Live broadcast of tomb robbery: barbecue in the tomb, real punishment for the anchor

Chapter 8 Corpse King!
Old Professor Fu urged him as he watched him not move.

"oh oh……"

Xiaobai hurriedly left the office upon hearing the sound.

"Wait a minute, give me your phone. They are still in a very dangerous situation. Many archaeological teams and mercenaries have been buried in this tomb over the years."

"It's safe now, but I don't know what the road ahead will look like, so I need to be reminded."

As Old Professor Fu said, he was about to reach out and hold the phone in his hand.

Xiaobai didn't hesitate either.

I began to worry about them in my heart. If there were only corpses and vampires, these professors and mercenaries would not have fallen here.

If you're lucky, you should be able to walk inside.

There is also a very mysterious question, how those mummies got up by themselves, it can't really be what the fat man said.

Hang yourself up?

Old Professor Fu fell silent, tapping his fingers back and forth on the phone screen.

Immediately, a bullet screen appeared in the live broadcast room.

It was still a message from the Academy of Archeology.

Let them turn back immediately, and if they cannot move forward, they will definitely encounter danger.

The netizens in the live broadcast room suddenly became nervous after relaxing.

At the same time, there was a problem.

"Why doesn't this old professor Fu let Ye Xuan and the others go forward? It seems that he is very afraid of this tomb."

"You said that, but I remembered it. It seems that an archaeological team fell here a few years ago. At that time, I wanted a sign that forbids going forward."

"No, we didn't see the sign when we came here, shouldn't it be such a coincidence?"

"The archaeology of the School of Archeology is professional, professional people, and professional equipment. If they all explain this place, who will be able to excavate the tombs and historical culture here?"

"I just checked. It wasn't the archaeological team a few years ago, but among all the archaeological teams, only one person came back alive. This person is Professor Fu."

"In that case, wouldn't Ye Xuan and the others be very dangerous?"

……

At this moment, the photographer just saw the netizens in the live broadcast room and the professor of the School of Archeology urging them to leave here.

All the barrage is to let them leave here immediately.

Feeling a little flustered for a moment, I swallowed my saliva and conveyed the words of the live broadcast room.

When the fat man heard it, his mind that had just stabilized seemed to be beating a drum at this moment.

Don't be afraid.

"Really or not, can it work, or let's find an exit now?"

Fatty regretted it to death.

At that time, Mingming found two tombs. He felt that southern Yunnan was safe, so he finally decided to go here.

Thinking about it now, he should be blind, how could he think that this place is safe.

"late."

"late."

Brother and Ye Xuan said in unison.

Just after the two finished speaking, there was a plopping sound behind them.

It was like the sound of something falling into the water.

Finally the plop plop came closer and closer.

The four fat people looked back, and by the light of the flashlight, they saw something blue suddenly appear in the water.

It was approaching Ye Xuan's bamboo raft with the current.

A tidal wave of corpses was rushing towards the four of them.

It's like a bug infestation.

"Fuck, why the hell did you catch up with me?"

The fat man suddenly yelled, and his whole body was trembling.

The bamboo in his hand is supporting with all his strength, and he wants to leave here at a faster speed.

But the swarm of insects behind them seemed to be desperate, chasing closely.

The distance was getting closer and closer, and a black corpse had already climbed onto the bamboo raft.

At this moment, the vast number of netizens and Professor Fu are staring at the screen intently.

Breathing stagnant.

He was looking nervously at the corpse that climbed onto the bamboo raft.

"Damn, that corpse is approaching, is it already on the bamboo raft?"

"Damn it, why is this so scary? What is it? What are Ye Xuan and the others going to do now?"

"The devil knows what to do. I dare not look at it. Wouldn't it be dangerous if I was bitten?"

……

Netizens' bullet screens are like snowflakes, with only two words written on them.

'Run. '

Old Professor Fu frowned, and unconsciously clenched his hands into fists, sweating for them in his heart.

in the tomb.

Ye Xuan frowned as he looked at the corpses on the bamboo raft that began to gather in numbers.

Before he could make a move, he saw a figure flashing beside him.

With a light wave of the little brother's black gold ancient knife, the corpse on the bamboo raft seemed to have encountered a nemesis.

Flee back into the water.

The fat man saw that the bamboo pole was no longer dead, his legs were trembling, and the speed in his hands did not slow down.

At this moment, netizens saw that the danger was temporarily lifted.

Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief, and became curious about the knife on the little brother's body.

The fat man let out a long sigh when he saw that the corpse behind him had moved away.

"Oh my god, those who can live are destined to die."

After the fat man finished speaking, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"not at all."

Ye Xuan took out a whip from his backpack and was already on alert.

Just when the fat man wanted to ask.

Suddenly there was a crash by the water's edge.

The four of them looked towards the sound, and saw a creature with two tentacles and two fangs appearing in the water slowly rising from the water.

It hit the bamboo raft extremely fast.

"Fuck me."

The fat man staggered.

fell on the bamboo raft.

The whole person will fall into the water.

Ye Xuan quickly pulled him back.

Avoid dropping into water.

The fat man patted his heart in shock, and turned to look at the things in the water.

The younger brother took a cold look at Ye Xuan.

The skill just now is not what ordinary people have.

The photographer also almost lost his footing. Fortunately, Ye Xuan had been holding her before, otherwise she would have fallen.

"What the hell is this? Why is this bug so big? And why does this color look red? What the hell?"

The fat man stared at the strange beast in the water for a long time, his scalp numb.

Corpse?

Or the red corpse?
His hair, which was already wet with sweat, had stood up at the moment.

This tomb really saw a living ghost, why is there everything.

"That is... a corpse? Why is it so big? How many good things did you eat?"

The fat man asked in fear.

The little brother looked at the huge corpse in front of him, and the ancient black gold knife in his hand also appeared.

He looked at it with murderous intent in his eyes.

"This is King Shilao, his figure is tens of meters bigger than those little corpses behind him, and his color is even more gorgeous than those little corpses."

Ye Xuan explained lightly.

After listening to the explanation, the fat man and the photographer both had chills down their spines.

Did it fall into a bug nest?First there was a corpse, then a vampire, and now there is a king bomb.

The dead king.

Fuck, this is the rhythm to drive them to death.

Fatty finally understood why these local residents were so afraid of this place.

As long as this thing appears, those who can survive in this tomb for 10 minutes are the lack of Gaoxiang on the ancestral grave.

Especially the fangs, crackling.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like the big scissors, who can bring him into the palace to be a eunuch at any time.

so horrible!

(End of this chapter)