned into an irritable old lady. She would draw a sword and kill her teammates if she disagreed.

After everyone saw this red hair, they were all silent.

No one dares to say weird things.

"Well...I know."

Nightmare cleared her throat and took a step back awkwardly.

Tang Ling was still unwilling to give up, pointing her sword at him: "Huh?"

When Nightmare saw the strange looks in his teammates' eyes, his face turned red.

Then he took a deep breath: "I'm sorry, team leader! I was wrong!"

Tang Ling narrowed her crimson eyes: "Huh?"

Nightmare's face was extremely ugly, and he bowed deeply: "Team leader, deputy leader, I'm sorry, I was wrong!"

Tang Ling took back the iron sword with satisfaction and said calmly: "Be careful next time."

Others in the rescue team seemed to have become accustomed to this scene.

Gu Jianlin asked in a low voice: "Has she always been like this?"

The team members looked at each other, but no one dared to talk about this grumpy old lady in private.

In the end, Shuguang, a good old man, said: "Brother, how do you think she got into the first echelon? It's because she beat up everyone below the top ten, so that no one in the top ten accepted her challenge.

It’s like you stepped on the little princess and entered the second echelon. Otherwise, how could you possibly convince the public?"

Ji Xiaoyu was biting her handkerchief in anger. In her eyes, they were just a couple.

The hatred value is unprecedentedly high.

Tang Ling is fine, as long as she resists fiercely, she can't do anything to you.

Sword sect, ghost slaying, ancient martial arts.

These three inheritance paths, which have no ability except fighting, are known as the three illusory gods.

Gu Jianlin is even more terrifying. He is a damn god who can suck you into paralysis. He actually has mastered the outrageous breathing technique of the Realm of Freedom, making you powerless to resist.

Then the street lights were hung.

The key is that this guy still has patience. The more you resist, the harder he will beat you.

And I still beat him all the time, and I never get tired of it.

With the little princess’s IQ, how could one know that this boy was using her as a living target to practice his martial arts.

"Concentrate and stay away from the surrounding trees."

Tang Ling ordered.

Gu Jianlin glanced at her and asked casually: "Are you so fierce?"

Tang Ling glanced at him, but she was not as fierce as before, and said calmly: "This mission will still have to be considered for meritorious service later on. You don't have a growth-type mythical weapon so far, right?"

Gu Jianlin thought, so that’s it.

This woman actually takes good care of herself.

The next thing is very simple. Now that ancient ruins have been discovered, it’s just one word.

Move!

All the funerary objects here are very valuable, and they may be able to unearth the history of the ancient gods.

Among this group of people, Tang Ling was actually the most interested in these burial objects, so she packed them all up.

His movements were careful and very professional and skillful.

Others are different. They are more concerned about their own safety and the traces of missing persons.

Many people here come with missions.

Most likely, the forces behind them issued an order to find the missing people.

Therefore, they are more or less worried.

Only Tang Ling is focused on collecting meritorious deeds.

Gu Jianlin looked at this woman. He had been thinking about one thing before.

Tang Ling is obviously the descendant of Jianzhong, a student of the natural disaster, and is also valued by the president. Her own talent is very good. To use a more embarrassing term, she is the sweet girl of heaven.

But she was dressed quite plainly, just a simple white jacket, camisole, and a pair of shorts.

It’s hard to say whether the total amount of his body will cost more than 200 yuan.

Compared with the ones with beads, the price is hugely different.

And her mobile phone is quite old.

On the contrary, the cosmetics taken out of the bag can be considered high-end products.

Although there is still a gap between it and the ones with beads, at least it is not junk.

This is totally unreasonable.

No matter who looks at her, she should be the type who has everything she wants and is born to have everything.

When Gu Jianlin was describing her personality portrait, he felt a strong sense of violation here.

Maybe it's because of frugality, but the possibility is slim.

She just used her limited money wisely.

So the question is, how come this girl has no money?

And when she recharges games, she doesn’t look like she has no money.

Suddenly, there was a burst of eerie laughter in the dense forest.

"Who's laughing!"
To be continued...