"Not bad, I didn't realize it, Wu Xie, you are quite smart."
Xiaohua glanced at Wu Xie dumbly, quite surprised. This kind of reaction speed was indeed rare.
In this situation, most people will probably ask directly about the current situation.
There are very few people like Wu Xie, so he puts on a gas mask without saying anything.
"Isn't this nonsense...Is there something wrong with the air here?"
Wu Xie rolled his eyes angrily, why, are you treating him like a brainless idiot?
"There is a component in the air that can paralyze the vocal cords, but it shouldn't be fatal."
"But apart from that, there seems to be something extraordinary underground."
"It's worth mentioning that that thing... seems to have been angered by Uncle Ming."
Xiaohua nodded, pointed to the land under the iron plate, and said in a deep voice.
"But, having said that, Wu Xie, how on earth did you come here safe and sound?"
"Those black hairs are not easy to mess with!" Xiaohua said, looking at Wu Xie doubtfully.
"..it is this!"
Hearing this, Wu Xie grinned and rolled up his sleeves, revealing the fresh blood on his wrist.
"There is no wound...is it Uncle Ming's blood? Wipe it!"
Xiaohua took a closer look and saw that there were any wounds on Wu Xie's wrist. The blood was clearly other people's blood that had been preserved by special means.
There is no need to think about being able to protect Wu Xie and come here safely. This is 80% of Hu Ming's precious blood.
Thinking of this, Xiaohua subconsciously looked at Hu Ming with a little resentment, who was lying on the iron plate and didn't know what to listen to.
"...Mad, don't look at me like that. It's so weird. Wu Xie's bottle of blood really isn't mine!"
Hu Ming's face darkened and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
With all this going on, he can't be the only one in the world with precious blood, right?
"It's from a stuffy oil bottle. Fatty and I spent a long time before we each got a bottle, just in case of emergencies. Obviously, this kind of good stuff will come in handy one day."
Wu Xie shrugged his shoulders.
Hu Ming is not the only one with this precious resource around him.
However, what is more sad is that he and the fat man fought hard, and in the end, the younger brother reluctantly injected about 100cc of blood into each of them for Hu Ming's sake...
"Okay, stop chatting and let's talk about business!"
Hu Ming waved his hand to interrupt the chat between the two.
In a short period of time, the movement of the thing below became louder and louder.
The harsh sound of metal percussion is endless. There is no rhythm, only the mania contained in the sound.
Obviously, the thing below was just knocked unconscious by Hu Ming's blow, and it hasn't calmed down yet!
But the iron plate that covered the hole was obviously made of some kind of special metal, and the creature had a natural fear of this thing.
Otherwise, such a large iron plate would only weigh about one ton.
For ordinary humans, this weight is a bit exaggerated, but for that kind of non-human creature, one ton is still a little bit meaningless.
Especially, Hu Ming had already recognized the true face of this thing in Lushan at the first glance.
Based on its appearance, the thing below is clearly an armadillo!
This kind of thing is extremely ferocious, invulnerable, and extremely powerful. Ordinary metals really can't stop it.
You know, in the ancient myths and stories of the Celestial Dynasty, this kind of monster can completely catch dragons and eat them!
Although this is an exaggerated description by the ancient ancestors, it can still give a glimpse of the ferocity of this thing.
"Xiaohua, you have been responsible for contacting Huo Xiangu. How is their progress? Where are they?"
"This iron plate should probably be a "key", but the problem is that this thing must be rotated and used according to the situation there."
Hu Ming's eyes scanned some obscure areas under the black hair on the surrounding walls.
With his mechanism skills, he has already penetrated the mystery here.
Under the black hair, there is clearly an ancient hidden weapon, which is undoubtedly connected to the iron plate here.
only...
Hu Ming looked at the cave wall, an unknown meaning flashed in his eyes.
"I can only say...is it really bad luck?"
Hu Ming murmured in a low voice.
"They have already set off from Banai Village. It will probably take a few days to reach the lake you mentioned."
When mentioning this, Xiaohua pinched her nose and said softly.
"...One week...that means we still have to wait here?"
"Gan!"
Hu Ming and Wu Xie looked at each other, their expressions darkening.
This kind of life, which is more savage than savage, is really not a good experience.
They don’t come here specifically to photograph eagles from high altitudes!
"Also, Uncle Ming, stop the information they send...it seems that something is not right with the people who took the football test."
"Not only did the woman who led the team not stop Grandma Huo and the others from doing anything, she was actually very helpful to them!?"
At the end, Xiaohua felt a little unconfident. The feud between Laojiumen and Qiudekao has been going on for half a century.
When did Qiude Kao become so friendly to the people from their Jiumen?
"Because the leader of the team this time is that woman Aning...a woman who has an ambiguous relationship with Uncle Ming."
Wu Xie grinned and said with a strange expression.
How should I put it... He is really so single as a single guy... He is envious to death, right?
Drought kills drought, waterlogging kills...
Mudd, just thinking about it makes me jealous and jealous.
"I see... But, Uncle Ming, then again, won't Yin Nanfeng tear you alive?"
Xiaohua understands in seconds!
"Go away, it's not as dirty as you say..."
"That woman Aning just knows that her mission will definitely not be completed, and Jude Kao can't be saved this time. She just leaves herself a way out, okay?"
Hu Ming's face darkened, and he couldn't help but want to beat these two bastards to death.
