Grave Robber: System, you want me to learn magic?

In view of the current situation that everyone is in, Tianzhen No. [-] cannot be upgraded to No. [-], and in the end it can only be carried by the fat mother.

After once again finishing off the two green men chasing after him, Qi Yan stopped and changed another hammer again, "It should not be an illusion. It has been a long time since there were no green men blocking the way to snatch Wu Xie."

Tianzhen No. [-] argued hard, "Don't talk nonsense, this green man is obviously my brother's old friend, what does it have to do with me?"

Qi Yan glanced at the little brother who was as calm as ever after recovering from the wound, and then at Wu Xie, "A true warrior, I admire, admire. I will definitely pray for you on the day of next year, Amitabha, Merlin, Amen."

Only then did Wu Xie remember that when she blamed herself, the righteous master seemed to be standing beside him by such a coincidence.

The point is that he still has an ancient black gold knife worth 100 million yuan in his hand, which chopped blood corpses, green men, fish, and heads!

"I feel, I feel..." Wu Xie looked at the sky and the earth, his eyes rolled around, obviously thinking of a way.

Before he could figure out a solution, he didn't expect the little brother's knife to fly out first, and then wiped the top of the innocent head, taking away a few cherished hairs along the way.

Wu Xie is a little closer to becoming the third uncle, gratifying to congratulate.

"I was wrong! I plead guilty! I obey the law!" Wu Xie squatted down with her hands raised high, closed her eyes and began to confess to herself.

"Boom."

This sound interrupted what Wu Xie was about to reveal about bedwetting when she was a child, and made Qi Yan, who had been recording by the side, and the fat man who was videoing, feel a little more regretful on their faces.

Wuxie turned her head and looked at the green man behind him who seemed to be about to throw him down, but now he was sanctioned by the younger brother. He stood up in embarrassment, and kicked passers-by's head violently, "Let you not talk about martial arts, let you not No brains, so you can never win rock-paper-scissors, die die die die!"

Anger is very obvious.

Qi Yan winked at the fat man, and said silently: "Incompetent and furious."

The fat man shook his head, and also silently replied: "It's kidney deficiency."

Qi Yan: Kidney deficiency?How is this related to kidney deficiency?Could it be that Fatty means that Wuxie has a weak heart and a weak body because of a weak kidney, and finally has to shush... I think too much, and it is more important to go out first and get the 4000 yuan from the second uncle Bai.

"There are fewer and fewer green men coming from the front, and there are basically none now. Does it mean that we have gone the right way, and there is an exit in front?"

"En." The younger brother simply responded, which was his affirmation of Qi Yan's words.

It's much safer now, and when Qi Yan finally has time to put the broken body of the green man into the space bag, the little brother is the first to set off.

I don't know why I can't wait to look like this.

The fat man hummed, and followed with an ax on his shoulder.

In the end, Qi Yan and Wu Xie walked together with their heads together.

Wu Xie: "I think we'd better not go out, let's build a wall at the back, dig a chimney in front, and paste a hearth with mud...how about staying down for a month before going up? In this way, you can also exercise your self-sufficiency and grow up as an adult.”

Qi Yan: "What nonsense are you talking about, Mr. Bai is waiting up there. If you want to die, don't take me with you. If you want to die by yourself, I still want to take four. Cough, then what, hurry up, die early , Believe in yourself, in the next life you will still be the bright and upright little weak chicken."

Wu Xie: "Four, four what? Are you hiding something from us? Tell me!"

Qi Yan smiled, "How could it be? I'm not someone who would betray my brother. Don't worry, it's only four thousand dollars. How can I compromise."

These four thousand can only make his soul yield.