"That guy is so old and probably won't lie to me, but why haven't he come back for so long? Isn't it just a trick? BIU~, it's a quick round trip..."

In the ruins under the sinkhole, Emperor Zhu Wu hid in the shadows, muttering while looking up with his head raised.

After an hour passed, there was nothing moving in the sinkhole, but the sound of flapping wings came from behind. When he turned around, he was a little stunned.

"Uncle, why did you emerge from there again?"

The reaction of Fu Ming is exactly the same as that of Fu Sheng, and the resentment is sent directly.

I'm only thirty-six, and I'm in my prime. Do you call me uncle?

My brother looks older than me. Do you have to call him ancestor?

Besides, I should ask this question... I have held a memorial service for you, why did you emerge again?

He hung in the air in a daze. Emperor Zhu Wu leaned over and pulled him down: "I forgot to tell you in front of you that the old dean and I are relatives and the future of the alliance. The sun at seven or eight o'clock will never happen... If you throw me here alone, is it very risky to know?"

Fuming then came to his senses: "Have you seen my brother?"

"Oh, the old man in front is your brother? Then I'll call you the second uncle?"

"Second uncle, you sister, do you think I have never read the references to prehistoric ancients? This is the word that the ancient original man used to curse me!"

"The resentment from Fuming is worth 450 points!"

Emperor Zhu Wu looked at him in deep depression, feeling that he was so unfair. Why are these people so weird? I am so polite. I even give him a resentment. The second uncle has 250 more than the old man!

Fuming was thinking about Yu Manman's instructions, and just as he was about to escape, his body suddenly shook and the whole space seemed to shake.

Then, sounds of muffled thunder sounded, and the stalagmites around them cracked, and the shallow pools on the ground also raised about a foot of ripples.

"Fuck, it won't be really an earthquake, right? Hey, hey, uncle, don't leave! Take me with you!"

There were more than a hundred miles from the edge of the maze to this place, and there was such a big change. It was obvious that something big happened. I was not even able to bother him. My flesh wings spread out and ran out.

Emperor Zhu Wu was startled by the voice. When he came to his senses, Fuming had already penetrated into the sinkhole and his shadow was almost gone.

He sat on the ground, staring at the stalagmites and the pool for a long time, and found that the vibration was getting more and more intense. Gradually, cracks as thick as thumbs appeared on the dome of the ground and space, spreading like spider webs.

Emperor Zhu Wu was really panicked now. He looked around and found that there were only a few corridors. The situation was better. He rushed over and jumped. As soon as he entered, a loud rumbling sound came from behind him, and pieces of falling rocks fell down, and half of the space collapsed.

The corridor is quite solid. Although there are cracks around it, it can be supported for the time being. However, if this continues, it will be buried alive sooner or later. You have to think about it.

It only took three or four hours to calculate the time, and the little guy in the pet space can't count on it for the time being.

"I just want to be able to get a talent for digging into the ground..."

He sighed and crawled into the corridor, preparing to find the traces of the large army.

People have this kind of bad habit, and they will not be ashamed of others if they are unlucky. If they are gathered in the crowd, even if they are buried alive, they may feel more comfortable.

"If you die, die, at least you have a companion. You are not alone on the road to the underworld..."

This path was not what he found Mi'er. He had just seen it. Both the old man and the second uncle emerged from here, so it's absolutely right to leave.

Sure enough, after turning around for more than half an hour, a huge gap appeared on the wall in front of him, straight forward, extremely deep.

Emperor Zhu Wu looked carefully and confirmed that it was not the collapse caused by the vibration just now. Just as he was about to drill in, a hole more than one person appeared on the wall on the other side. A pointed and pointed Chuanshan tribe came out from inside, and figures came out one after another.

Emperor Zhu Wu had already found a stone to hide. He looked around for a while and found that there were several familiar faces inside at the opening ceremony. He was very happy. He waved his hand and rushed out, and greeted him enthusiastically: "Good morning, teachers, have you had breakfast?"

He was covered with a torn curtain, covered with brown blood, his legs exposed, his head was like a chicken coop, his face was white and black, and Tie San, who led the team, looked bad, and he saw it for a long time before he recognized it. He opened his mouth wide, as if he saw a ghost.

"Where did this guy come out? I wonder if the memorial service just started. Is it scary for you to appear so suddenly?"

But as he looked at it, he felt that the boy's smile was quite friendly. His hard face was covered with dark green stubble, and he couldn't help but answer: "Good morning, I haven't eaten it! Have you eaten? What did you eat?"

Da Zhu Wuhuang is very beautiful, and the smile from Atlas is very useful...

The teachers next to them were all a little stunned. Tie San is famous for his bad temper. He usually can't beat a stick. Today he has changed his temper? What else can he eat? Do you want to put a table for you and chat slowly?

......

A group of people ran forward along the gap. Emperor Dazhu Wu was in good health now. After putting on the combat boots, his speed increased a lot, and he could keep up.

He was very ripe and sweet-mouthed. Soon, he got the news he wanted from the teachers beside him.

"My mother, such a big move? The inner guard is almost dead? We... are we looking for death?"

The Alliance's expedition teams are equipped with ghost bat correspondents, which are easier to use than walkie-talkies when passing messages.

Emperor Zhu Wu was a little stunned. The movement just now was caused by the Kun clan?

I thought I had found the large army, but I ended up joining the suicide squad?

Is this the wish to die, and what I want to do?

The weather is good today. Can I say goodbye for a while and go for a walk elsewhere?

But then again, Emperor Dazhu was still a little moved.

These guys knew they were going to die, but they were still so happy, as if they were going to attend a dance.

This is to be put in the original world, everyone is Dong cun Rui!

Put life and death aside, hero!

In a sense, humans are also social animals and are very likely to be assimilated by the environment. For a moment, they are also infected and their blood is surging.

"Anyway, I won't fall down if I die once and see if something is wrong, I will hide again... I have one left to save my life..."

A group of people ran all the way, and soon they heard a roar full of hostility: "Old turtle, is it useless to hide behind you? Stand out, grandpa, I will play with you!"

"It's Lord Aiki, it seems that the situation is not as bad as expected!"

The teachers were energetic and quickened their pace.
Chapter completed!