"This Jianmu is alive again."

As soon as Zhang Meng finished speaking, she saw the floating bridge under her feet surging on a large scale, completely ignoring the dense Kunlun slaves on the floating bridge.

"It's really a miserable rain." The fat man spat secretly, curled his lips angrily, and then looked at the Japanese mercenary who was still fighting behind him. "Zhang Quede, I think the Japanese devil seems to be unable to resist it anymore, so let's retreat first."

When Zhang Meng's scalp immediately felt numb when she heard the fat man say that even the mysterious Japanese mercenary could no longer stop the dense Kunlun slave behind her.

"Puff..."

There was another sound. This time it was the fat man's turn to see clearly. Before Zhang Meng could ask, he said anxiously: "My little Japanese devil is really tough. He was hugged by Kunlun slaves. He pierced Kunlun slaves and that leg without saying a word. He was such a man."

"Go to save him?" Zhang Meng felt soft. If the Japanese mercenary hadn't taken action in time just now, he and the fat man would have told him here. Now that the other party is in trouble, Zhang Meng couldn't bear it.

"Are you crazy?" Fatty man looked around and said hurriedly: "We can't even take care of ourselves, so how can we have time to care about him."

"You can't watch him die, right?"

Listening to Zhang Meng's muttering, the fat man was also a little embarrassed, after all, the Japanese mercenary rescued him just now.

While the fat man and Zhang Meng were hesitating, a vine was pulled out and suddenly appeared behind the Japanese mercenary. He pulled it up and rolled it up, and then threw the Japanese mercenary high and prepared to throw it into the wax-sealed coffin.

Seeing that the Japanese mercenary was bound to die, the fat man gritted his teeth, picked up the engineer shovel and rushed forward: "Master Buddha, I'll fight with them."

Fearing that the fat man had a mistake, Zhang Meng also held the engineer shovel in his hand and followed the fat man to kill Kunlun slave in front of him.

Unexpectedly, under the charge of the two of them, they were actually killed by the two of them. In a blink of an eye, they were killed in front of the Japanese mercenary. Without saying a word, the fat man raised the engineer shovel in his hand and pointed it at the Jianmu coffin with a shovel, almost cutting off the entire floating bridge.

"Fatty, be at ease." Zhang Meng was startled.

"I know." The fat man cut off the vines while yelling at the Japanese mercenary lying in the coffin, "Bagabaga, Moses, you... move... the flower girl's Yuhuo"

Seeing that the fat man was so anxious that he almost laughed, Zhang Meng couldn't help but reminded him: "Fat man, he can speak Chinese."

After Zhang Meng reminded him, the fat man also reacted: "Oh, I'll go, you're the uncle, I almost forgot that you can speak Chinese, please run away quickly."

"Hey, he won't be caught in the illusion like Mr. Dante, right?" Zhang Meng asked.

After hearing what Zhang Meng said, the fat man hurriedly said, "If this is the case, it would be bad."

"What's worse is probably still behind." Zhang Meng was shocked. He regretted letting the fat man come with him to save the Japanese mercenary. If the Japanese mercenary in front of him was really caught in the corpse-scented konjac, could he still tell whether he was an enemy or a friend?

It seemed that he heard the shouts of Fatty and Zhang Meng. The Japanese mercenaries in the coffin crawled outward and rolled to the fat man's feet.

"Oh, your uncle, don't hold my feet." The fat man was almost fell down by the Japanese mercenary. If he hadn't been supported by the engineer shovel in his hand, he might have fallen off the floating bridge long ago.

"Fatty, go away"

Just as Zhang Meng was watching the fat man laughing, Ia Na's voice suddenly came from his ears. Before he could see someone, he could only hear a gust of wind blowing around him, and Ia Na fell from the sky.

With the appearance of Iana, the Japanese mercenary holding the fat man seemed to sense something. His body moved suddenly and bit the fat man's butt.

"My Grass, your uncle" The fat man was so painful that he was bitten three times in the same place. When the fat man looked back, he was about to slap the Japanese mercenary.

Before he could slap the Japanese mercenary, Iana kicked the Japanese mercenary in the fat man's eyes off the floating bridge.

Then I saw Na slap the fat man twice in the face.

"You have a good look at it yourself, and then say what will happen if you fall..."

The fat man was about to scold Iana, but when he heard Iana say this, he immediately understood and slapped Zhang Meng twice and said indignantly: "Zhang Quede, do you still have love next time?"

"Pai Pa"

After a few slaps, the two of them immediately saw clearly that the Japanese mercenary was not the same as that, and they were clearly a strange Kunlun slave.

"I fell into his mother's corpse fragrance konjac again"

Zhang Meng and the fat man looked at each other, their expressions changed, and their eyes became weird when they looked at Iana.

"Look at me?" Iana guessed what Zhang Meng and Fatty thought, so she raised the rope in her waist and threw it to the two of them, saying in an orderly tone: "If you don't want to die, tie the rope."

"Are you really a Na?" The fat man asked worriedly.

Hearing the fat man's stupid question, a black line was drawn across Zhang Meng's face: "Hey, hey, hey, can the illusion you see admit that you are an illusion?"

Hearing this, the fat man felt stupid enough.

"Okay, don't guess it." Iana hurriedly said, "There is no time to explain now. In short, have you seen the rope on my waist? This is the credential. I also noticed the illusion in your eyes just now. Although it attracted your attention, it did not respond directly to you. In other words, people in the illusion cannot speak."

"Uh..." After hearing what Iana said, the fat man nodded quickly and said, "You said this, it's really the case."

"You should believe me now," Iana said with a wry smile.

"His grandma, this trip to the tomb is really frustrating." Relieving Iana's suspicion, the fat man hurriedly rubbed his butt and cursed constantly: "Fatty, my butt is almost their food."

"Come on, it's fat and greasy, and it's just these beasts who are not human or ghost-like." Zhang Meng joked.

"Hey Zhang Queud, can you say something?" The fat man said dissatisfied: "Fat Master, I've been here to save you just now. If it weren't for Fat Master, I would have been killed when you first got caught in the corpse-scented konjac."

"I thank you." Zhang Meng replied, looking at Ia again, with a bad expression. On the one hand, he didn't know why Ia Na had to drag herself into this big conspiracy, and on the other hand, he saved him several times. The previous cave was, and the current corpse-scented konjac, it was really hard to tell whether Ia Na wanted to die or live.

The fat man also saw Zhang Meng's worries and joked: "I said, Miss Iana, you obviously ran out just now, why did you run back? Could it be that you fell in love with our little brother?"

While resisting the attack of Kunlun slave behind him, Iana asked the fat man coldly: "Then why did you run back to save him?"

"Of course I'm different." The fat man whispered and started to brag: "You woman don't understand the friendship between our revolutionary comrades."

"I don't understand, I can come back to save you two."

"Okay, don't argue with you two." Zhang Meng stopped the two and said, "I understand why we are the only two of us who have repeatedly fallen into this corpse-scented konjac."

"What's going on? Tell me quickly." The fat man asked.

"Fatty, think about it carefully. From beginning to end, in the eyes of both of us, the only illusions that appeared were the Japanese mercenaries and Lai Zi. Of course, when I first got into the corpse-scented konjac, I saw you, Ia Na, Lai Zi and the three."

"What does it mean? Zhang Quede." The fat man didn't understand.

"Oh, I mean, there is no shadow of the second uncle, third uncle, Xiaolou or even American in the illusion we have." Zhang Meng said repeatedly: "From now on, we only need to be alert to the companions who fall to the last one."

"Image." Iana suddenly said: "I understand that the illusion of this corpse-scented konjac does not come out of thin air. The illusion it creates is only for a fixed period of time."

"So that's it." The fat man suddenly realized, held the rope in his hand, and suddenly felt a sense of pride and looked around: "Since you figured it out, it's easier to deal with this corpse-scented konjac."

"Fatty, I want to escape back now, but it's not that easy."

Before Zhang Meng finished speaking, she saw that the Kunlun slave who had been photographed on the ground for some reason, stood up again, and then gathered closely towards the three of them. The entire floating bridge was already full.

"Damn it's all full, why don't you get out?" the fat man cursed.

"Fat Master, I'm just fighting now, and I'm afraid I don't have any extra strength." The scene in front of me was really disgusting. Before the three of them could even be happy about the secret of the corpse-scented konjac just now, they fell into despair again.

"Although the combat power of these Kunlun slaves is not strong, they are defeated by too many people. In addition, this Jianmu is weird, so we don't leave immediately. Even if we are not torn apart by these Kunlun slaves, we will fall into the cliff abyss below." Iana said.

"You still have to say this?" The fat man curled his mouth and waved the engineer shovel in his hand again: "By the way, how did you come back just now? Can we imitate you to go back?"

"I'm afraid it won't work." Iana shook her head and replied, "I came along the ropes by the slope of the pontoon bridge."

Hearing Iana's response, Zhang Meng hurriedly looked at it. The current situation was completely different. Not to mention the wrong slope of the floating bridge, even the vines under the floating bridge began to pull away one by one, and they were about to collapse in an instant.
Chapter completed!