The conspirator, the noble way.

Chen Jiuqing still clearly remembers his high school history teacher. It was a knowledgeable bald middle -aged uncle, but his historical class, you will forget his appearance, just remember to talk about it, Bogu Tong's historical charm.

Chen Jiuqing remembers the most clearly that the history teacher repeatedly lamented the historical figures and the war that happened to them.

"... The victory of a battle, which involves not only the strength of the military strength, but also the tactics in the heart ... The so -called time and place of the time and the place ... The 36th book of the war of war is not just about talking ...

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Every time he said here, he held the glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at his students deeply, and left the sorrows in the test paper and the mourning in the classroom.

Chen Jiuqing was under the humid tree house at this moment. With the weak light of the wooden board, her light blue eyes seemed to be a sea of ​​sea, and her expression was complicated.

The most dangerous place is often the safest.

At this moment, it was only ten minutes away from the edge of Sama to leave the dome. Chen Jiuqing just chose another way, and followed Sama to find the tribes of these plant -based powers from the edge.

She chose the largest and most luxurious wooden house, drilled in from the gap on the bottom of the wooden house, hiding under the wooden house.

The rotten sludge and dry grass are under Chen Jiuqing's body, but now she can't care about these, but she doesn't make a sound carefully, and observe the wooden house through the gap.

Herman used to "save 'Chen Jiuqing and Xu Jiang and brought him two to his wooden house. Compared with the wooden house at that time, the wooden house was not on the channel at all.

Seeing a lot of incompatible silver -gray high -tech products.

It looks like a complicated mixed decoration style, so that Chen Jiuqing did not dare to judge for a while. It is the house of "elders", or the existence of the "conference room".

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the house.

The wooden board was carefully pried open from the corner of Chen Jiuqing. With the narrow gap, she drilled silently from the wooden house to the house.

There were more than two hundred square meters in the house, and standing in the house looked at a strange style. Chen Jiuqing looked around in the house. There was always a faint feeling in my heart.

Why does it seem to be much larger than the house outside the house?

Is there any partition layer in it?

The sound of footsteps outside the house rang, followed by Sama's voice.

"I found out the murderer who killed Helman! Just by the village! He Jiada has been caught by her! Hurry up! Go!"

Sama covered her chest, and she had spread all over the wound at the moment, and it looked miserable. Her tragic situation directly attracted the attention of all people in the tribe.

Jiada's murderer.

Seeing that most of the people ran to support, Sama relaxed and said to the people next to them, "What about the elders? I have something to find them ..."

"The elders are not in the secret room yet, you are almost not forgotten, the elders can come out when they get sunset."

The freshman's [Bell Bell] is destroyed again. Only the elders can only cultivate a new [Bell Bell] again to solve such a crisis in front of you.

Sama showed her expression, and said to the companions next to me, "Then I came to the elders who came out of the secret outdoor, and the situation was urgent."

Someone helped her and helped her beside the wooden house.

"You are so serious, I will take you some medicine now."

"No, I think of the wooden house. I just go in and take some medicine. I just rest in it, and the elders come out."

The so -called dense room is not this wooden house, but a house in the wooden house that can only enter.

They can enter the wooden house freely, but only the elders can enter the real secret room. The companions are also accustomed to this. Seeing that Sama said so, I also feel that paying good attention.

"Then you go in and take the medicine, I'll catch someone."

"good!"

As the people beside him left, Sama, who had just revealed pain, did not show a painful look.

She disliked the blood on her face. She should pretend to be pretty good just now, and no one else was in doubt.

The wooden house was pushed open, and Sama carefully looked around, and saw that there was no strange situation, and then closed the wooden door.

She carefully approached the inconspicuous small door in the middle of the wooden house, and her heart banged almost out of her chest.

Saga Planet was mutated a few months ago, and the entire planet was covered by green plants overnight. Those plants can cover the sky, and even animals and insects grow as small as cattle and sheep.

After the mutation, a powerful plant -based ability led the remaining people who survived to establish a tribe, and through [Drum Bell], the foreign invaders were solved, and the tribes were also sheltered today.

All the plants who live here here know that the seductive small wooden door in the wooden house is the door to open the secret room. Only the elders can enter. What is placed is related to their planet Baby of life and death ...

Sama remembered what the foreign ability just said to her just now.

She believes their elders! Believe her companions! Really !!!

She is just ... now ...

Just look at it ...

The young little girl persuaded herself like this. No one in the tribe would destroy this rule except the elders. They all cherished the peaceful life today, and she also cherishes such a life.

Sama put her hand gently on her hand, and gently used a bit of strength. The wooden door easily opened a gap in front of her.

It's too easy to open.

Can the door of the secret room open like this?

A long entrance to the underground tunnel appears in front of Sama. The depths of the sun that cannot be illuminated, like the entrance of hell.

I'm just curious, I just want to see it!

Sama repeatedly thought about these words in his heart, then raised a leg, stepped into the tunnel ...

It is terrible to be black, and it is also quiet and terrible. Step on the ground, soft. In such an environment, even if rotten sludge under your feet can make people creepy.

There was no lighting inside the tunnel. Sama hesitated for a moment, but still did not ignite the lighting tool, but chose to adapt to the dark environment of the eyes.

After a while, she walked to a more narrow hole. Enter it, but the open space suddenly made Sama sweat from the scene at this moment.

"Hmm!"

At the moment when she was about to scream, covering Sama's nose and nose tightly, blocking her voice in her body.

"Hush ..."
Chapter completed!