Tomb Robbery: Successor to the King, starting in Yunnan Worm Valley

Chapter 973 Dream within a dream

Wang Ye was telling the truth. When the fat man heard it, his face showed thoughtfulness. He immediately nodded and agreed with what Wang Ye said.

However, Fatty and Wang Ye did not tell anyone else about this matter, as doing so would alert others.

It's better to deal with the trees on the opposite hill first.

Although Wang Ye knew the situation at Zhao Yiwu was serious.

But if his enemies want to live, they will definitely not delay and will immediately come to beg Wang Ye.

Asked Wang Ye to help solve the problem, but until now, they have not shown up.

That is to say, they have no intention at all and want to do this.

What's more, fighting to the death may be their only solution and their only way out.

When thinking of these.

Wang Ye stared at the fat man and suddenly said with a smile to him.

"If Zhao Yiwu dies because of this incident, his brother may not live long either." So what should we do next? "

"Of course, take his younger brother over. Zhao Yiwu is almost a dead man now."

Wang Ye gave Fatty the answer without hesitation.

There was sadness in his tone, but it quickly disappeared without a trace.

And Wang Ye also knew in his heart that all this was Zhao Yiwu's own choice. If he wanted revenge, he must do whatever it took.

Otherwise, how could Zhao Yiwu subvert their huge strength with his own strength?

Thinking of this, Wang Ye has decided to work with Fatty to pick up his younger brother.

As for his brother asking about Zhao Yiwu, they will think of another way to fool him.

The fat man quickly nodded in agreement with what Wang Ye said, but he thought of something important and hurried to the car.

He took out the clothes from his backpack, looked at Wang Ye, and said eagerly.

"Look at these clothes. Zhao Yiwu asked me to bring them out. He said that if he dies, he will give them to his brother!"

The fat man shook his clothes as he spoke.

Wang Ye just took the piece of clothing, stared at the fat man, and said slightly indifferently.

"He should have put a suicide note inside and wanted his brother to see it, but we have to take it out now."

If his brother saw this suicide note, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to bear the blow.

The troubles were increasing one after another, and Wang Ye didn't want to see it.

What's more, when Zhao Yiwu was doing that thing, he also told them that unless the hatred this time was really completely settled.

Otherwise, no matter what happens, his brother cannot be informed of the situation here.

But Wang Ye calculated with his fingers that one day had passed, and death and destruction might be the inevitable outcome.

His mood also became extremely subtle. She also wanted to help Zhao Yiwu, but these were all his choices.

While feeling pity and sadness, Wang Ye also took out a letter from his clothes.

He specially sewed the letter on the innermost layer of his clothes. When Wang Ye took out the letter, he had a somewhat complicated expression on his face.

After he read all the contents of the letter, he felt bad. Looking at the fat man next to him, Wang Ye said to him anxiously.

"It's over. It seems that this time Zhao Yiwu really wants to die with them. Even if those people are willing to break the curse, Zhao Yiwu has already entered the death formation."

Wang Ye's tone was full of helplessness and sadness. Fatty was shocked at first, but after hearing Wang Ye's words, Fatty felt bad.

He widened his eyes, looked at Wang Ye and opened his mouth to say.

"Are you sure it's really that bad?" He stopped at this point, because the seriousness on Wang Ye's face was not fake.

With no choice but to do so, Fatty could only sigh.

Being in the death formation means that no one can save him, and he himself will die little by little inside.

Apart from this, the curse will continue forever. The grudges and hatred between these two generations are not as simple as Wang Ye thought.

How could it be like what Zhao Yiwu showed? As long as they unilaterally terminated it, Zhao Yiwu could forget about it.

Considering these circumstances, Wang Ye only had a complex look in his eyes.

To be honest, bystanders like them will never understand what Zhao Yiwu and the others are thinking in their hearts.

Thinking of this, Wang Ye's eyes were filled with weirdness.

He couldn't even speak.

When the fat man saw Wang Ye's look, he patted Wang Ye on the shoulder and spoke to him very seriously.

"There's nothing we can do. It's impossible to go back and save him now. We can't save him from this dead formation."

Even if he left a birth gate, is that birth gate really something they can easily crack?

When he set up that formation, including the mechanisms and curses he set up, they were all linked together.

Zhao Yiwu himself might not be able to think of a solution, let alone Wang Ye and the others.

Thinking of this, Wang Ye's face was filled with sadness. The suicide note in front of him must be given to his brother.

Wang Ye just glanced at it and felt that what was written inside was too heavy for him to look directly at.

He shook his head and did not continue to stare at the letter, but stuffed it back into its original position.

Since it was to be given to his younger brother, Wang Ye would also promise Zhao Yiwu to complete this matter.

Thinking of this, Wang Ye and Fatty decided to go their separate ways and bring his younger brother over.

And this matter also fell on Wu Tianzhen and Zhang Qiling.

Wang Ye believed that with the abilities of the two of them, they would be able to solve these troubles.

As night fell, Fatty and Wang Ye returned to the room to rest, while Wu Tianzhen and Zhang Qiling just drove all the way to the car.

Early the next morning, Wang Ye woke up.

But he heard strange noises outside the door, like someone walking on tiptoes.

Wang Ye looked up and saw a shadow through the window.

The shadow looked a little strange because he was walking very slowly.

And the sound seemed to come from the shadow, but it was just dawn.

Even if Wang Ye wanted to see it, he couldn't see clearly what this thing looked like.

He pushed the fat man's shoulder to wake him up. When the fat man opened his eyes and saw the figure, he said in a daze.

"Am I still dreaming?"

Hearing what Fatty said, Wang Ye wanted to slap him twice.

But while Wang Ye was glaring at the fat man, the guy quickly regained consciousness. He shook his head and looked at Wang Ye and said dumbfounded.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be my second uncle. He likes to get up early in the morning! You don't have to worry about it, nothing will happen."

The fat man closed his eyes as he spoke.

He fell asleep again, but Wang Ye felt something was wrong. If it was really his second uncle, why did he smell bad?

(End of this chapter)