Chapter 820: Beaulieu Holy Infant (19)

Jiang Fu's face was expressionless.

"Shen Lanshang, you have just graduated. If you really enter the archaeological circle, you should understand that it is unrealistic to expect the state to protect cultural relics. I remember that when the tomb of King Changsheng was excavated, it was the tomb robbers who discovered Changsheng first. Someone fell into King Sheng’s tomb, and the government sent people to dig it. If you want to investigate whether a place like Xiangmu Shenguo exists, the approval of funds alone is a big problem. Even if the funding problem is solved, count on their help It’s even more unrealistic for someone who is pampered and pampered to come to this place to take risks, and Uncle Shen has always wanted to do archaeology, but he has enough energy and energy. In the face of reality, personal strength is negligible.”

"You're right, but..." Linghu Lan paused and smiled. "I don't listen! I don't care what others say, I am me!" Fireworks of different colors!

"Then why did you follow me into the inspection team? Isn't that what Uncle Shen meant?"

"If my father knew that you were a tomb robber, he would report you as soon as possible. The reason why I came here was because I was curious about the second face of the archaeological wizard!"

"Now you see it!"

"So, it's time for me to die. Jiang Fu, in fact, you knew my identity early on, didn't you? You didn't intend to leave me alive at all, am I right?"

Everyone was shocked and looked at Jiang Fu in surprise.

Even Ming Xiao was a little surprised, and a strange sense of crisis surged in his heart again: If what Shen Lanshang said was true, since Jiang Fu had guessed her identity since she entered the expedition team, then Jiang Fu's scheming was too much. deep.

She lowered her eyes to cover the worry in her eyes. If Jiang Fu could count Shen Lanshang, he could also count her. Did he really never know that she was a descendant of the Ghost Mother God Kingdom?A piercing pain spread from her heart to her limbs, turning into ice cold.

Anger flashed across Jiang Fu's eyes, and he took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Shen Lanshang, because of your father, I have tolerated you again and again, so don't push yourself too far."

"Thank you, you don't have to hold back from now on, because I plan to strike first." Linghu Lan's voice was still smiling.

"Bang!" Linghu Lan shot.

Jiang Fu waved his hand, everyone understood and shot in Linghu Lan's direction.

Jiang Fu dodged aside, trying to avoid Linghu Lan's bullet.

However, the moment he dodged, he glanced at the bullet out of the corner of his eye, only to realize that the bullet was not aimed at his position at all, but the Beaulieu tentacles on the wall.

Jiang Fu's heart collapsed, no good, he was tricked.

"Run!" Jiang Fu pulled Ming Xiao and hurried to the other side of the passage.

Everyone was shocked.

"Brother Jiang? What's the matter, uh?"

"What happened?"

"Run!" Jiang Fu yelled, "Shen Lanshang is aiming at the mechanism on the wall."

Everyone: "..."

"Hold the grass! The surname is Shen, labor and management will never end with you!"

"Don't you fall into Lao Tzu's hands."

Everyone ran and scolded, and quickly ran to the other side of the passage.

Gradually, everyone ran more and more panicked.

"Did you find anything wrong?" Someone couldn't help asking.

"The passage is narrowing."

"My day, it is really narrowing. This passage is alive and can move."

"You little bitch surnamed Shen wants to squeeze us into minced meat."

The passage is very long, and the walls on both sides are getting closer to the middle.

The speed of approaching was very fast, and soon it became a passage with only one person left.

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