Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

Wu Ling looked at the palm in front of him, blinked his eyes, and handed the palm of his hand as if he was a child.

When he stretched out his hand, Pan Zi above also reached out and grabbed his wrist just as Wu Ling remembered.

Pan Zi is very accurate with his strength, and while holding Wu Ling's wrist, he will not feel the pain of being pinched, but the rough cocoon is a little abrasive.

Wu Ling noticed the touch on his arm, which was very similar to the touch in his memory, and he was in a trance for a while, and some doubts couldn't help but rise in his heart.

The memories in his mind were the blessings of Brother Tong's power, or did he really experience these things?

, but these doubts only stayed in his heart for a moment, because the next second his body was instantly empty.

Wu Ling: "......" didn't know why, but suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.

His situation was like being caught under Wu Xian's arm like a little chick before, and he was extremely easily picked up by Pan Zi above.

When Wu Ling was lifted up, his feet couldn't help but sway in the air, and at this time he didn't have any thoughts in his heart, only a small question.

Why did these people pick themselves up so easily one by one

? Could it be that his weight was really so light?

When his own brother used to hold himself under his arm as a doll, Wu Ling still accepted it well.

After all, his brother's muscles were carved with a carving knife, and his strength was outrageous.

can even lift a sofa weighing hundreds of pounds with one arm, and his strength is not like an ordinary person, but like a superman in red pants.

Although this is a bit exaggerated, it is true, because Wu Ling has experienced it personally.

When I was in Hangzhou before, after lunch.

Wu Ling held a large pot of fruit platter that his brother had cut for him earlier, and slumped on the single sofa in the living room, watching TV leisurely like an old man.

Wu Xian next to him wore an apron and methodically cleaned up with a vacuum cleaner.

For a while, there was only the sound of the TV and the vacuum cleaner in the room, and the space was extremely warm and quiet.

Seeing that Wu Xian was about to clean the living room, Wu Ling took the remote control and pressed the video on the TV.

Then he jumped up when he saw the little fruit holding him, and made a gesture to help.

However, as soon as he moved his little buttocks, Wu Xian next to him seemed to have an eye behind his back, and asked softly without looking back, "What's wrong?"

Wu Ling took a bite of the peach on the fork and looked up at Wu Xian: "Brother, I always feel that it's not good for you to sit here when you work, just like that kind of black-hearted boss exploiting hard-working employees."

Hearing this, Wu Xianyan stopped the movement in his hand, turned his head to look at him, and chuckled lightly:

"What's wrong? It's not a difficult thing, and these things don't need our little master."

"But if the young master wants to help, I still need your help here.

"Really, what's the matter?" Wu Ling sat up from the sofa when he heard this, looked at Wu Xian with a look of self-recommendation, and swore solemnly:

"No matter what happens, brother, you can rest assured that you will leave it to me, and I will definitely be able to handle it."

Wu slanted his lips, pointed to the sofa next to Wu Ling, and said, "Then trouble our little master, first help my brother put away those pillows."

"Okay. Although Wu Ling didn't know what his brother's intention was to let him hold the pillow, he acted very well-behaved.

He put the peach he had bitten into the fruit bowl, then got up and hugged the three or four pillows on the couch next to him.

Then, his big eyes looked at

Wu Xian: "Then?" Wu Xian: "Then, then you just stand here obediently, don't move."

Wu Ling tilted his head in confusion: "Ang?"

Wu Xian didn't make a sound, but walked over with a vacuum cleaner.

In Wu Ling's somewhat puzzled eyes, he held the handle of the vacuum cleaner in one hand and put the other hand on the corner of the sofa.

Then with one arm, he moved the hundred-pound sofa very easily.

When Wu Ling saw this scene, his pupils shrank instantly, and he looked at his brother with dull eyes.

I'll go, this is my brother?"

Wu Xian finished cleaning the dust inside the sofa in Wu Ling's eyes.

Even when cleaning the dust, Wu Xian also pinched Wu Ling's somewhat fleshy chin very intimately, and closed his mouth that opened into a small O-shape to avoid dust falling into his mouth when cleaning.

After closing Wu Ling's chin, Wu Xian reached out and rubbed Wu Ling's hair, and said softly

, "Okay, you can move."

Wu Ling looked at the sofa that was lifted up and lowered with a little confused expression, and then looked at his usual old brother blankly.

Since Wu Ling hadn't seen Wu Xian's skills at that time, when he saw Wu Xian's appearance of lifting hundreds of catties of things lightly, he seemed to have discovered some new continent, and his heart was amazed.

I'll go, is this still my weak old brother in the original book

? Could it be that he has been replaced by aliens?

As soon as this idea appears in my mind, it can't disappear.

So that night, Wu Ling rushed to his bathroom in a hurry while Wu was taking a bath.

In Wu Xie's surprised eyes, he silently took out a magnifying glass from his pocket that had been brought from the study before, and showed an innocent and stupid smile to Wu Xie.

"Brother~"

Wu obliquely wiped a handful of water droplets on his chin, and before Wu Ling opened the door

, he heard the movement outside in time, and quickly pulled a scarf from the shelf next to him and wrapped it around his lower abdomen, avoiding himself from being honest with his brother.

He covered his important parts with his hands slightly, and looked up and down a few times at the little rascal who ran into his bathroom.

Seeing the strange color in Wu Ling's eyes, Wu Xian raised his eyebrows slightly as if he understood his emotions, and asked softly,

"Want to study me?"

"Mmmmmm Wu Ling held the magnifying glass and nodded, his eyes exuding a little excited brilliance: "Is it okay?"

Wu Xian's mouth smiled meaninglessly, he pulled the broken hair in front of his forehead, revealing sharp but very gentle eyebrows, and beckoned to Wu Ling:

"Come here."

Wu Ling's eyes lit up, and he ran over with his calves upside down.

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The process of the study is not mentioned first, but the final result is.

Wu Ling slipped out of the bathroom with a somewhat fried hair that was rubbed, and was pinched by Wu obliquely with a stalk on the back of his neck with a depressed face, and won a freshly baked brainmelon.

Wu Xian proved with facts that your brother will always be your brother.

Wu Ling also proved with facts that his brother was really his brother, not an alien creature.

Thinking back here, Wu Ling thought of the touch of the abdominal muscles under his hand before, snorted slightly, looked up at Panzi above, and had some small doubts in his heart.

Forget about my own brother, but why can Uncle Pan pull me up so easily

? Is my weight of 108 pounds really an ornament

? Or do they all like to eat spinach and are Popeye?

With the small question in Wu Ling's mind, Pan Zi pulled him up directly with a force in his hand.

When Wu Ling felt the touch under his feet, he stopped thinking in his mind, and after thanking Pan Zi, he lay down at the entrance of the cave, stretched out his hand to the bottom, and shouted to the three people below:

"Brother, hurry, you guys come up quickly." "