Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

The candlelight crackled slightly.

Flames splattered.

A fist came towards Cong Ye with the sound of breaking through the air.

Cong also slid sideways, as light as if he had no weight, avoiding the fist coming towards him.

The man behind him had extraordinary agility, and his reflexes were not inferior to Cong Ye's. His fist changed its path and turned into a sharp and fast clap, attacking Cong Ye's neck.

Cong also learned kung fu from Yue Erhong. The kung fu of the Hong family focused on lightness of movement and the ability to move a thousand pounds with four ounces. At the same time, Cong also learned kung fu not only from the Hong family, but also from many masters such as Huang Rong, Lu Junyi, and Dongfang Bubai. One or two moves.

As a result, his movements are so changeable and his methods are even more difficult to capture. Once he takes the initiative to attack, the opponent can only passively change offense into defense.

Cong Ye raised his hand and instantly grabbed the opponent's wrist, and his other hand suddenly turned into a palm and slapped the opponent's chest.

The opponent took two steps back and swept Cong Ye's side face with a leg whip.

Cong Ye's waist was soft, and while leaning down to avoid it, he kicked the opponent's waist.

The other party is very responsive and his ability to endure pain is exceptional.

Cong Ye's kick would have caused ordinary people to curl up on the ground in pain, but the other party's body also stiffened.

A big, cold hand as strong as an iron grip grasped Cong Ye's ankle. Seeing that Cong Ye couldn't break free, he threw himself towards the other party, with a pair of arms tightly restraining the other party's neck.

The man stepped back, but was tripped by the uneven grooves on the ground.

Cong also fell hard on the opponent's body.

The other party let go of his hand, and Cong also took the opportunity to lock the other's hands.

Cong Ye couldn't help but curled his lips in satisfaction, and his eyes suddenly met a pair of quiet eyes.

Cong also saw in these eyes the thousands of Buddhist niches reflected on the wall, as well as his own appearance.

He was stunned.

Throughout the ages, there have been many words used to describe a person's appearance and temperament.

Lang Jue is uniquely beautiful, the road is like jade, the posture of pines and cypresses...

These words flashed through Cong Ye's mind, but they were like shooting stars without leaving any trace.

In the end, only two words stayed in his mind.

——Snowy mountains.

Although it was very abstract, Cong also felt that the person in front of him was like a silent white jade-like snow mountain.

While Cong Ye was stunned, the opponent hit Cong Ye in the head with a headbutt.

"Ow!"

Cong was also knocked over by him and sat down on the ground, covering his forehead and letting out a cry.

The other party immediately got up and ran towards the door.

Cong Ye blurted out in a hurry:

"Zhang Qi Ling!"

Cong just tried, but he didn't expect that the other party actually stopped.

Zhang Qiling suddenly turned around. Behind him were thousands of candlelights and Buddhist niches. The candlelight reflected on his face. He was very young. He looked about the same age as Cong Ye. He was wearing a long navy blue dress, which didn't look like a robe. But Cong couldn't recognize what kind of clothing it was.

Zhang Qiling just looked at him, and Cong Ye was like a snowflake falling into his eyes.

He blinked his eyes, his eyes were sharp and clear, and suddenly he felt a sense of fate as vast as a wasteland.

"who are you?"

Cong also heard his voice.

He jumped up from the ground and ran towards Zhang Qiling: "I'm here to find you."

Cong didn't expect to find Zhang Qiling.

He's so lucky.

Zhang Qiling looked at him and asked repeatedly: "Who are you?"

"My name is Congye, Congzongzongzong, maybe. I'm here to find you and give you this thing."

Cong didn't expect Zhang Qiling to be so young.

He suddenly remembered something again.

Yin Xinyue said that Zhang Qiling succeeded Zhang Qiling in 1920.

No, this is so hard to say.

Cong Ye asked: "What's your name?"

Although Zhang Qiling is Zhang Qiling, before becoming Zhang Qiling, he must have his own name.

Zhang Qiling looked at him without saying anything, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

It couldn't be that he didn't have a name. Cong was also stiff. The children of the big family seemed to be quite curly.

Although the Zhang family has declined, for such a family that can live forever and is born with an abnormal constitution, if you want to become the clan leader, you must have become a demon, right?

You didn’t even give your child a name!

Cong Ye looked at Zhang Qiling, inexplicably feeling that he was a bit stupid.

Cong Ye could no longer hold back his heart. He stepped forward and showed the bronze in his palm and said:

"I'm here to give you this thing. People from your Zhang family asked me to come to you. Just call me brother."

Zhang Qiling took the meteorite copper from Cong Ye's hand and glanced at him: "Cong Ye."

"..."

Cong Ye pursed his lips, why was he not as easy to fool as he looked?

"Brother, I have delivered the things to you. My mission has been completed. I take my leave."

Cong also waved his hand towards him.

Although Zhang Qiling was unwilling to call him brother, it did not affect Cong Ye from calling him brother at all.

The moment Cong Ye passed Zhang Qiling.

There was nothing at his feet.

"what!"

boom!

boom!

There were two muffled sounds of flesh hitting the ground.

Cong Ye's wailing followed.

"It hurts to death!"

Cong has not suffered this yet.

He climbed up with difficulty, looked at the darkness in front of him, and patted the cheek of his brother Zhang Qiling.

"explain!"

Cong Ye's voice contained a hint of threat.

In the darkness, Zhang Qiling pursed her lips and said, "I can't beat you, so I pressed the button."

"..."

Cong also took a breath.

So it's thanks to him that he grabbed Zhang Qiling's clothes when he fell, right?

Otherwise, he would be left alone in this hellish place.

This is a closed secret room with no light coming out.

"Turn the switch on."

Cong Ye said to Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling was silent for three seconds before explaining: "The mechanism can only be opened from the outside."

Cong Ye: "..."

He now wished he had telepathy with his lieutenant.

"Let me give you a name!"

Cong Ye sighed, "Little unfortunate guy! What do you think?"

Zhang Qiling didn't speak.

Cong couldn't sit still, stood up and started thinking about a solution.

"If I use the Five Thunder Techniques, I can get out, but the Zhang Family Ancient Building may be gone..."

"No."

The unlucky guy now knows what to say.

He didn't know what Five Thunder Techniques was, but nothing could happen to the Zhang Family Ancient Building.

This is the only place he can stay.

Cong Ye snorted coldly. Of course he couldn't use the Five Thunder Technique, otherwise wouldn't the lieutenant somewhere in the Zhang family's ancient building also be implicated?

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it, I'll just eat a peach first!"

Cong also took out a flat peach as big as his head from [My Collection].

Cong Ye was chewing on a flat peach and staring at Zhang Qiling.

The unfortunate guy sat on the ground, staring at his own knees, and didn't make a sound.

Zhang Qiling didn't make any sound until Cong Ye finished chewing a whole peach.

Sometimes, he is as quiet as a mountain.

"Little unfortunate guy," Cong Ye asked him, "Are you hungry?"

Cong was also very curious, how many years had Zhang Qiling lived in the Zhangjia ancient building?

Would you really not go crazy if you stayed alone in the Zhangjia Ancient Building?

Zhang Qiling still didn't speak.