Chapter 487: A ruin

I have to say that sometimes, my luck is still... ashamed.
The first glazed brick surface that settled triggers the mechanism, which is earth attribute magic.
The khaki sand instantly emerged from the cracks in the bricks, and on the walls on both sides, several crossbows were protruding again, swishing, and shooting wildly, coming straight to me.
Fortunately, I reacted very quickly. As soon as my toe touched the ground, I jumped up with energy and inserted the tip of the straight sword into the sand. With a push, my body moved in the other direction.
Then, with a force of the wrist, the masked female elf was also pulled over.
At the same time, just hearing a muffled sound of a ‘hu’, a ball of fire suddenly rose above the glazed brick surface where the masked female elf had just stood.
This fireball is not big in size, but it carries a hot breath. Once it hits, although it is not fatal, it can cause no small trauma.
I set my feet again and found that there were no traps on the brick surface. I just breathed a sigh of relief. I wanted to wipe my sweat to show that I was really taken aback. I realized that my hand is now firmly holding Meng. Face of female elf hands.
At this time, the masked female elf was also staring at the hand held by us.
At the same time, not far away, there were three pairs of sharp eyes, like feather arrows that constantly stabbed our connected hands.
awkward!
Cough!
I coughed several times to cover up the embarrassment at the moment, and let go of the hand I was holding.
The voice of the masked female elf floated into my ears: "My hand, it's very comfortable to hold~"
Cough cough cough cough!
I coughed again.
Fortunately, she didn't continue to tease me. Soon, we two seriously tried the surrounding traps again.
I am a fighter with high agility and high durability. The mechanism under my feet is not too dangerous to me, but it is very tiring. Any negligence may cause a certain degree of harm to me. Fortunately, , My body has a strong self-healing ability. As long as the trauma is not too serious, I can recover in a short time.
I dodged the crossbow arrows, the stone pillars, the rising fireballs and the sudden ice cones, I wiped the sweat from my forehead, and my breathing became a little quicker.
It took only a few minutes to catch up with the physical energy consumed by killing monsters continuously for an hour.
Standing on a glazed brick with no mechanism, I looked at the masked female elf who was evading the mechanism on the other side. Her situation was not optimistic.
One arm was scratched by the falling crossbow arrows, the close-fitting clothes were also broken several times, and the long hair on one side was burned by the fireball just born.
Simply, she also found a safe place to stay, her plump were constantly ups and downs, and the rapid breathing even reached my ears.
Seeing that she is fine, I bared my teeth and said, "You are really embarrassed."
The masked female elf gave me a white look and said, "You are not much better."
I looked down at my clothes and pants that had been torn by various hidden weapons, and bared my teeth again: "You are right."
Then, the great cause of trapping is underway again.
This career was very difficult. When I was halfway through it, I already felt my brain hurt. Looking back, there were glazed shards and falling stone arrows all over the floor. A good gallery was ruined.
With a sigh, I suddenly felt as if something was wrong, think about it... a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and said to the masked female elf who was also resting not far away: "Hey, I ask you. Something."
The masked female elf turned to look at me with tired eyes.
"You said, there have been so many adventurers before, have they entered this tomb?"
"there must be."
"The group of adventurers who came into the tomb, maybe none of them touched the trap?"
"No." She shook her head and said, "It must be."
"Since someone has touched the trap, can it also make it look like it is now?"
With that, I pointed to the mess behind me.
She seemed to have thought of something, her eyes were a little confused, but soon, she shook her head again, and said: "Let's do what we should do now. These things will be discussed after we get out of the tomb."
In fact, I was just a whim on how to restore the tomb as before, and I didn't intend to go too far.
Feeling that the adjustment of the body state is almost complete, and then I started another trial.
It took nearly an hour before the two of us tested every tile in the entire hallway.
Back at the entrance, I sat down on the ground, took the water bag, and took a few mouthfuls.
Phoenix took out the handkerchief she carried with me and wiped my sweat little by little. Barbara stared at me with big eyes, and kept checking my broken underwear, and carefully checked whether there were any wounds inside. Carrie took the water bag, screwed on the lid, and put it back in the backpack. She looked at the hallway that was almost in ruins, and sighed: "The good hallway has been tossed by you and turned into a ruin."
She deliberately emphasized my tossing, and ignored the masked female elf, presumably she was jealous.
I took a breath and tugged at her little hand, and said, "This is no way. Who told the designer to get so many traps."
"The original intention of the designer was that no one would come to robber the grave" Kagali groaned.
I glanced at the jewellery in her backpack slowly, very speechless.
At this time, you and I are arguing, why didn’t you show any kindness when you took the jewelry?
Slightly recovered, I stood up from the ground and saw the masked female elf on the side ordering her men to give herself medicine, and asked, "How are you, is it okay?"
The masked female elf narrowed her eyes and looked at me: "Oh~ think of me?"
"Of course" I said hehe: "We are comrades in arms."
She gave me a blank look and said: "I'm fine, but I don't have your recovery ability."
"Don't look at me like that, I'm not a monster." Shaking his head, I said, "Moreover, my recovery ability is also exchanged with life."
"In exchange for life" she looked unbelieving: "Is it a ghost standing in front of me now?"
"Don't worry about these details" I said: "This is just a rhetorical metaphor, to show that the road to recovery is difficult."
"It looks so real."
She muttered something like that, looking at the clothes I destroyed.
As I lowered my head, a hideous scar was looming on my chest.
"I made you laugh," I said and tried to cover up the scar, but found that once the scar was covered, the clothes would become crumpled and unsightly, but if it was not covered, the scar was unsightly.
In a moment of embarrassment, I smiled awkwardly.
"How did it happen?" The masked female elf asked suddenly.
At this time, the Phoenix three also came up, looking at my scar while looking at me with doubts.
"This" I scratched my head, thought about it, and said: "This is what I left when I singled out the tauren boss at level four."
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