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Chapter 1200 The fisherman gets a profit(2/2)

There are countless people stuck in densely.

All persons are wearing armor.

Bangzi said, "I'm a mail, and the pockets of the armored pieces are very different from those of the Three Kingdoms period, but they are made with riveting. This method was used in the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties.

The thing has not been unearthed before. How could there be so many corpses of generals and soldiers in this place?”

The light shone by, and all the corpses were curled into the shape of a baby, just stuck on the mezzanine. The corpses had not yet rotted, and their skin was strangely grayish-white.

Pu Yingshao below rushed up again like Zha Hui who was owed to cut, and Wang Han slashed with mercy.

Hurry!

Suddenly a sound came from above!

Wang Han and Bang both looked stiff!

Look upwards!

The closest general, a very strong general, trembled for a moment.

The eyes that had been closed for thousands of years suddenly opened.

Grey eyes exposed.

ha!!!

The corpse suddenly made a low and hoarse cry!

Cang's gray face is ferocious and distorted!

The body twisted and began to stretch, and the sound caused the other soldiers between the interlayer to start trembling, showing signs of awakening.

Wang Han screamed strangely.

Bangzi made a baboon courtship nervously and excitedly.

Two people use hands and feet together to climb.

The corpses gradually recovered and rushed towards Wang Han and Bangzi.

"Mom!"

Clam yelled, flashlight shining.

Wang Han suddenly saw it.

Every soldier's corpse was attached to a crooked object on the back of his neck.

Finally I understand why these things can still move.

Wang Han swept the lights.

In the narrow and cramped mezzanine.

This thing is less than a few hundred.

There are also Pu Yingshao coming up from time to time below.

The above soldiers are not vegetarians either. This thing is very resilient and can still struggle for a while if your head falls off.

Wang Hanren is irritated.

Just as Wang Han was wondering whether to shoot the way with one shot.

All the soldiers stopped.

He looked in the direction of Wang Han.

Even Pu Yingshao, the old man, was hesitating below whether to rush up.

Suddenly a sound came from behind.

Wang Han turned his head.

I saw a figure standing there in the mezzanine behind me.

He showed a foolish smile at Wang Han.
Chapter completed!
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