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

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Ye Fan sighed faintly.

He put his fingers together in front of his lips, and said quickly:

"Crazy gold watchdog."

As soon as the formula came out, the time and speed around him changed significantly.

In his eyes, everything around him was as slow as a frozen stop-motion animation.

Ye Fan quickly moved his position under his feet.

He appeared at an extremely fast speed in front of the bodyguards who had loaded their guns and raised them towards their companions.

The next moment, he unloaded all these guns from these people.

At this time, in the live broadcast room, the eyes of the audience, who are spectators, are clear.

A shadow that was so fast that they couldn't tell whether it existed or not passed through the archaeological team like a wind.

They can only be identified by the fact that the shadow is black, or in other words, they can only be identified by the only one who is awake now.

I didn't know what existed in the past just now, it was Ye Fan.

And the next moment, after the afterimage passed.

On the ground are the parts of the disassembled guns.

"Fuck, the one who just passed by was the patriarch Xiaoye, right?"

"Clan Chief Xiaoye is alright?"

"Great! This is the best news I've heard this year!"

"Don't look at our patriarch Xiaoye as a piece of wood, but he will really guarantee that our archeology 101 will never be."

"I am He De, how can I meet such a pup in this life, Master Hei and Brother Qiling can guarantee that we will have a good time kowtowing, and Patriarch Xiaoye can guarantee that we can do so at ease."

"Master Hei, please choose a more luxurious washboard to kneel on when you get home."

"Although I don't dare to say it, but does little brother Qi Ling need to kneel down to startle Zhes?"

"Although, the most important thing now is not to let everyone return to normal?"

"Is patriarch Xiaoye supporting the family by himself now?"

"Speaking of which, last time in Wang Mang's tomb, patriarch Xiaoye was the only one who was not affected by the hallucination. Could this tomb be related to the Tulong family as well?"

"Not only is there a dragon slaying side, this tomb seems to have been explained as soon as it came in. This is the tomb prepared for the lineage of Shoulong."

"Is it okay to pre-order a wave of double ps for slaying dragons and defending dragons here?"

"Awakening of Insects Warning."

"Sunglasses warning."

"Master Hei's warning to snatch the bamboo shoots."

At the same time, Ye Fan returned to his original position in a blink of an eye.

When he returned to Zhang Qiling and He Lianjing again and formed a three-legged confrontation with these two people, Ye Fan couldn't help being taken aback.

Why did I come back here again?

We should take advantage of the time when the two of them were locked up just now, and first try to get rid of these two time bombs!

Hurry up and put the rosemary on it!

Ye Fan was utterly speechless by his behavior, which seemed like throwing himself into a trap.

He let out a faint breath.

And just as he was about to use Chaos Gold Watchman again, he hurried to light rosemary.

A sense of sympathy, the anger and pain from the two people in front of them swept towards Ye Fan overwhelmingly.

Ye Fan gasped suddenly.

Zhang Qiling's is because of Yu Lei's power.

He Lianjing's is because in order to restore the black glasses' eyesight in the dark, he and He Lianjing even had a little telepathic connection.

Normally, the two of them would not have such strong negative emotions at the same time.

But now, the two negative emotions are mixed together, which is even more painful than Ye Fan's memories of watching the bronze monster before.

This wave was attacked by magic.

However, Ye Fan was even more worried about the state of the two of them.

Brother and the black glasses, what exactly did they see?

Chapter 280 Encounter in the Illusion

After falling into the darkness, Zhang Qiling immediately made himself vigilant.

Especially after calling Ye Fan and He Lianjing twice but did not get a response from these two people.

The bronze bell rang, and the scene in front of him gradually became clear again.

Zhang Qiling looked around the tomb, he was still in the tomb where he was just now, and he didn't even move the position of his feet.

However, the surrounding members of the archaeological team, including He Lianjing and Ye Fan, were all gone!

Zhang Qiling immediately clenched Jingzhe in his hand.

At this point, he already had two reasonings.

Otherwise, the other members of the archaeological team, including He Lianjing and Ye Fan, were really taken away by something unknown in the tomb.

However, this possibility is very small.

With Ye Fan's strength, it is basically impossible for anything to capture him without a single move.

As for He Lianjing, it is impossible to be so quietly controlled by others.

It is absolutely impossible for this guy to let himself suffer from being dumb.

So now, only the second case is reasonable.

That is, the problem lies with oneself.

Zhang Qiling frowned slightly, looking around the situation.

Suddenly, the bronze candleworms around him began to gather from all directions again.

When these bronze candle worms were about to approach him, Zhang Qiling threw Jing Zhe out a beam of light.

When the light tail swept across, the bronze candleworm turned into two sections and fell to the ground.

Zhang Qiling walked forward expressionlessly.

Within a short distance of less than ten meters, there were no less than ten kinds of monsters in front of him, including the bronze candleworm, the water monkey ghost, the walking corpse, the corpse beetle, and the ink poisonous centipede squid.

Some, he met in this underwater tomb.Fairy Book Pavilion

Some are what he has experienced in other tombs.

However, Zhang Qiling firmly believed that this was just an illusion, an illusion that there was something for him to see.

Therefore, in his opinion, these things are completely restored from their shapes to their calls to their harmful ways.

Already trying so hard to make him think that this is what really happened.

But Zhang Qiling was always clear that these were all illusions.

What he has to do now is to find the critical point of this illusion, that is, to find the breakthrough that he needs to break through.

What Zhang Qiling was worried about now was the external situation that he couldn't see right now.

He was already trapped here, and he didn't know what the situation with the archaeological team, He Lianjing, and Ye Fan was like now.

In this way, Zhang Qiling killed all the "old friends" he met along the way without expression.

During this process, the sound of the bronze bell has never been interrupted.

Why is there still the sound of this bronze bell?

Could this be the tipping point of this illusion?

What he could hear was that the sound of the bell seemed to lead him to the bronze statue of the general who was being worshiped by the bronze slave statue.

Suddenly, Zhang Qiling realized a very obvious change in the surrounding environment.

When he approached these bronze slave statues, these bronze slave statues were no longer the same as before.

The face is blurred, the joints of the limbs are unclear, like plasticine dough that has been kneaded randomly.

Although the material is bronze so hard, the limbs of these bronze slave statues are all limp.

Now, the bronze slave statue he passed by was no longer in such a state.

I saw that each bronze slave statue had a specific and vivid image on its face.

Looking at the faces of the bronze slave statues on both sides, Zhang Qiling felt familiar, but he couldn't recognize who they were or call out their names.

But he could vaguely feel that these should be people he had met in his long life.

Some faces were still hidden in his lost memory.

He could vaguely remember that he seemed to have seen this face, but he didn't remember that the owner of this face had any contact with him.

Even if the owner of this face is dead or alive now, he has completely forgotten the past.

However, he doesn't care about these anymore.

Zhang Qiling looked at the familiar faces on both sides.

He could still recognize some faces.

For example, the little follower who often follows Ye Fan.

As well as the little follower who followed Ye Fan's side, it seems that the little follower has been called Xueba by the little follower.

What surprised Zhang Qiling the most was that he even saw He Lianjing's face from these bronze slave statues.

The old blind man had to wear sunglasses when he turned into a bronze slave statue. Coupled with the smile on his face, he looked particularly prominent and weird in this bronze slave statue.

Pretty out of place.

But soon Zhang Qiling realized why.

Because he had never seen what He Lianjing would look like when he took off his sunglasses.

These bronze statues are all carved from his memory.

So even if Helian Jing is here, it is still a smiling face wearing sunglasses.

Zhang Qiling frowned slightly, the masseter muscles on both cheeks moved, and he turned his head a little bit unbearably.

"Eh? Is this the face with black glasses?"

The moment he turned his head, a familiar voice came into Zhang Qiling's ears.

Zhang Qiling immediately turned around in astonishment, looking at the owner of the voice, Ye Fan.

At this time, Ye Fan also seemed to have some wicked interest in He Lianjing's face on the bronze slave statue.

He was touching his chin, studying the face.

Then he put his hand on the bronze sunglasses, as if he wanted to take off the sunglasses and see the real face behind him.

Zhang Qiling watched Ye Fan's wrist move, but after seeing the pair of sunglasses and being indifferent, he gave up his idea.

"Evan?"

Ye Fan heard the words, glanced at him, showed a very flat smile, and said:

"Brother, have you also realized that this is an illusion?"

Zhang Qiling nodded:

"You found it too."

Ye Fan sighed quietly:

"Yes."