People are in Panjiayuan, and they fool Lao Hu to rob the tomb at the beginning

Chapter 422 The Death of Fairy Huo!
After reaching the fifth floor, the three people including Su Mo were silent.

Under the light of the flashlight, there are only four words to describe it, which is appalling.

On this floor, as far as their eyes could see, there were corpses everywhere, and many of them had already turned into pools of blood.

These people are all members of the Huo family. At a glance, none of them survived.

The three endured the stench to check, but they couldn't find a living person.

Wu Xie's eyes were red, his mind went blank, and an unspeakable emotion stuck in his chest, almost suffocating him to death.

"Zhang Qi Ling!"

"Fat man!"

"Master Hu!"

Wu Xie roared, but Zhang Qiling was not found among these corpses, nor was the fat man.

"Grandma Huo!"

Xie Xiaohua seemed to have discovered something, her face turned pale, and she let out a cry.

I saw Mrs. Huo lying in the middle, her skin was getting whiter and frightening, the corpse spots on her face had appeared, and her appearance was haggard.

"One more breath!"

Xie Xiaohua yelled, "Master, I still have a breath, Grandma Huo still has a breath..."

Su Mo squatted down, checked Mrs. Huo's physical condition, and frowned, "The situation is not optimistic!"

"Master..."

Xie Xiaohua was shocked, "Save Grandma Huo, she is going to die, how should I explain to Xiuxiu!"

"..."

Su Mo remained silent, but took out several thin needles and pierced several important acupuncture points on Mrs. Huo's head.

According to the development of the plot in the original book, Mrs. Huo had already died in the ancient building of the Zhang family at this time, but this time with Lao Hu and Zhang Yingling present, the old lady Huo did not die tragically in the ancient building of the Zhang family.

However, the situation is grim, and Mrs. Huo's injury is still not optimistic.

All the fine needles were buried in Mrs. Huo's brain, but Mrs. Huo still didn't respond.

life too!

Su Mo sighed, pulled out the thin needle, and pierced into other acupuncture points respectively. This time, Huo Xiangu opened her eyes.

"Wu Xie...Xiao Hua..."

"Grandma Huo, it's me, I'm Xiaohua!"

Xie Xiaohua wept with joy, but Su Mo's face was tense, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Huo Xiangu said in disbelief, "I'm still alive? Am I still alive?"

Su Mo shook his head, "No, you are no longer alive. I used a secret method to induce the last breath in your body. You can live for up to two weeks without any pain..."

Su Mo is still borrowing the secret technique of the head of the Wang family. Although Mrs. Huo is alive, she is only a living dead. At most ten days, it gives the old lady a chance to explain her funeral.

"Ten days..."

Mrs. Huo smiled, "Ten days are enough. These 10 days are all picked up. Master Su's great kindness, I, Xiangu Huo, can only repay it in the next life..."

"..."

The atmosphere in the arena was somewhat bleak.

"There... Fatty is here!"

Wu Xie had sharp eyes, and saw that there was a compartment above the ceiling, and then saw the largest figure. Looking at the figure...it was Wang Yueban's fault.

The upper compartment is a small darkroom in Shishilei. Mrs. Huo should be very familiar with the structure of Shigeri. The upper darkroom cannot be crowded with so many people. The ones left behind.

So it must be that the poisonous gas came too fast, Mrs. Huo had no time to escape.

"I'm going up!"

Su Mo grabbed Wu Xie, stepped on lightness kung fu, and jumped up, while Xiao Hua carried Mrs. Huo on her back.

In this dark pavilion, apart from Wang Yueban, there are several other people also hiding in the corner, curled up in their clothes.

Their clothes were all covered with white powder, and there were several holes, but they didn't seem to be broken to the skin, and they were wrapped in layers of clothes.

Looking at Wang Yueban again, he was lying there motionless.

"Fat!"

"..."

There is no echo.

Wu Xie's heart suddenly hung up. He stepped forward, and when he turned the person over, he was so sad that he couldn't speak.

"Is this fat man?"

When Wu Xie turned the fat man's body, Xie Xiaohua also climbed up with Mrs. Huo on her back.

The fat man was turned over by Wu Xie, and his face was tightly wrapped. At this moment, Wu Xie was not sure if this was Wang Yueban.

Wu Xie was so upset that she didn't dare to tear it open. Xiaohua reached out and tore off the wet cloth from her face, and saw Wang Yueban lying there quietly, her face was pale, without a trace of blood.

"Fat man!"

Wu Xie was terrified, and shook Wang Yunban's body vigorously, but there was no reaction at all, "Master Su! Take a look..."

In front of Su Mo were several human figures wrapped in cloth, almost like fat people. They wrapped all the cloth around themselves.

Su Mo tore off the clothes with his hands, revealing Poker Fing's face, and then he tore off other packages, and found that it was Lao Hu, Zhang Yingying, and Wang Kaixuan.

Seeing the three of them, Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Su..."

Wu Xie came over, "Look at Fatty..."

Seeing Zhang Qiling, Wu Xie turned pale with shock, "Brother..."

Su Mo came to Wang Yueban's side, and then stretched out his hand from Wang Yueban's neck to chest, and circulated the blood force to open up his breathing.

After a while, Wang Yueban's chest heaved and heaved finally became obvious, and he finally recovered his normal breathing.

The person came back to life, but Wu Xie, who was immersed in the sadness of Zhang Qiling's "death", didn't notice it at all. He looked at Poker Bottle, his whole body was in a daze.

"You are such a powerful person. I never thought that you would die, let alone that you would die on your own land!"

Wu Xie couldn't believe that all this was true, he never thought that Zhang Qiling would really die.

Now that he suddenly encountered this kind of result, he only felt infinitely uncomfortable, and it was hard for him to accept that the person just disappeared.

"Fatty, little brother, why didn't you hold on and wait for us?"

Wu Xie was muttering there, talking to himself, suddenly, he saw Zhang Qiling's eyelids twitch, and then, Zhang Qiling's hands seemed to be moving as well.

"..."

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, and after his head went blank and briefly confused, he yelled: "My brother's corpse has changed!"

Xiaohua said, "You just turned into a corpse, hurry up and help!"

"..."

Seeing that Wu Xie was still standing there in a daze, Xiao Hua said angrily, "They're not dead..."

Wu Xie's head slammed again. He put his hand under the nose of the stuffy oil bottle, and he really felt some breathing. Although the breath was like a spring, it did mean that Zhang Qiling was still alive.

Wu Xie immediately smiled, wiped his eyes, "Brother!"

Poker-Face's breathing finally became more obvious, and he was able to open his eyes slightly, but they closed them quickly, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

At this time, Tian Zhen realized that there were some bloodstains around the younger brother, and then looked at the bloody wound on the younger brother's wrist.

Su Mo said, "They actually used bloodletting to reduce the need for bodily functions, and the little brother passed the turtle's breathing method, so that he can persevere until now!"

With that said, Su Mo woke up Chaos, Lao Hu, Zhang Yingying, and others one by one.

(End of this chapter)