Tomb Raider: To protect the research, the school flowers are rolled up in the tomb

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At the same time, the audience's barrage enthusiasm in the live broadcast room has always been high.

"Brother Qiling is trying to protect his wife domineeringly, isn't he? Just cut it into eight sections by the bronze moth!"

"Speak Zhao Zeming's voice: How much hatred is there?"

"Speak Zhao Zeming's voice in Heiye's tone: what a hatred~"

"Jing Zhe is protecting her mother, right? Just killing people randomly! Damn it, no one can tear this family apart!"

"I am He De, how can I get such a p in my lifetime? This is chasing me and showing off the candy in my mouth!"

"Can you give me a screen shot by Zhang Ye's lifetime push?"

"Zhang Ye pushes it all his life!"

"Zhang Ye pushes it all his life!"

"..."

"Zhang Yesheng is a bunch!"

"Zhang Ye pushes it all his life! [PS: I don't intend to break the formation, but is there something strange in the front?]"

"Archaeology 101 Fearless."

"Isn't our master black enough for straight balls? Straight balls are the eternal gods!"

"Brother Qiling: When the geese return, it's half a moon to the West Tower. Patriarch Xiaoye: Where there is a will, there is a way."

"Hei Ye: Are you willing? Patriarch Xiaoye: Jing Zhe is not willing."

"Woooooooo Patriarch Xiaoye, I hate you for being a piece of wood!"

"How do you describe the length of time? The chicken finished pecking the rice, the dog finished licking the noodles, the fire broke the iron chain, and the iron and wood opened their minds. I don't mean anything connotative, it's just a little bit of personal opinion."

"Let's just say that the ringing has not stopped, and the mother-in-law and father-in-law are still there. Master Hei, is it really okay for you to take advantage of Patriarch Xiaoye like this?"

in the tomb.

Ye Fan held Jing Zhe again.

Then, he looked in Zhang Qiling's direction.

At this time, the awe-inspiring murderous look in Zhang Qiling's eyes had completely dissipated, just like Jingzhe.

He looked at Ye Fan and nodded.

Although the nodding seemed to have no cause and effect at all, Ye Fan understood the meaning of Zhang Qiling's nodding.

Jing Zhe can stay with him for a while.

Ye Fan shook Jing Zhe again.

The temperature on the hilt of the Awakening Zhes has returned to normal, but Ye Fan knows it well.

The hell karma on the bronze candleworm just now must have had a great impact on Jingzhe.

But now it seems that Jingzhe has also become more tenacious during this tempering.

Sure enough, a tiger father has no dogs and sons, and strict teachers produce excellent apprentices!

It seems that the little brother also wanted Jing Zhe to be tempered in this hell fire, and he did succeed in doing so!

Ye Fan thought so.

He looked up again and saw that there were only a few bronze candleworms left amidst the ringing of the bell.

How about, taking advantage of the fact that the bronze candle worms have not been completely wiped out, roast your black gold ancient knife?

As soon as this idea came into being, Ye Fan felt that the things on his back seemed to be heavier than before.

Evan: ? ? ?

Ye Fan weighed his shoulders and felt the weight on his back just now.

Xin said, the feeling just now should not be his own illusion.

Ye Fan looked up again at the bronze candle worms in the air, and there were very few left. .

Suddenly, in addition to the bronze bell, there was a very heavy and hoarse breathing sound in the phone receiver.

The voice seemed very tired, but it was very short.

As if he had been enduring something painful before, this breath was just a leak, and then he was quickly suffocated by the owner of the voice.

Ye Fan immediately realized something.

After all, this is a bronze bell, which can control the worm mother and the hexagonal bells of these bronze candle worms.

If it is a person with an ordinary physique, it is very likely that he will be backlashed to some extent.

Ye Fan immediately said:

"No more shaking."

After speaking, the sound of the bell stopped abruptly.

At the same time, the celestial silkworm ice silk on Ye Fan's wrist waited for an opportunity to move, and came straight out.

The only dozen or so bronze moths left in mid-air were directly strung together on a thread.

Ye Fan cut off one of the threads, and threw the end in his hand into the air.

The silk thread was like a steel needle, stabbing the top of the tomb.

The bronze candleworms strung on top in a semi-arc shape directly turned into a string of green chandeliers on the top of the tomb under the bright starry sky.

Chapter 269 Father Ye: You want to know Ye Fan: I don't want to know

Ye Fan withdrew his hand, and there were no more movable bronze candle worms in the midair.

At the same time, the members of the archaeological team were completely relieved.

But at this time, in a small coastal town thousands of miles away.

The man who rang the bell put it back in the bronze box.

At this time, his face was already a little pale, and a trace of bright red blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.

Although he just made a simple movement of ringing the bell, but at this moment, the man's face was full of exhaustion.

Seeing this, the woman quickly closed the lid of the bronze box, and then fastened a very old bronze lock on the outside.

After fastening the lock, she wrapped the bronze box again with the plaid cloth outside, and then put it in the cabinet under the bookcase very solemnly.

And bizarrely.

The bronze box is empty, and the hexagonal bell has a lot of room for movement inside.

However, when the woman took it up and down, the bronze bell was inside, but there was no sound.

It wasn't until the woman locked the cabinet under the bookcase again that she wiped the sweat from her forehead.

After completing this series of tasks, the woman looked at her pale husband with some worry.

She approached the man and supported him. Because she was still on the phone, she could only look at the man with her eyes and ask him if he was okay.

The man blinked and shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

Immediately, the two people's mobile phones, one on the live interface and the other on the interface of the call, heard the shocking voices of the members of the archaeological team one after another.

Because each member of the archaeological team has a small microphone dedicated to radio, the sound from the live broadcast room is louder and more detailed than the sound from the phone. ..

Even some whispers of cool discussions will be recorded into the small microphone.

Simultaneously.

And because of the order in which the signals are received, the smaller and noisier voices on the phone are the first to come out.

In the live broadcast room, louder and more detailed voices came later.

From the perspective of the old couple, the sound came out in this way.

"##**true##corpse*?"

"Xiaoye**##father##**?"

"Have these bronze Gu worms really disappeared?"

"What exactly do Xiaoye's parents do?"

First, the vague voice gave an ambiguous and worrying preview, and then a clearer voice came out.

However, even if these clear voices later explained the more murky voices ahead, the sadness on the faces of the middle-aged couple remained undiminished.

Because what these clearer voices are discussing is actually what they are worrying about at this time.

"My God, Brother Xiaoye's parents don't seem to be simple characters either!"

"Of course, the tiger father has no dogs. Brother Xiaoye is so strong, his parents must be some kind of extraterrestrial talents."

"Isn't Brother Xiaoye the patriarch of the dragon-slaying lineage? Are Brother Xiaoye's parents also mysterious elders?"

There are also a few voices that sound older, but very charming.

"Old Bai, after you came out of Wang Mang's tomb, have you collected more information about our Daxia Dragon Slaying lineage?"

"This dragon-slaying lineage is, after all, a bloodline family that has existed since Fuxi's time."

"Thousands of years haven't left any traces on the historical documents. Even we only got a little clue from such a dangerous place as Wang Mang's tomb."

"And if it wasn't for Xiaoyou Xiaoyou, we wouldn't be able to make it to the end alive and get this information."

"So, it's difficult."

Immediately, there was another old man's sigh.

"After we came back from Wang Mang's tomb, we went through all the relevant historical materials in the database again."

"In the official history that can be traced now, only a few specious materials have been found, and none of them can be used to prove anything."

Listen to the vague trailer first, then the specifics.

The expressions on the faces of the middle-aged couple were tense for a moment, distressed for a moment,

Suddenly, a specific voice they were most familiar with came from the phone.

"Dad, are you okay?"

That was Ye Fan's voice.

The expressions on the faces of the middle-aged couple became clear again after hearing Ye Fan's voice.

The two looked at each other with a relieved smile on their faces.

"It's fine, I'm fine."

At this time, in the ancient tomb.

Ye Fan listened to the phone and suddenly felt a very unreal feeling.

In his family, his parents, whom he had never met, actually had a bell that could specifically deal with the bronze candleworms in this tomb!

However, after he came out of Wang Mang's tomb, he immediately investigated the relationships of all the people around him.

Including himself, all Ye Fan's family information.

The results of the investigation showed that he, Ye Fan, was indeed just a graduate student born in an uncommon family.

There is not much difference from his previous life.

But in such a family, how could such a bronze bell come out?

It seems that this matter should be discussed in detail with parents after leaving the tomb.

But now is not the time.

Although most of the members of the archaeological team were whispering cautiously, but with his hearing, they had all been heard in close proximity.

For members of the archaeological team, this is an invalid team call.

Hearing the content of these team calls, Ye Fan realized that he has now become the center of gossip.

Although, these gossips are all admiration, shock, and admiration.

But before everything is confirmed, as a sober man who has lived two lives, Ye Fan doesn't want to leave an unfathomable identity in the hearts of everyone now.