December 12, 2547, 5:00 Mine Mali Township, Haojing City, Qingchuan Province, Republic Lao Song, what's wrong with you? Lao Song... Liao Xuecun shouted loudly, he regretted that he did not go forward to save him. Although this tomb robber was not in the way with him, he was in danger now, after all, he was a teammate
Xuecun, let's go quickly. Lin Bomin woke up as soon as he was dreaming. He held the book tightly with one hand and pulled Liao Xuecun up with the other hand. He pulled it hard and ran to Xianmen.
Brother-in-law, they are still there
That woman is... Old Song is no longer able to do it. He becomes her food. We took the book and the banshee woke up. Lin Bomin seemed to know something, but he stopped talking. He anxiously urged, Xuecun, it would be too late if he didn't leave.
The woman spoke to the two, but she only made a vague sound, as if she was trying to say something, but she couldn't say it.
She grabbed her withered fingers on the coffin and was about to stand up as she gestured
Liao Xuecun was frightened and his legs were weak. He just wanted to follow Lin Bomin to leave the ancient tomb quickly
Song Yu obviously couldn't save him, but his partner was still behind.
He felt reluctant to let go and turned around and called:
Scar, go quickly, go quickly!
Scar only came to his senses, raised his head blankly, and half-kneeled to get up.
As soon as he looked up, he saw the ancient costume beauty not far ahead. He was so scared that he was scattered. He immediately fell to the ground again, trembling and kowtowed repeatedly.
Go quickly Ah, she is not a god, but a monster! Seeing Scar still couldn't understand, Xuecun felt helpless and glanced at the witch again
The witch also looked at him, her mouth slightly twitching, as if she was telling something gently
Her smile made people feel pity.
Liao Xuecun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought to himself that if this woman was a living person, she would not know why she had been sleeping underground in the ground. Now that she woke up, she would definitely be very lonely and lonely.
As soon as she leaves, she will be sealed in a caucus again. What will happen to her?
Will you continue to fall asleep, or die and turn into a red pink skeleton?
Is she really Wen Ji?
How great would it be if I could have a close conversation with her and ask about her life and her story two thousand years ago?
Why not take her out of the tomb to come to the modern world?
How good is that
Lin Bomin saw Liao Xuecun standing still stupidly, and the monster was about to step down, remembering that the treasure book in his hand was hard-won and he would never lose it again.
Seeing that the situation was not good, he cruelly swung his brother-in-law's hand and ran towards the door quickly.
After a moment, Xuecun heard a dull sound from the door, and knew that Lin Bomin closed the stone gate from outside to stop the monster's pursuit.
My brother-in-law was really cruel and just escaping, locking himself to death and murdering his life.
Thinking that he has been separated from this world forever and isolated in this underground palace, even if he is not harmed by this female monster like Lao Song, he will soon starve to death in the ancient tomb and become another burial object
He couldn't help but feel sad, tears flowed out of his eyes, and he whined: Lin Bomin, you can't leave me! You are so cruel!
At this moment, because of the blockade of this huge stone door, the grief crying in the tomb chamber was quiet and desperate, besides the sad crying of Xuecun.
He turned his head and looked towards the woman. He suddenly felt that he and she were sympathetic and cherish each other a little.
The flames on the torch were jumping, and wisps of black smoke scattered and merged into the surrounding cold air
The firelight was reflected on the red lacquered ancient wooden coffin in the tomb chamber, and the body of a man and a woman was covered with gold. It was the tomb robber Song Yu and the demon girl who was holding him in her arms.
Song Yu's face was extremely distorted, ferocious and ugly. Only the corners of his mouth twitched intermittently, proved that he had not completely become a dead corpse.
The treasures he had worked so hard to collect were filled with half a bag in a big donkey-skinned bag. Those priceless treasures now have nothing to do with him. They were pressed under him and became a testimony to this tragedy, which sarcastically became a witness to this tragedy.
If you walk a lot at night, you will always encounter ghosts digging other people’s ancestral graves. How can you not be retribution?
The young rural teacher with black-framed glasses kneeled in despair on the cold stone bricks in the underground palace, feeling mixed feelings. Various reminiscences of this life flowed through his eyes like a lantern, just like watching a movie
He hated his brother-in-law's ruthlessness deeply, and he guessed how his brother-in-law explained his disappearance to his sister after he went out. After his thoughts changed, he quickly jumped to the country high school he taught. The greedy and merciless principal, his rude colleagues, and the students who usually mischievously did not study. These things that he used to hate him suddenly became cute now, making him endlessly nostalgic and longing for him.
Everything is gone by and has nothing to do with him. The end of his life is close to you, and it is within reach.
At this moment, a sigh came from the cold air, and then it turned into a woman's vague call. Come... Come... Come... Come...
Teacher Liao raised his hand and listened with his ears.
The sound was misty and misty, as if it had not existed, and it could not be seen in his ears.
He couldn't figure out whether it was because he was in a trance, or whether the demon girl was calling
With the glimmer of light, he looked to the center of the underground palace and saw that on the jasper bed in the center of the tomb, the woman was half holding Song Yu, as if she was holding her child, leaning against the wall of the ancient wooden coffin, looking at herself with stars in her eyes.
The hungry are full of joy, and they are tied up and wait for the chicken to crow
The banshee has been sleeping for two thousand years and has ushered in her first meal. After absorbing Song Yu's physical strength, she has become much warmer and fuller.
She was carved into white jade, starry light leaping in her eyes, her pink lips opened lightly, as if she was spitting out a silver bell to welcome guests, and the beautiful shadow in front of her seemed extremely attractive in the firelight.
Rather than saying she is a woman, she is a monster. She belonged to the mythological era two thousand years ago, and by chance it was modern.
She didn't know what evil method she used to trap Song Yu, and asked Song Yu to sacrifice her life for her without resistance. Now she doesn't know if she is still alive.
Facing the female monster who was eating and sucking marrow in front of him, Xuecun was afraid, but he thought that Shimen had been locked out by his brother-in-law from outside, and his hope of survival had been completely cut off. Since he was dead, it would be better to be a romantic ghost under the pomegranate skirt.
The woman gently stroked Song Yu's neck, who was already unknown, and looked carefully. There were two thin holes on the thin man's head and neck, and two lines of bright red blood slowly flowed out, quickly condensed into blood plasma in the cold air.
Her two bamboo shoot-like fibres gently spread between Song Yu's neck, and the dark blood stains were painted into a bloody painting on the man's neck like chicken skin.
She bent down her face and put her little mouth on the man's neck. The cherry mouth and the small tip of her tongue were painted.
Two bright but thin thighs wrapped around the man's waist in the robe, like a giant python squeezing the bound prey, which was extremely powerful, making it unable to struggle
A hand like a dead bone tore open Song Yu's shabby outer pants and stretched into it to touch it, as if playing with a precious antique cultural relic
The sound of sucking came from the air, which was the sound of her drawing life from a man's neck.
This horrible scene of a living vampire sucking human blood makes Teacher Liao, who is watching from a distance, creepy.
Liao Xuecun unconsciously retreated, tripped under his feet, and fell to the ground.
Strong fear permeated his body, making his body tighter and stiffer
He asked in horror: Are you, you, a human or a ghost?
The witch bowed her head and enjoyed the remaining plasma of Song Yu, just like sucking a bag of drinks, without any thoughts, ignoring him at all.
Xuecun said sadly: Can you understand my words? He was crying and muttering to himself. In short, he couldn't get out. He was about to die soon, and he was about to die! Is she a ghost or a monster? What's the point?
The woman seemed to understand Teacher Liao's sorrow. She smelled his crying sound. She suddenly looked up and moved her bloody mouth away from Lao Song's neck. She murmured to Xuecun and responded.
The voice is very low, as if it is a little lacking in energy, and the tone is delicate, mixed with melancholy, and it is very sad
Even though Liao Xuecun was quite knowledgeable about Mina and Haojing's ancient languages, he also understood her words rather than not. He thought that the woman was using ancient pronunciation.
For two thousand years, even if the grammatical shape is similar to that of now, the pronunciation has become very different, so he naturally can't understand it.
What was she going to say to herself? He had many questions to ask this woman, but the two couldn't communicate smoothly
Xuecun felt that the woman's grief resonated with her. Look at her miserable experience in her prime, she was locked in the tomb and woke up again two thousand years later.
He couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to this woman, feeling that he was really sympathetic with him. He looked at this ancient female monster with a sad face, and his heart was filled with an indescribable sense of loss.
The witch bowed her head silently, relaxed her hands, letting Song Yu go, letting her slide down on her snowy jade body
She never glanced at the man who had just hugged her skin tightly and touched her. She seemed to feel boring, just like throwing away the fish bones that had eaten up all the meat.
She slowly stood up holding the pine coffin wall, looking very weak, and she was unstable and almost fell back. She shook her body a few times before she gradually maintained her balance
Xuecun looked at it in a daze and saw the ancient beauties standing tall and graceful in front of him.
A black ancient palace dress robe, from below the collar, embroidered with a bright moon, a lifelike golden phoenix tiles raised its head and chirped at the moon, and the colorful woven phoenix tail spread through the silk ribbons at the waist to the lower hem with delicate patterns
The sleeves were extremely wide, hanging down to the knees
Teacher Liao feels like he is dreaming
He knew that this was the formal costume system of women in the palace of the Kingdom of God. He had seen it in some pictures of ladies and current antique films and TV dramas, but now it is a real ancient man who is interpreting it in front of him.
Compared with the costumes of three modern people in the tomb, the strong sense of time and space contrast came to him, making him feel more and more unreal.
The witch's originally shriveled snow breasts have become obviously plump, and a ravine is revealed in the semi-open front
The grayish-white nipples also turned pink, and two protruding points were erected under the silk robe
The pink silk ribbon on the waist has been untied halfway, revealing its white and soft belly, which is extremely tempting and seductive
On the beautiful legs of the bright moon-like snow skin, a hazy layer of black began to spread like a tide from the soles of bare feet. Just in front of Xuecun, a pair of tempting black stockings were born out of thin air and wrapped around her legs.
Although Xuecun has not yet married, women's thighs in stockings have not been seen before
The black silk seemed too soft, without a single fold, and it kept changing its color and transparency like a living thing. It was extremely sexy and extremely terrifying
Liao Xuecun was inexplicably surprised
In addition to the charming beauty of this strange black stockings, they are like they suddenly grow out of their own body, which is completely inconsistent with his physics cognition
He was sure that he had read it correctly. The black stockings were sure that they suddenly appeared on the witch. He opened his mouth wide and screamed in surprise: Ah... Just kidding, did stockings have these things two thousand years ago?
Xuecun, let's go quickly. Lin Bomin woke up as soon as he was dreaming. He held the book tightly with one hand and pulled Liao Xuecun up with the other hand. He pulled it hard and ran to Xianmen.
Brother-in-law, they are still there
That woman is... Old Song is no longer able to do it. He becomes her food. We took the book and the banshee woke up. Lin Bomin seemed to know something, but he stopped talking. He anxiously urged, Xuecun, it would be too late if he didn't leave.
The woman spoke to the two, but she only made a vague sound, as if she was trying to say something, but she couldn't say it.
She grabbed her withered fingers on the coffin and was about to stand up as she gestured
Liao Xuecun was frightened and his legs were weak. He just wanted to follow Lin Bomin to leave the ancient tomb quickly
Song Yu obviously couldn't save him, but his partner was still behind.
He felt reluctant to let go and turned around and called:
Scar, go quickly, go quickly!
Scar only came to his senses, raised his head blankly, and half-kneeled to get up.
As soon as he looked up, he saw the ancient costume beauty not far ahead. He was so scared that he was scattered. He immediately fell to the ground again, trembling and kowtowed repeatedly.
Go quickly Ah, she is not a god, but a monster! Seeing Scar still couldn't understand, Xuecun felt helpless and glanced at the witch again
The witch also looked at him, her mouth slightly twitching, as if she was telling something gently
Her smile made people feel pity.
Liao Xuecun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought to himself that if this woman was a living person, she would not know why she had been sleeping underground in the ground. Now that she woke up, she would definitely be very lonely and lonely.
As soon as she leaves, she will be sealed in a caucus again. What will happen to her?
Will you continue to fall asleep, or die and turn into a red pink skeleton?
Is she really Wen Ji?
How great would it be if I could have a close conversation with her and ask about her life and her story two thousand years ago?
Why not take her out of the tomb to come to the modern world?
How good is that
Lin Bomin saw Liao Xuecun standing still stupidly, and the monster was about to step down, remembering that the treasure book in his hand was hard-won and he would never lose it again.
Seeing that the situation was not good, he cruelly swung his brother-in-law's hand and ran towards the door quickly.
After a moment, Xuecun heard a dull sound from the door, and knew that Lin Bomin closed the stone gate from outside to stop the monster's pursuit.
My brother-in-law was really cruel and just escaping, locking himself to death and murdering his life.
Thinking that he has been separated from this world forever and isolated in this underground palace, even if he is not harmed by this female monster like Lao Song, he will soon starve to death in the ancient tomb and become another burial object
He couldn't help but feel sad, tears flowed out of his eyes, and he whined: Lin Bomin, you can't leave me! You are so cruel!
At this moment, because of the blockade of this huge stone door, the grief crying in the tomb chamber was quiet and desperate, besides the sad crying of Xuecun.
He turned his head and looked towards the woman. He suddenly felt that he and she were sympathetic and cherish each other a little.
The flames on the torch were jumping, and wisps of black smoke scattered and merged into the surrounding cold air
The firelight was reflected on the red lacquered ancient wooden coffin in the tomb chamber, and the body of a man and a woman was covered with gold. It was the tomb robber Song Yu and the demon girl who was holding him in her arms.
Song Yu's face was extremely distorted, ferocious and ugly. Only the corners of his mouth twitched intermittently, proved that he had not completely become a dead corpse.
The treasures he had worked so hard to collect were filled with half a bag in a big donkey-skinned bag. Those priceless treasures now have nothing to do with him. They were pressed under him and became a testimony to this tragedy, which sarcastically became a witness to this tragedy.
If you walk a lot at night, you will always encounter ghosts digging other people’s ancestral graves. How can you not be retribution?
The young rural teacher with black-framed glasses kneeled in despair on the cold stone bricks in the underground palace, feeling mixed feelings. Various reminiscences of this life flowed through his eyes like a lantern, just like watching a movie
He hated his brother-in-law's ruthlessness deeply, and he guessed how his brother-in-law explained his disappearance to his sister after he went out. After his thoughts changed, he quickly jumped to the country high school he taught. The greedy and merciless principal, his rude colleagues, and the students who usually mischievously did not study. These things that he used to hate him suddenly became cute now, making him endlessly nostalgic and longing for him.
Everything is gone by and has nothing to do with him. The end of his life is close to you, and it is within reach.
At this moment, a sigh came from the cold air, and then it turned into a woman's vague call. Come... Come... Come... Come...
Teacher Liao raised his hand and listened with his ears.
The sound was misty and misty, as if it had not existed, and it could not be seen in his ears.
He couldn't figure out whether it was because he was in a trance, or whether the demon girl was calling
With the glimmer of light, he looked to the center of the underground palace and saw that on the jasper bed in the center of the tomb, the woman was half holding Song Yu, as if she was holding her child, leaning against the wall of the ancient wooden coffin, looking at herself with stars in her eyes.
The hungry are full of joy, and they are tied up and wait for the chicken to crow
The banshee has been sleeping for two thousand years and has ushered in her first meal. After absorbing Song Yu's physical strength, she has become much warmer and fuller.
She was carved into white jade, starry light leaping in her eyes, her pink lips opened lightly, as if she was spitting out a silver bell to welcome guests, and the beautiful shadow in front of her seemed extremely attractive in the firelight.
Rather than saying she is a woman, she is a monster. She belonged to the mythological era two thousand years ago, and by chance it was modern.
She didn't know what evil method she used to trap Song Yu, and asked Song Yu to sacrifice her life for her without resistance. Now she doesn't know if she is still alive.
Facing the female monster who was eating and sucking marrow in front of him, Xuecun was afraid, but he thought that Shimen had been locked out by his brother-in-law from outside, and his hope of survival had been completely cut off. Since he was dead, it would be better to be a romantic ghost under the pomegranate skirt.
The woman gently stroked Song Yu's neck, who was already unknown, and looked carefully. There were two thin holes on the thin man's head and neck, and two lines of bright red blood slowly flowed out, quickly condensed into blood plasma in the cold air.
Her two bamboo shoot-like fibres gently spread between Song Yu's neck, and the dark blood stains were painted into a bloody painting on the man's neck like chicken skin.
She bent down her face and put her little mouth on the man's neck. The cherry mouth and the small tip of her tongue were painted.
Two bright but thin thighs wrapped around the man's waist in the robe, like a giant python squeezing the bound prey, which was extremely powerful, making it unable to struggle
A hand like a dead bone tore open Song Yu's shabby outer pants and stretched into it to touch it, as if playing with a precious antique cultural relic
The sound of sucking came from the air, which was the sound of her drawing life from a man's neck.
This horrible scene of a living vampire sucking human blood makes Teacher Liao, who is watching from a distance, creepy.
Liao Xuecun unconsciously retreated, tripped under his feet, and fell to the ground.
Strong fear permeated his body, making his body tighter and stiffer
He asked in horror: Are you, you, a human or a ghost?
The witch bowed her head and enjoyed the remaining plasma of Song Yu, just like sucking a bag of drinks, without any thoughts, ignoring him at all.
Xuecun said sadly: Can you understand my words? He was crying and muttering to himself. In short, he couldn't get out. He was about to die soon, and he was about to die! Is she a ghost or a monster? What's the point?
The woman seemed to understand Teacher Liao's sorrow. She smelled his crying sound. She suddenly looked up and moved her bloody mouth away from Lao Song's neck. She murmured to Xuecun and responded.
The voice is very low, as if it is a little lacking in energy, and the tone is delicate, mixed with melancholy, and it is very sad
Even though Liao Xuecun was quite knowledgeable about Mina and Haojing's ancient languages, he also understood her words rather than not. He thought that the woman was using ancient pronunciation.
For two thousand years, even if the grammatical shape is similar to that of now, the pronunciation has become very different, so he naturally can't understand it.
What was she going to say to herself? He had many questions to ask this woman, but the two couldn't communicate smoothly
Xuecun felt that the woman's grief resonated with her. Look at her miserable experience in her prime, she was locked in the tomb and woke up again two thousand years later.
He couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to this woman, feeling that he was really sympathetic with him. He looked at this ancient female monster with a sad face, and his heart was filled with an indescribable sense of loss.
The witch bowed her head silently, relaxed her hands, letting Song Yu go, letting her slide down on her snowy jade body
She never glanced at the man who had just hugged her skin tightly and touched her. She seemed to feel boring, just like throwing away the fish bones that had eaten up all the meat.
She slowly stood up holding the pine coffin wall, looking very weak, and she was unstable and almost fell back. She shook her body a few times before she gradually maintained her balance
Xuecun looked at it in a daze and saw the ancient beauties standing tall and graceful in front of him.
A black ancient palace dress robe, from below the collar, embroidered with a bright moon, a lifelike golden phoenix tiles raised its head and chirped at the moon, and the colorful woven phoenix tail spread through the silk ribbons at the waist to the lower hem with delicate patterns
The sleeves were extremely wide, hanging down to the knees
Teacher Liao feels like he is dreaming
He knew that this was the formal costume system of women in the palace of the Kingdom of God. He had seen it in some pictures of ladies and current antique films and TV dramas, but now it is a real ancient man who is interpreting it in front of him.
Compared with the costumes of three modern people in the tomb, the strong sense of time and space contrast came to him, making him feel more and more unreal.
The witch's originally shriveled snow breasts have become obviously plump, and a ravine is revealed in the semi-open front
The grayish-white nipples also turned pink, and two protruding points were erected under the silk robe
The pink silk ribbon on the waist has been untied halfway, revealing its white and soft belly, which is extremely tempting and seductive
On the beautiful legs of the bright moon-like snow skin, a hazy layer of black began to spread like a tide from the soles of bare feet. Just in front of Xuecun, a pair of tempting black stockings were born out of thin air and wrapped around her legs.
Although Xuecun has not yet married, women's thighs in stockings have not been seen before
The black silk seemed too soft, without a single fold, and it kept changing its color and transparency like a living thing. It was extremely sexy and extremely terrifying
Liao Xuecun was inexplicably surprised
In addition to the charming beauty of this strange black stockings, they are like they suddenly grow out of their own body, which is completely inconsistent with his physics cognition
He was sure that he had read it correctly. The black stockings were sure that they suddenly appeared on the witch. He opened his mouth wide and screamed in surprise: Ah... Just kidding, did stockings have these things two thousand years ago?
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