Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

Why should you take the initiative to speak up?

Wu Xie thought there were probably three reasons.

Firstly, he was hesitant to entrust Shen Mingchao to anyone else.

Secondly, he wanted to test just how profound the impact of this ability was.

Thirdly, given Xiao Ge's special status, and the presence of all sorts of people, both overt and covert, it's best not to let too many people know about Shen Mingchao's special relationship with him. This would be a form of protection for both of them.

Wu Xie had considered things very carefully, but the moment Shen Mingchao's hands gripped his forearms, he regretted it.

He underestimated Shen Mingchao's influence on him and overestimated his own self-control.

The scene before my eyes gradually distorted.

The woman in the picture is even more beautiful and charming, with her glass-like eyes half-closed, her gaze alluring and seductive.

While Wu Xie was still in a daze, the other party suddenly lunged at him.

In that instant, it felt as if endless flames were scorching his entire body, and all his reason crumbled at that moment.

Before long, his forehead was covered in sweat, as if he had returned to the desert of ancient Tongjing, stubbornly searching for Haizi who could liberate him, not even noticing his fingertips digging into his palm.

God knows how much willpower he used to suppress that ever-growing evil fire.

When blood began to seep from his palm, Wu Xie could no longer hold back. Without even greeting Xiao Hua who came to greet him, he broke free from Shen Mingchao's hand and ran away in a panic.

Wu Xie's behavior left everyone present puzzled.

Shen Mingchao was even more at a loss. She couldn't see and her hand had been flung away, so she could only anxiously ask, "Idol, Fatty, what happened to him? Why did he suddenly flung me away?"

The fat guy casually offered an explanation for his brother, "Everyone has to go to the bathroom sometimes, it's normal."

After saying that, the fat man thought for a moment and felt that he should help clean up the mess left by Wu Xie, so he stepped forward to lead the way for Shen Mingchao.

But before the fat man could make a move, someone else reacted even faster.

Zhang Qilin grabbed Shen Mingchao's wrist and said, "It's me."

The sound was exceptionally reassuring.

Shen Mingchao silently prayed in his heart, "May the Spirit Gate endure forever!"

Xie Yuchen silently took everything in, countless questions arising in his mind. Finally, he turned his gaze to Zhang Qilin... and the unfamiliar girl beside him.

He first said to the deliveryman, "Welcome back."

The two most respectable people present then nodded to each other as a greeting.

Shen Mingchao, though blind, had exceptionally sharp hearing. The male voice he had just heard had a clear, melodious tone, as if it had been kissed by God.

She had only one thought in her mind—her ear was pregnant!

Adding another entry to the "God is chasing after me to feed me" series.

While Shen Mingchao was lost in thought, the person asked her a question the next second.

"Excuse me, sir, who is this girl next to you...?"

Zhang Qilan was a man of few words, and Shen Mingchao was about to introduce herself. But before she could speak, the fat man shouted and rushed over: "Hey! Girl! I got my sunglasses from the car, put them on first, then we can continue our chat."

That's great, very thoughtful, no wonder you're a plus-size mom.

Shen Mingchao quickly removed the gauze and put on his sunglasses without wasting a moment.

She then tried to open her eyes, and after feeling that her eyes had fully adapted to the outside light, she opened them completely.

As the scene before him became clearer, Shen Mingchao's eyes suddenly welled up with tears, and his voice became hoarse.

"Tears welling up! I've finally been unearthed and seen the light of day again!"

"Hehe." A pleasant chuckle rang out, followed by a teasing remark: "Excuse me, are you an antique?"

Shen Mingchao was so curious about what the person with the heavenly voice looked like that she immediately looked in the direction of the sound, and the next second she was bombarded with a beautiful face!

The young man in sight was tall and slender, wearing a clean and tidy windbreaker, and looked refined and noble.

Looking further up, the young man had delicate features, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes adorned with peach blossoms in March, making him breathtakingly beautiful.

If it weren't for the sunglasses obscuring the colors, the young man's appearance would have been even more stunning.

Shen Mingchao was momentarily stunned, and couldn't help but ask the question that was on his mind: "Which window did God close for you?"

"What?" Xie Yuchen didn't follow the other person's train of thought.

Shen Mingchao was somewhat annoyed: "How can someone have such a beautiful voice and be so good-looking? I just can't understand it! These two are all like Nuwa's graduation projects!"

Wu Xie returned after changing his clothes. Shen Mingchao looked at Wu Xie, who was now clean-cut and handsome, finally resembling a gentle scholar from a book, and asked a question that had been on his mind for a long time.

"Hey, is your team really that bad-looking?"

"What?" This time, Wu Xie was dumbfounded.

Shen Mingchao, still lost in his own world, exclaimed, "This place is practically a paradise for those who appreciate good looks!"

The fat man couldn't understand any of it, so he quietly nudged Wu Xie and whispered, "What nonsense is this kid spouting? Why does he go crazy as soon as he sees Master Xie after putting on sunglasses?"

Wu Xie leaned closer to Xie Yuchen and asked, "Xiao Hua, what just happened between you two?"

Xie Yuchen shrugged: "She said she was just unearthed, so I casually joked and asked if it was an antique. Who knew she would suddenly start saying things I couldn't understand."

Wu Xie frowned and leaned closer to Zhang Qilan, asking, "Brother, can you understand what she's saying?"

Zhang Qilin shook his head, but gave a very powerful message: "I don't understand, she does this all the time."

often?

Wu Xie was even considering taking Shen Mingchao to see a psychiatrist first, since he had been inside the Bronze Gate for five months, it wouldn't be hard to understand if he came out with a mental illness.

Fortunately, Xie Yuchen thought for a moment and roughly guessed what Shen Mingchao meant. He smiled and asked gently, "I think you're complimenting us on our good looks?"

Shen Mingchao nodded vigorously, exclaiming in surprise, "Wow, a kindred spirit! You actually understand me!!"

The fat man gave Xie Yuchen a thumbs-up in admiration. He thought the young man's words and actions were already difficult to translate, but he didn't expect to see another one who couldn't speak human language.

However, he was still a little confused: "Girl, what's with your Nuwa graduation project? How does it involve Nuwa?"

Shen Mingchao explained in a serious tone, "It means Nuwa's graduation project."

The fat man was both amused and exasperated: "Goodness, who came up with this word? It's really imaginative."

After talking to the fat man, Shen Mingchao looked at Xie Yuchen again. This man understood what she said and happened to be her type, so her liking for him immediately increased.

She walked up to him confidently and extended her hand in a friendly manner: "Hello, my name is Shen Mingchao, it's nice to meet you."

Xie Yuchen was exceptionally gentlemanly. He returned the handshake while speaking gently and introducing himself.

But the moment their hands clasped together, Xie Yuchen was suddenly confronted with a series of indescribable images, and a surge of heat washed over him.

Before Xie Yuchen could even process what was happening, Shen Mingchao withdrew his hand, and everything he had seen and felt vanished into thin air.

In the end, all that dreamlike experience left only a faint aftertaste within him, reminding him that it wasn't an illusion.

Xie Yuchen frowned, looking at the nonchalant girl in front of him, hesitant to speak for a moment.