Chapter 6： This is a joke. (1/2)

Excellent sneak masters, shadow power professionals, and abducted grave digger Amber Miss has a famous saying: the road is there, the door is just a vain ornament, just leave the psychological problems, even the gates of the royal treasure house Only one celery is needed.

Well, I am afraid there is no celery in this world, but for amber, opening the door of an ancient tomb does not require celery.

With a little shadow trick, plus some understanding of the ancient ban, and some insignificant luck, the half-elf thief easily cracked the ban in Ceci's ancestor mausoleum, one with Herti and Rebec The channel that the card does not know appears in front of everyone.

Then everyone followed the amber and stepped into the channel.

The tomb passages made of rock and town soul bricks are much more spacious than expected. Even the reloaded knights of Gavin and Byron, which are nearly two meters tall, will not feel the narrowness in the passage. The inlaid enchanting lampstand has been exhausted, but after Herti has performed several basic spells, these ancient lampstands, which have been seven hundred years old, are lit up one by one, indicating the direction of the road ahead.

"I am really just a little thief. I usually eat it in a mixed way." Amber walked in front of the team and said modestly while walking. "I am a descendant of the forest elf. I respect the soul first. How can I dig a grave?" What about the tomb?"

Gao Wen dismissed her statement: "I am skilled in this, is it a good idea to explain?"

Perhaps it is confirmed that his own life has been preserved. There is no race at all. The half-elves are thick and the same as the tomb door that has just been opened by her: "Unlocking technology and cracking are the standard of our line. Is there any mistake in my basic skills?"

At this time, Rebecca, who was walking in the middle of the team, suddenly asked: "Are you the leader of Cecil?"

Amber frowned and thought: "I have lived in this place for several years, but I have not applied to become a formal contributor, but according to the rules of your Cecil, you can live for more than three years and pay taxes on time. Min... Then you said that I don’t count?"

Rebecca shook his head: "If you don't apply, you don't count."

"Oh," Amber said, "What do you ask me about this?"

"I am the lord of Cecil," Rebecca said seriously. "So if you are my lord, I have an obligation to protect you."

Amber: "...you said this early! Can I change my mouth now?"

Rebecca looked serious: "It’s too late."

Gao Wen glanced at Rebecca, who was serious about his face, and looked at the amber without any rhetoric. He shook his head with a funny smile.

Although I woke up in such a mess, the feeling of being a human being was much better than that of the previous **** state.

He looked at Herti, who was walking behind him. The lady who didn't know that she was the first great granddaughter had sneaked her eyes more than once. He had been waiting for the other party to take the initiative, but the other party has not broken yet. The meaning of silence, I had to ask questions: "If you want to ask anything, just say it."

Herti was slightly surprised, but soon took a deep breath and calmed down. She looked at Gao Wen’s face exactly the same as the portrait of the family. She carefully chose the wording: “The ancestor... I still can’t believe it, you really are... ..."

"Yes, it’s really that Govin Cecil, the pioneer who was seven hundred years ago. I can give you more than 30 years of life experience, or ask me to tell you twice. Exploring the age of things? But to be honest, I am afraid that this is not enough. A good historian may be more credible than I said. After all, my eloquence is not so good," Gao Wen shrugged. "You Just want to confirm my true and false?"

"Please forgive my doubts," Herti said hurriedly. "But it is a bit... although the story of the resurrection of the spirit has been around since ancient times, it is quite another matter to see it with my own eyes. I heard that there are some paladins. And the Silver Moon Elf can do several years or even decades of suspended animation, relying on the power of the Light and the Elves to save their soul and vitality, but I have never heard that the human knight can do the same thing, let alone ... you have died for seven hundred years."

"To tell the truth, I don't know what's going on," Gao Wen said, shaking his head, although he really wanted to write a set of logically rigorous and convincing theories to cover the former Zeng Zeng... great-granddaughter, but Whether it is from his own knowledge or the memory of Gavin Cecil, he can't find a theory available, so he simply admits that he can't explain it. "Maybe it's related to what I experienced before." You know, I once received the blessing of the element when leading the ancestors to open up the wilderness, which probably changed my physique."

"That's what it is..." Hetty said undecidedly, then suddenly raised his head and looked at the road ahead.

"There is airflow," she whispered. "And there is a different reaction to the magic. The front should be the end of the mausoleum."

Gao Wen nodded and clenched the Pioneer's sword in his hand—a feeling of uneasiness that made him feel unsafe.

"Improve vigilance," said the Byron Knight, who walked with Amber in the forefront. He also took his own steel sword and the other hand slid freely on the sword. The blade immediately rose to a layer. A slight silver light, "You three, pay attention to protect the back."