"Da Da Da, Da Da!"

Under the Qin and Han +9 marksmanship, basically every time a gunshot sounds, a monster will die with it.

After attacking, Qin Han looked at the situation on the field.

It's not bad, Shirley Yang, who has been practicing martial arts since childhood, plus excellent marksmanship, can cope with it easily.

Lao Hu is almost the same, and the situation on the battlefield is more dangerous than here.

It's a fat man, who has learned Xingyi boxing for almost a year, although he hasn't learned much boxing, but this year's standing pile, the body is obviously better under the handling of qi and blood, and the strength and speed are also a lot faster.

In addition, the marksmanship is also good, and the record is only slightly worse than that of Lao Hu and Shirley Yang.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

"Roar!"

The monsters that were still alive on the field became more and more irritable, and they were not afraid of death, and directly launched a suicidal attack.

"Dada, da, da!"

Qin Han killed several monsters that rushed in, and then jumped to a stone pillar more than ten meters high and looked down condescendingly.

"Da

"Click!"

Qin Han, who had a better vision, shot again and again, supporting the other three from time to time.

The sound of empty gunfire rang out, Qin Han easily changed the magazine and continued to shoot.

"Dada, dada, dada........."

Ten minutes later.

The gunfire stopped, and more than a hundred monster corpses appeared on Tiangong Square.

Qin Han jumped down, and the old bearded fat man Shirley Yang also walked towards Qin Han.

"I'll go, what the hell is this going on?"

"If you want me to say that this dedication to the king is too, I don't dare to do anything serious every day to know that I am engaged in these crooked ways. "

The fat man lifted the monster corpse at his feet and cursed.

Lao Hu squatted down and looked around carefully: "Old Qin, Chief of Staff Yang, do you think you seem to have seen this ghost thing somewhere?"

Shirley Yang pondered: "It's indeed a little familiar, hey, do you remember that kind of creature that resembles a dead float when we were at the water's edge~?"

"They have some kind of worm in their stomachs, could this be that kind of bug?"

Qin Han took out the kettle and took a sip of water: "It should be, that death drift is definitely not a simple death float, since the king has made it, it must be useful, maybe it is used to breed these monsters." "

Shirley Yang squatted down and said curiously, "But I don't understand, why is it humanoid?"

Qin Han lightly kicked the monster corpse: "That dead floating is a human corpse, it is estimated that they are all women, and it is not strange that they were conceived with a woman's corpse, and they grow into a human form." "

"This thing is estimated to be a species invented by King Xian himself with the technique of scabs. "

The fat man said in disgust: "This king is really not doing personnel every day, but it should be said or not, this unlucky thing is really fierce enough, if this thing is placed on the ancient battlefield, it is no different from a group of tigers." "

Shirley Yang was still a little puzzled: "Then how did they suddenly grow so big? Moreover, they have been in the dead belly for thousands of years, why did they run out as soon as we came?"

Lao Hu thought for a while and guessed: "It should have something to do with the big bug we killed." "

Qin Han shook his head and said, "I think it should be related to the red mist to be precise. "

"We came in and were discovered by the Huo's undead insects, and the Huo's undead insects spewed out red mist, so that no matter whether the Huo's undead insects die or not, these monsters have become the backhand. "

Hearing this, Shirley Yang nodded: "There is indeed such a possibility." "

Lao Hu frowned and said: "Then it's troublesome, there are still a lot of dead floats in the gourd cave, if these things are crawled out of the dead floats' stomachs, then when we go back, it will not be easy." "

Shirley Yang sighed: "Don't worry about these for now, our top priority is to get out of here quickly, but where is this underground palace dedicated to the king?"

The four of them came to the edge of the cliff as they spoke, looking at the magnificent golden auspicious clouds in front of them.

"Lao Hu, don't look at the bottom, hurry up and think about where the palace of the king is, this is your job. "

The fat man urged.

"There is a record in this yin and yang feng shui, do not look at the mountain, first look at the water, there is a mountain without water to find the land, the mountain and the water are a pair of yin and yang, there is a mountain without water can not be called a dragon vein. "

"Since the mountains turn with the water, yin and yang depend on each other. "

"Two mountains and one water, the mountains and rivers will, both dragons and dragons. "

"So in my opinion, this place happens to be the pattern of the Son of Heaven with two mountains and one water. "

"This underground palace dedicated to Wang Lao'er should be under this deep pool. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Lao Hu recalled the deep pool he saw when he climbed from the cliff to the Heavenly Palace.

And this deep pool is just under the overpass of this heavenly palace.

And the two mountains connected by the flyover also happen to become two mountains with a water.

"In the deep pool? impossible, there is water in the pool, and if the tomb is in the water, won't it be flooded?"

The fat man was puzzled.

"'Well, let's equip ourselves and we'll see what we'll see later.'" "

Qin Han made a direct decision.

The three of them nodded when they heard this.

After finding an open space, the four of them took a sip of water, and then took out several boxes of ammunition from their respective backpacks.

Next, take out the empty magazine and start pressing the bullets.

Half an hour later.

After the four of them rested, the bullets were refilled, and they got up and left the deep pool of the Heavenly Palace.

The cliffs up the mountain are not easy to climb, and the cliffs down the mountain are even more difficult to walk.

"Be careful, watch out for the gravel under your feet. "

Qin Han reminded. []

"Good!"

"Come!"

"Be careful!"

"Slow down!"

"Be careful, walk against the rock wall, don't fall down, say you fatty, be steady. "

"Look at your feet!"

On a trail of about half a meter, the four of them walked carefully.

Especially in some sections, there is not even this half-meter trail, and you need to jump (Wang Nuo's) to go over.

There are even some sections of the trail that are only ten centimeters away, and the four of them not only have to walk with their feet, but also need to hold on to the stone wall.

"Whew!"

"It's hard to imagine how the timber and stone of the Tiangong building were transported on such a section of the road, and how many people died during this period. "

"This dedication to the king is really crazy, for the sake of one of his own bright buildings, he even ignored the lives of so many people. "

"It's better than a tyrant, no, it's not treating the people as human beings at all. "

Shirley Young complained angrily as she watched her walk underneath.

As soon as these words came out, Qin Han, the fat man, and Lao Hu all nodded wildly.

It's not easy to walk, let alone carry wood and stone.

In particular, the wood and stone cannot be transported in pieces, and they must be transported in large pieces.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to build such a heavenly palace.

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