Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 787: Their hope, their miracle
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"Leader, deputy head, what should we do?" Zhao Bo asked with an ugly expression.
This is the first time he has done a task with the team after joining the World Group.
But I didn't expect to receive such a task.
As a veteran mercenary, Zhao Bo has a full understanding of the situation and the degree of danger in various places in the Nirvana Realm.
The Tomb of the Mausoleum is definitely an area they can't set foot on.
Ye Qing tickled the corner of her mouth, and looked at each other with Long Yunzhan, reading the same thought from the bottom of the other's eyes.
"Try it. If you don't try everything, how can you know if it won't work?"
Ye Qingluo rolled up the scroll and tucked it back into Zhao Bo's arms: "Try it, there may not be hope, but if you don't try, there must be no hope. If it doesn't work, we will retreat."
Regardless of the danger, this task falls into the hands of the Tianxia regiment. She should take the Tianxia regiment and go all out, instead of shaking her head and saying no before doing nothing, persuading everyone to give up.
This is not her style.
Nor is it the style of Tianxia Tuan.
The young mercenaries responded in unison: "Yes!"
The existence of Ye Qingluo is their hope, their miracle.
Even if there is a sea of swords and flames ahead, as long as Ye Qing nods, they will move forward without fear.
Because they know.
No matter how dangerous the front is, Ye Qingluo will walk with them.
And, I will do everything I can to protect them.
Zhao Bo and others were startled slightly.
Unexpectedly, Ye Qingluo would choose to go to the Tomb of the Mausoleum.
It also seemed unexpected that these teenagers, after hearing about the dangers of the tomb of the mausoleum, would still agree so firmly to Ye Qingluo's words.
After that, two dozen old mercenaries grinned and laughed.
This...isn't it the feeling they are after?
Ye Qingluo is really a hopeful woman.
……
The danger of the Tomb of the Mausoleum is so dangerous that the night will not be rushed.
What's more, she has to go back to give Ziling the needle at night.
For this reason, she asked everyone to return to the old house first, and then asked Qiao Jin and Yan Xiaoyi to go to Taohua Sanqian to spend some coins to get all the information about the tomb of the mausoleum.
After all, it's a place where you can't move, you have to be careful in everything.
The group of people returned to the old house with great vigor.
As soon as I walked in to inquire, I saw Thief Saint was holding a golden golden bottle and carefully wiping, with an extremely religious expression on his face.
"Grandpa Pirate, what are you doing?" Limao blinked agile eyes, staring at Pirate Saint very puzzled.
While speaking, the small body quickly leaped over.
Xiao Qiao's hand has been placed on the shoulder of Saint Thief.
"Bang--"
There was a loud noise, and Saint Thief's hand trembled, and the golden bottle in his hand rolled on the ground, making a loud sound.
"My golden bottle--"
The thief saint knelt on the ground with a puff, trembling hands trying to pick up the golden bottle, but...
But my hand kept shaking and there was no way to pick up the golden bottle.
The wrinkled face of Saint Thief was full of sorrow.
It's like the thing that I cherish the most, I fell to the ground and shattered.
Limao was frightened by the appearance of Saint Robber.
It's not that she is curious, but the pious attitude of Saint Thief facing the golden bottle, which is really frightening.
The mercenaries around were also shocked.
Only Zhao Bo and others, seemingly accustomed to taking it for granted, took the teapot to themselves and went to the back room to make tea.
The corner of Ye Qing's mouth twitched, and he walked directly in front of Saint Thief.
Bend down and pick up the golden bottle.
The thief's gaze stuck to the golden bottle, and he followed Ye Qingluo straightly.
The look in his eyes seemed to have taken away his lifeblood.