Ye Chen is fine, his hair is not damaged.

Looking at Mr. Yang again, I felt a little embarrassed. I was shot in the arm, which was very embarrassed.

"I'm dead, I'm still punishing so many mechanisms." Yang Ge cursed, and he was urinating. He pulled out the arrow, then pointed the acupoints on his arms, stopping the swelling blood.

"I said it all, don't move around." Ye Chen said angrily.

"This time, I have a good memory." Yang Ge Lao smiled embarrassedly. He regretted not listening to Ye Chen's warning, nor should he be humble and blew the stone lamp, which touched the mechanism in the tomb.

"Don't mess with these useless ones." Ye Chen cursed and stuffed Yang Ge Lao a bag.

"Make something for the old glutinous rice."

"What do you think?" Ye Chen also took out a small bag of glutinous rice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a layer of black things on the bottom of the wall. When he looked carefully, it was a little bug, surrounding them from all directions, with a huge number that could not be estimated.

"This...what is this?" Yang Ge Lao felt his scalp numb.
Chapter completed!