Live Treasure Hunter In The Secret Realm

The audience, who thought the cold rut was dead, watched the dramatic reversal in front of them. After a few seconds of shock. Leave a message in the live broadcast room madly.

"Excited blood to give the anchor 10 rockets-who said the anchor is dead just now, stand up, Laozi hacked you!"

"House manager Yang Wudi presented the anchor with 20 rockets-Lao Han, now that guy is gone, you can withdraw quickly!"

"Anchor, do you know any magic? Why did that thing ran back with a swish? Anchor, put the mechanism down quickly."

Seeing the congratulations from the viewers in the live broadcast room and the crazy gifts, I was moved by the shit. Through the live broadcast during this period of time, I really watched a group of people go from initial questioning to believing. Ridicule to worship. The number of people watching has also gone from a few hundred to tens of thousands at the beginning to millions of people now.

More importantly, Hanzhe has established a special relationship of brothers and friends with most of them. Although there may be no intersection in real life. But they all trust each other.

Only now, Hanzhe knew that he was back at the fork in the road where he started.

There were still two roads in front of him. Seeing the monster had turned back and rushed to the tomb, he knew that if the Dragon Gate were to fall, he would definitely be able to retreat.

Just now, he has already tried it once.

The behavior and power of that monster knocked deeply at the chilling soul.

It takes more courage and strength to do it with the knowledge that it cannot be done. Hanzhe took away the hand that had been placed on the Bianqi mask, and found that both the hand and the bronze Bianqi mask were already sweaty.

Obviously, Hanzhe did not relax like the audience because of the monster’s temporary departure. He did not dare to speak, so he could only type and explain to the audience in the live broadcast room: "My brothers’ concern, I see it in my eyes and take it in my heart. Honestly. Said, if the monster stopped for one more second, I had already planned to pull down the Dragon Gate and die with him."

As far as magic is concerned, it's definitely not true. It was just good luck just now that something happened to hit the ground in the tomb and made a sound, which led the thing back.

Immediately afterwards, Hanzhe continued to explain: "However, now I still cannot relax a little. As long as the monster is not resolved, I cannot leave here. This is my responsibility, and I hope you brothers understand."

As soon as this cold remark came out, the audience in the live broadcast room immediately exploded.

According to ordinary people's thinking, the only risk is to survive the disaster. I have worked hard as well, and that monster is not something that humans can contend with, and it should have no debts. Why use your own life and monsters.

Therefore, despite the cold talk and hope that everyone can understand, the live broadcast room still has a lot of dissuasion.

"Anchor, isn't it? You have done a lot, no one will blame you!"

"Yeah, you have to believe that science and technology are so advanced now, and then just use bombs to explode this thing."

"Anchor, don't have trouble with yourself!"

Knowing that there will be a lot of similar barrage in the live broadcast room, I don't want to go to the live broadcast room at all. He has decided and said that he will never change.

That being the case, it would be better to devote all of your energy to this long corridor and the Broken Dragon Gate.

Taking advantage of the fact that the monster hadn't found himself again, he quickly looked at the entire Broken Dragon Gate stone slab and corridor again.

According to the experience of the cold rut, in order to more accurately estimate the time when the Dragon Gate falls, it is necessary to observe the corrosion degree of the side load-bearing end of the stone slab. It's just that the light and angle of view in this tomb are limited, and I don't dare to leave the mask easily.

However, the solution is not without it.

I saw Hanzhe pricked up his ears and carefully pressed his face against the side wall of the corridor.

The speed of sound in the air is only about a fraction of that in solids. Judging from the monster's body and movements, as long as he makes a little movement, he can quickly react to the cold rut.

One ear carefully paid attention to the wind and grass in the winter, and the cold rut leaned toward the tomb like walking on thin ice, almost inch by inch near the side of the Broken Dragon Gate.

very quiet.

This was the first reaction of the cold rut. Judging from the sound collected by the pinna attached to the rock wall, the monster should have stopped in the tomb at this moment.

Hanzhe let out a sigh of relief, and continued to move forward cautiously.

There was still deathly silence in the promenade. As long as he successfully guessed how long the Dragon Breaking Gate would take to fall, combined with his previous judgment on the monster's ability to move, his killing plan would be more certain.

After a while, the rut has turned to the side of the Broken Dragon Gate. From his current perspective, he can see the specific situation of the agency more clearly.

After getting a count in his mind, Jomo became more confident at the moment. As the saying goes, people are refreshed when they do good things, and they seem to have a cool breeze on their bodies because of their irritability. A lot refreshed.

She was fortunate not to be noticed by the monster. Now he just had to walk back carefully as before, and make a little noise to attract the monsters over.

But, almost subconsciously. The cold rut shuddered suddenly.

There seemed to be a gust of wind blowing just now...

However, this corridor and the tomb are almost sealed, how could there be a sudden wind. unless...

Hanzhe's ears were almost leaning against the wall, and suddenly he heard a loud and deafening noise.

Boom boom boom!

Immediately after that, the ground trembled one after another. Hanzhe only felt a gust of cold air from the soles of the feet to the center of the eyebrows. After being stunned for less than a second, he ran towards the exit of the corridor.

With that loud noise, the monster completely smashed the arch at the entrance this time. Immediately after that, a monster train rushed back.

Now Hanzhe fully realized that the monster's every move could not be judged by simple zongzi. He was quite sure that he had barely made any noise, and that the monster could only kill him with the carbine based on his previous memory.

What a terrifying existence it is to die and have a memory!

Even more terrifying is. This time the injuries on the monster's body should also be completely healed, and Hanzhe obviously felt that his speed was more than a little bit faster.

In the ten-meter long corridor, although the cold rut is only two or three meters away from the end, the speed at which the monster rushes is much faster than the cold rut.

The audience in the live broadcast room was completely frightened by this sudden scene. It's just that they hadn't come and sent any barrage before they saw the cold rut rushing out of the corridor like a viper attacking. Behind him is a monster with blue faces and fangs following him. The monster stretched out his hand and was about to pinch the cold neck from behind.

Just when everyone was about to scream for being caught in the cold rut, they saw a scene that was unforgettable for them in their lives.

The Broken Dragon Gate crashed down!

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