Chapter 119: The Beautiful Madam and the Gun

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"Look, there's a door over there!" Tianlan exclaimed with excitement.

"Be careful, there might be a trap on that door, Sister Fuli." Gita cautiously tugged at her sleeve from behind.

"Don't worry, I'll be careful, Gita is such a good girl." Tianlan pinched the latter's face with her hand, and the future Miss Natural Historian unwillingly pushed her away: "Sister Fuli, stop it."

Only then did Tianlan stealthily smile, took the spear from a distance and jabbed forcefully at the rusty iron door. A crisp snap was heard, and suddenly the ceiling above them collapsed, and a skeleton broke through the ground, falling with the dirt and sand, grabbing onto the former's shoulders.

"Ahhhhhhhh -- !"

The two girls screamed in unison, startled.

Atira sighed behind them, pulled the two back, and gently swept away the skeleton with her hand. "It's not a trap," she said, "It's just that the tomb above has collapsed, that's all."