Tomb Robbery: Qilin Bloodline, spoiled by the little brother at the beginning

Everyone was amazed at this voice.

Fatty Wang hurriedly said:

"Fuck, what is this sound."

"How do you give me a bad feeling?"

"Could it be that a sculpture has cracked?"

"His mother's, it doesn't crack early, it doesn't crack late, it won't crack until we come here."

"This is not with us!"

Hearing Wang Fat's words.

Zhang Yiqian flashed a flashlight and took pictures around the tomb.

The tomb is surrounded by shadows.

It is not clear whether there is a statue cracked.

However, listening to this voice is probably correct.

And the moths in this tomb are indeed increasing.

"It should be that the statue is cracked."

"I just don't know if this cracked statue is one or all."

Zhang Yiqian said.

"Ugh!"

"It turned out to be true!"

"My life is miserable!"

The expression on Kuroko's face immediately crumpled.

His eyes were full of horror.

Xie Yuchen's expression also became serious.

A flashlight in his hand shines around.

The sculptures that stand in the darkness are like hidden demons.

Will jump up and bite at any time.

Most importantly, where the flashlight shines, it is already full of moths that have flown one net after another.

"Yiqian is right, it is indeed the sculpture that cracks."

"And all the sculptures are cracked."

"Because there are already a certain number of moths flying in mid-air."

Hearing Xie Yuchen's words, everyone hurriedly flashlights shone around.

Then all changed their faces.

"Mother, just for a while, there are so many moths."

"This is to eat us dry!"

Pan Zi's voice was astringent, and his tone also had a trill, which showed a lot of panic in his heart.

Seeing this, Wu Tianzhen's face turned a little pale.

He subconsciously wanted to approach Zhang Qilin's side.

But I endured it when I thought of something.

Fatty Wang's face was also very bad.

Seeing this, Zhang Qilin also approached Zhang Yiqian a few points, letting him stay within his reach.

In case of unknown dangers.

And Zhang Yiqian saw everyone's faces and carefully observed them before saying

, "Don't be afraid,

although these moths are transformed by worms."

"But it seems to have lost its ability to lay eggs, and there should be no danger."

Hearing his words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But just then, Panzi asked a question that frightened everyone.

"These moths don't lay eggs."

"But after thousands of years of hunger, they may need food to wake up at this time."

"You say, will we be their food?"

As soon as Panzi's voice fell, his face hurt.

A moth with a thick thumb rested on his face, opened its mouth, and bit into his skin.

A needle-like pain came, and Panzi's face instantly had blood stains.

The faint smell of blood spread from his face to all around.

Those moths flying in the air immediately formed a bucket-thick tornado and flew towards Panzi.

So many moths, if not stopped, Panzi can be covered underneath in a blink of an eye.

Everyone's faces changed.

Wu Si and Wu Shui hurriedly carried two torches and stood in front of Panzi.

These moths live in tombs all year round.

They are evil things, and torches happen to be their nemesis.

The scorching flames made them dare not approach.

But the gore was like a great tonic, attracting them.

Without eating flesh and blood, these moths become irritable.

It turned into a thick tornado, winding and hitting the sculptures around it.

"Click!"

"Click!"

A statue cracks under the attack of these moths.

In the blink of an eye, all the sculptures in the tomb became broken limbs.

After a while, all the moths in the sculpture flew out.

The sound of wings flapping everywhere.

Then, these moths netted in groups, frantically flying towards several people gathered around.

"Fuck, there are really too many things in this tomb, and you can meet them every step you take!"

Fatty Wang said while waving the torch in his hand.

The others did the same, wielding torches like meteors.

Bright and beautiful at the same time, it also proves that they can only use this method against moths.

Under the scorching flames, it was not long before a layer of moth corpses were laid on the ground.

But there are more moths in mid-air.

Moreover, dozens of moths escaped the burning of torches and stayed on several people.

At this moment, except for Zhang Yiqian and Zhang Qilin, everyone else was bitten by moths.

Especially Wu Tianzhen, he hurts everywhere.

And there are several wounds on the back.

He felt that among these wounds, the moth that had bitten him had not left.

Instead, stay where he is and drill into his body.

Watching everyone seriously deal with the moth.

Wu Tianzhen tried his best to endure and not let himself make a little noise and affect others.

There were more and more wounds on his body, and Wu Tianzhen's face became whiter and whiter.

But the moths in mid-air have not decreased at all.

For the first time, Wu Tianzhen felt that his death might not be because of a curse.

Rather, because of these moths.

At the last moment when he was about to hold on, Zhang Yiqian turned his head to look at him.

His extremely patient expression fell into Zhang Yiqian's eyes.

Zhang Yiqian couldn't care about the heartache Zhang Qilin.

And at this time, there is no other way except to use Qilin blood.

You can also cut your hands yourself.

But Zhang Qilin is there, and he definitely won't let it.

So Zhang Yiqian spoke:

"Little official, bloodletting, you can't drag it on."

After Zhang Yiqian finished speaking, he caught Wu Tianzhen, who fainted.

Why has this little brother always paid so much attention to himself.

And I met him myself, I don't know how many times I was saved by him.

Why is that?

At this time, Wu Tianzhen's only thought before fainting.

Zhang Qilin saw Wu Tianzhen fall in Zhang Yiqian's arms.

Without hesitation, he separated his palms and spilled the Qilin blood around.

Kirin blood also smells of blood.

But the smell of blood didn't drive these moths crazy.

Instead, let them run away!

Find the big hole where a few people came in, turn into a tornado, and rush down frantically.

In the blink of an eye, there was not a single moth in this place.

The ground was littered with moth corpses, a mess.

Pan Zi, Fatty Wang, and Xie Yuchen were all a little scared when they saw this.

If they didn't have Zhang Qilin's blood treasure, they would really die here this time.

Now, however, they have escaped the disaster.

One by one, they felt fortunate, and their minds relaxed.

At this moment, they saw Wu Tianzhen, who fainted.

Several people instantly surrounded regardless of the pain in their bodies.

One by one, he said,

"What's wrong with the little third master?"

"What's going on with naivety?"

"Wu Ye is okay!"

Zhang Yiqian was silent when he heard this, and glanced at Zhang Qilin.

Seeing that there was also a little worry in his eyes, he squared Wu Tianzhen on the ground.

His bloodstained back was then uncovered.

Seeing Wu Tianzhen's back, everyone's faces became ugly.