Live Treasure Hunter In The Secret Realm

As he spoke, Hanzhe took a deep breath, silently turned and pointed the live broadcast at the huge crater in the distance. At this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room was originally in a very excited state, but the following scenes made them unable to laugh anymore.

Looking around, I saw a large plain within a radius of several tens of meters, which has turned into a huge crater at this moment. It left traces like a meteorite explosion, making every viewer in front of the camera feel a strong visual impact.

"Fuck! What the hell is this TM! Where is the crater!"

"F*ck! I see, this TM is the explosion of the methane tank in the underground palace! The entire burial underground palace has been blown down!"

"Fortunately, the anchor runs fast. If this TM stays in the underground palace, it will be blown into ashes!"

"The room manager Yang Wudi presented the anchor with 66 rockets!-awesome! Old Han, you are playing a big sword in front of the ghost gate!"

"Little Sun gave the anchor 10 rockets!-what else to say! Gifts go!"

All of a sudden, the audience in the live room was mad and grabbed their hair. There is nothing more visual impact than the crater in front of them. It is only at this moment that the audience feels firsthand how dangerous it was before the cold rut.

After the audience was overwhelmed with amazement, Hanzhe said with a green face: "Everyone has seen it. I can say that I really walked in front of the ghost gate. If I were still in the underground palace, I would have already turned into ashes. ."

"It is hard to imagine how many corpses were used by the people in Fengmen Village to accumulate such a terrifying biogas digester. The power of the explosion can actually blow up the entire tomb. As you can imagine, it is definitely impossible for Heiyan to leave a piece. Good meat. I really admire the extent to which the Fengmen villagers adhere to their own duties."

"However, it is a pity that the tomb has been completely destroyed by bombing. Even if the tomb can be dug out, it is estimated that no complete historical documents can be found. Hiss~"

Speaking of this, Hanzhe suddenly felt pain in his back and lung leaves. After realizing this, Hanzhe suddenly felt tight and squatted down to check his injuries.

"Huh~"

Slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, coldly expelling all the air in the leaves of the lungs. At this time, he felt a faint pain in his back and lung leaves.

However, after feeling this, the cold rut was relieved. With the basic knowledge of tomb robbery transmitted systematically, he knows that pain is the real feeling, which proves that the lungs have not been severely injured.

If the lung leaves and internal organs are really injured, he should feel chest tightness and numbness. This kind of pain should be caused by the bruise left behind when the gravel bursts out of the tomb.

So, Hanzhe rubbed his heart and rested for a few minutes. After feeling the pain lessened, he continued: "Brothers, I was injured in the back by a gravel when I rushed out of the tunnel. Plus the tomb. Encounters shocked my internal organs, which made me feel uncomfortable."

"Fortunately, this is the best result. If I was really injured by the organ in the tomb, you can recall that there is no such thing as the Ba Niu crossbow, the organ continuous crossbow, the biogas tank and the broken dragon gate. It is not fatal."

"In general, this live broadcast can be said to be extremely dangerous. If you are not careful in the middle, you will be killed on the spot. With this manager, I have also received a lot of goods. I only really feel it now. The charm and danger are so real."

Speaking of this, Hanzhe feels full of pride in his heart. Can't help but get up and shout against the moonlit night sky: "Who else!~"

For a while, the sound of the cold rut was like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, spreading for dozens of miles under the night sky, and it continued to echo after a few seconds. At this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room was also infected by the shouting aura, and everyone was flushed with excitement.

"Awesome! You deserve it to touch Captain Jin!"

"Don't say anything, the anchor I look forward to your next live broadcast! From now on, I won't watch other people's live broadcasts!"

"Honestly, the anchor, you were a good man just now."

"2333, the anchor, your aura is so fierce! But what I care more about is the funerary items you took out of the tomb."

"The upstairs is bright! If you don't tell me, I have forgotten, the anchor, you take out these funeral goods, you will have no worries about food and clothing in this life!"

"It's over! The anchor is definitely going to swell, and if you have money, you will definitely not broadcast it again."

The barrage in the live broadcast room also made the chilling mood very good. Thinking of the few burial objects brought back from the tomb, he said with excitement: "Don’t talk nonsense, this is not the last live broadcast. This time, although I have brought a few burial objects from the tomb, you are careful. Recall, which one can shoot casually?"

"So, this is not the last live broadcast, and I will continue to offer you a wonderful journey in the future."

"Well, everyone, don't worry about this. What I should consider now is how to leave Fengmen Village. This is the most important thing."

Speaking of this, Hanzhe took a deep breath, ready to recheck his injuries. As for the funeral items, he was actually telling the truth.

Hanzhe had thought about it a long time ago. How could he take out the few things he took out of the tomb, including Mingguang armor and tiger charms? Even if he wants to sell, it is estimated that there will be no buyers who dare to bid for a while.

Therefore, Hanzhe is ready to continue the live broadcast, and it is only serious to become the premier outdoor anchor first. However, the only regret about entering the tomb this time is that Yuan Shoucheng's engraving mentioned a jade plate, but he did not find it in the coffin.

While thinking about it, Hanzhe checked his upper body, and then began to check the position of the waist and abdomen. But just when his hand touched the corner of his clothes, the cold rut suddenly stopped.

His right hand stayed in the corner pocket of his clothes, as if something hard was being held.

Something is wrong...

Suddenly, Hanzhe's expression was a little wrong. He remembered that he didn't carry anything in this shape on his body.

So Hanzhe cautiously stretched his hand into his pocket, pinched the hard object, and took it out carefully. But after he saw what was in his hand, Hanzhe only felt a yin breeze, which instantly crossed his neck.

I saw that what he was holding was a jade medallion with a width of three fingers. The jade brand is snow-white all over, and it is a white jade of suet with high quality. There are also hollow carving patterns on the jade plate, which looks a little blue in the pale moonlight.

f*ck!

Suddenly, the cold sweat came down.

He carefully checked the jade plaque by moonlight, only to see the word "Jing" engraved in regular script on the front of the jade plaque. Conversely, on the back of the jade plate is a beautifully carved unicorn head.

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