Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 812: Beaulieu Holy Infant (11)

Jiang Fu took a deep breath, calmed down, and said calmly, "It's up to you, but this time you didn't fulfill the agreement, so you don't have to worry about the remuneration."

Gu Peng sneered, "That's not kind, I followed you all the way here, and a brother died. At the beginning, I only said that I came here to dig treasures, but I didn't say that I would die. Our fate is here, you just say It's over without paying? You don't do things properly."

Jiang Fu sneered, "When you enter the ancient city, the money will be given to you naturally, even if it is given to you now, do you have the life to take the money back?"

"It's up to me whether I take it back or not. I'll pay half of the reward. We'll go our separate ways in the future. Whether it's life or death has nothing to do with you."

Gu Peng spat, his eyes were already fierce.

Ming Xiao pulled Jiang Fu and shook his head: A twisted melon is not sweet, so keeping him here forcibly is useless and adds to the chaos.

Jiang Fu snorted, took out 2 yuan from his backpack and handed it to Gu Peng without another word.

Gu Peng took the money and grinned. "Thanks!"

Jiang Fu turned his head and didn't look at him again, he couldn't find Shen Lanshang, he was inexplicably panicked, he didn't have time to care about people in the market like Gu Peng.

He shouted in a low voice: "Let's go! Keep your eyes bright this time!"

He took the lead in walking in front. This time, everyone carefully avoided the collapsed walls of the ancient city, and quickly passed the long street, and walked to the center of the ancient city. There are mountains on one side, and a few dilapidated streets on the other side, which are similar to the streets they just came to, no different.

Gu Peng looked at it, probably already at the end, the ancient city was buried underground, a greasy smile floated on his face.

"Okay, let's go, brothers, let's say goodbye here, I wish you success." With a flash, he scurried into another street.

"Brother Jiang, do we want him..." Zhao Qixing made a click gesture.

A cold light flickered in Jiang Fu's eyes, and he really wanted to kill Gu Peng immediately.

He has cooperated with Gu Peng a few times, and Gu Peng has some skills, but he made a fortune in the past smoothly, but he didn't see that he was greedy for life and afraid of death.

However, if he kills someone now, his reputation will be ruined. It is estimated that no one will want to follow him in the tomb robbery in the future.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry about him, let's find the ancient city."

"How should I find it now?"

Jiang Fu looked around and said: "Ghost Mother God has mountains, water, dense forests and deserts. The mountains refer to the Zambra Snow Mountain, the desert refers to the Tankar Desert, and the water refers to Yingyue Lake. We have never seen it outside. The lake here is so wide, it is very likely to be Yingyue Lake."

Someone clicked his tongue, "It's a lake, it's too small."

"I know this. The lakes in the desert are not necessarily large in size. The main thing is the water volume. I have seen a lake called Lian Shui before. It is actually a small puddle, but the water volume is very abundant. It is also called a lake here. , Thousands of years have passed, and the landform here has changed a long time ago." Another person explained casually.

Several people spread out to find the entrance of the ancient city. At the foot of Zambra Snow Mountain, buried in the sand, eight Beaulieu pillars were exposed.

These pillars were carved from stone, and they were not so badly eroded by the wind. From a distance, they were covered by things, and they thought they were broken city walls. When they got closer, they could see that they were quite exquisitely carved divine pillars.

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