"Who?" Peros stared at Chang Yufeng from the window sill, and Peros, who came out of his head, was like a cloth bird with black paint, and his neck stretched like a time when he was reported. He shouted this sentence.

Lark.

Only this sentence, he can clearly understand, he is too tired, I am afraid that there is no sleep in this way, it is estimated that he will really resign with the world.

It wasn't that his spirit could not bear it, but that his body could not stand it. His organs were conveyed from his pain at a speed per second failure, and because of the holy water, his organs were fighting again.

Then, then

The heart, the liver, the kidneys, every minute and every second are experiencing the unbearable catastrophe.

"We don't take the commission of archeology ..."

Scana's physical fitness is much better than Parorus, but it is obviously on the edge of collapse. The curse of the tomb of the feathers and snakes comes from the sanctuary, which leads to their suffering.

The battlefield of the curse.

Chang Yufeng came to No. 202 Charlie Street. He was wearing a black robe, just like all the victims, and he liked to cover his mystery with black.

And looking for the shadow stood on his shoulder, the ice elves floated on his knees, Xiaolan was on his head, and they were also wearing black robes and hooding. No one loved them. No one knows their

identity.

Paros and Scana are no exception. Peros archaeologists, so when they come to him, they usually find any larger ancient tombs. He needs to record and inspect.

Well, not all the tombs are large tombs. Some small tombs, Peros will run. Even if some of the historical relics are unearthed elsewhere else, Peros will go.

Take a colorful image back.

"But they all said, only you can find that tomb!" Xiaolan put his hand on his mouth, and shouted like a loudspeaker: "You are the most the most greatest archaeologists!

Live here! There are a good tomb for you to find it! "

After listening, Peros looked at Sakana and looked at each other. Two blood -sized eyes, how to look scary, they almost scared themselves.

Skana nodded, signaled that Peros received the guests first, and talk about it.

And Peros also nodded and agreed.

He shouted at Chang Yufeng downstairs: "It is the most greatest archeologist!"

He corrected Xiao Lan, almost fell down the top of Chang Yufeng's head to shout, and Scana also slammed his face, and did not know if it was because he was too sleepy, or because Peros was at this time.

Unexcments.

Peros had been dressed long ago. At this time, he hurried downstairs and threw the denim hat and threw it on the hanger.

Jump straight downstairs and stand in front of Chang Yufeng.

He only saw the appearance of Chang Yufeng slightly.

I saw that Chang Yufeng wore a black mage robe. From head to toe, he basically couldn't see any other colors. Only the pair of pointed angle shoes exposed from the robe can be seen that he was an imperial person.

There is also a slightly visible chin under the hood. The chin is sharp, and the age of the chin will not be very old.

The three "elves" floating on Chang Yufeng's body are also the same costumes as him. In addition to finding obvious horny hoods, Xiaolan and Ice Elf are only divided into size.

In terms of the ice elves, with the chills, it can be distinguished to understand.

"Are you from the Adventurer Association?" Pros slowly went downstairs and supported his eyelids with both hands. His bloody eyes were really not good -looking, but this can shift some of his body.

Pain, so that his head was really trembling.

Skana opened the door, and Chang Yufeng saw their weird at a glance, but did not say anything, but threw a black robe and entered the house, and hit the scary Pros.

"Wow ... you are so scary ..." Xiao Lan hid behind Chang Yufeng's head again.

"Hahahaha ... This is your wrong ... Humans who have been in this curse can live for so long, it is already a miracle ..." Fanghuang shadow rolled with a smile, and on Chang Yufeng's shoulders

Quite a little interesting: "Hahahahahaha ... useless ... You have to find the surgeon. The bell must be tied to the bell ~"

Paros and Scana stood at the door, which was considered to welcome their guest Chang Yufeng, while Chang Yufeng looked at the display of No. 202 Charles Street, and could only lowered his head and stopped slowly.

Recalling this kind of thing is the most grinding thing. No matter how long it is, it will not be tortured.

"Is it found by the Adventurers Association? Or did the Explorer Association find it?" Pros put down his hand, shook his head, and suddenly shook his head, holding him next to his long feathers, guiding Chang Yufeng to sit down

Down.

The behavior of receiving the guests is like muscle memory, and there is no pain and pain. However, Chang Yufeng did not sit down and did not answer.

"Still, the practice of the practitioner ... Generally, it is found that things like the tomb need to be determined by the association, so that I can find it. If it is privately asked me to find the tomb, it also needs to be issued

A proof of a pinches. "

Parlos sat down, lowered his head, supported his head with his hands, his eyes widened, staring at the marble floor.

"Otherwise, I will become a tomb. This is not allowed. Unless it is the ancient tombs that have been exposed, it is too late to report it. I can take a look, but you still need to make up a certificate later."

"Ah ... really trouble you ..." Xiao Lan looked at the right and right, the furnishings in this house were quite compact, and this hall was enough to accommodate more people, but in the final analysis, it was a small house.

Room.

And Staka stood beside him, and it was quite crumbling and strong, and he could only stand.

"How can it be troubles ... as long as there is a real tomb, it can be proved, which association are you ..."

Parlos looked sideways and glanced at Chang Yufeng with red eyes. He thought that the child's ordinary client may be really different.

That only the "elves" who knew they had a curse, but they were not good at talking about their own affairs now. The discovery and treatment of the ancient tomb was the real big event. At least for him ...

"We are not a association ..." The Bing Elf responded a little embarrassing.

This seems to have snatched Xiao Lan's words, Xiao Lan stopped talking, and tilted his head and said, "Are you the most the most and the greatest archeologist?"

"It is the most greatest archeologist."

Paros corrected again.

"Okay ..." Xiao Lan nodded, and she saw Peros, who had been lowered, had some pain, and stopped saying anything.

"I am privately commissioned. As for whether the tomb can be opened to the proof, this will be said next." Chang Yufeng's voice pretended to be deep, or it could not eliminate the false voice of children.

"No, only the proof can be opened and the proof can be opened. If you can open it, you can say that you can open it, and you can't say it." Peros corrected Chang Yufeng's speech.

Maybe it is because of a occupational disease.

"This guest, we are not going to help you grave. No matter which country, we will include grave robbing and any tomb.

Be able to go and take a look. "

Seeing this "mysterious guest" did not speak, and explained it clearly: "Our principle is like this ..."

"As an archaeologist, I am an ancient tomb explorer who combines archeological excavations and cultural relics. You are private commissioned. Most of the cases should be the tomb group in your own family or where you are excavated in your own industry.

It is the former, you can apply for cultural relics protection, because this is something on your ancestors, but it is exposed to the surface because of the crustal movement and humanistic activities.

Although the cultural relics do not belong to you, they need to be collected in the museum, but because of delaying your homework and work, this is the excavation of rescue.

"Do you understand what I said?"

Peros officially raised his head. As soon as his golden hair was dumped, it seemed like a golden sea, but he looked very unsightly that everyone looked at him in surprise.

The spots on his face, layer by layer, like snake skin, slowly devoured his original fair skin.

"Peros!" Scana shouted worriedly.

And Peros slowly stood up and said in a small voice: "I'm going to die ... You can quickly take out the paper, give me a piece of paper, I want to start writing a will ...

"

Chang Yufeng and others quietly looked at Peros, who was about to look darkened, watching him calmly buried his face again ...

"Little master ... this ..." Xiao Lan was shocked in a row, and the frightened fart rolled, and the long feathers with climbing climbing leaned on.

"Where are you going ..."

Chang Yufeng is the embarrassment of Peros.

The spell in this kind of feather snake god tomb torture them for seven days and seven nights. Although there is a help of holy water, in the end, it seems that the spell occupies the upper hand.

This is not a good thing. For the mortal of Peros, this is too painful. The snake skin that has begun to mutate is about to force Pros to crazy.

It was like every pore was tied to Peros and Scana's faces with a needle, and then poked their hair follicles, thereby inserting the flat snake scales in.

"We went to the tomb of the god of feathers ..."
Chapter completed!