Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1083 The pit is 199 meters deep, let me borrow your mouth (3)
After Cao Yuan finished speaking, he lowered his head and picked up the broken organ bird, heaving a sigh of relief, and everyone was also relieved, talking and laughing.But Cao Yuan held up the lantern and looked up, but his eyes widened suddenly, as if he saw something that frightened him, he took a step back subconsciously, and roared sadly.

"After rewinding—everyone back—"

His warning cries were drowned in a splash of rubble.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Clap!"

"Bang-bang-bang!"

"Run! Run! Run!"

The stone slab at the door of the tomb, which was supposed to be thick, suddenly shattered into stone slag like shattered tempered glass, collapsing directly from the position of the door beam, and the dense stones collided with each other, flying around in the narrow tomb passage. The howling sound of ghosts and wolves hit people's eardrums more than the sound of an explosion.

The gravel fell like a ghost, covering the sky and covering the ground.

Not only the tomb door, but the entire tomb passage seemed to be shaken.

"Xiao Jiu, run!"

Mo thought that he was the one with the fastest reaction.

Relying on his martial arts skills, he swung the blood jade flute in front of him, rushing forward to protect Mo Jiu regardless of the falling gravel.

However, when he rushed to Mo Jiu's side, he realized that the two wheels of the "Disabled Old Xiao" that Chi Xi was pushing were running faster than his two legs. Live in Mo Jiu.

"Little Nine..."

He was startled, and reached out to grab Mo Jiu, but Xiao Changsi pushed his arm away without a trace.

"My dear wife, are you all right?"

Mo Dan was dumbfounded, and was startled again.

Over there, Xiao Changsi ignored him, and pressed Mo Jiulian and his head into his arms. While holding her who was still in a daze, he patted her on the back.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you have a husband here, you don't have to be afraid of anything."

"Cough, cough, cough! I'll fuck you!" Mo Jiu's throat was itchy from being choked by the falling dust the moment the tomb door opened, and he couldn't even breathe normally when he covered his chest so capriciously. Then, in a state of almost suffocation, he was forcibly taken back for a long distance, and he didn't know how his feet landed on the ground.

When she came back to her senses, she took a look at the tomb door that had stopped "exploding", and then at Xiao Changsi who was standing upright. She froze for a moment, and she burst into anger.

"Aren't you handicapped?"

With a soft grunt, Xiao Changsi slowly raised his hand, wiped the saliva on her face, and with a hoarse voice, he asked calmly, "Why did your husband say that your legs and feet are inconvenient?"

... Nima ah!

Mo Jiu hadn't been angry for a long time, and thought he had mastered ninjutsu.

But at this moment, the countercurrent flowed from the chest to the throat, and it was impossible to hold it down.

"You don't have any handicap, what kind of shit wheelchair do you sit in?"

"...Am I lazy?"

Staring at the big black felt hat in front of him, Mo Jiu narrowed his eyes fiercely, a little bit wanting to blow his head off.

She silently said several times "I am the great son of the Mohist school, and there are many Mohist disciples here", she finally controlled the disordered breathing rate, gritted her teeth in a dark way, and stared at Xiao Changsi.

"Old Xiao, this reason is very mentally handicapped."

"It's rare for a beloved wife to praise her, so it's not in vain for her husband to be lazy this time."

"..." Fortunately, he understood that "mentally disabled" is a compliment.

Mo Jiu took a breath again, and was searching for ways to deal with thick-skinnedness in his mind, when Cao Yuan trotted over and relieved the siege.

"Juzi, there is another tomb door inside."

(End of this chapter)