On the ground, at the edge of the cliff outside the crack.
Innocent's group was in a sorry state, and their morale was low as they leaned against the rock wall to rest.
"Too terrifying. Is that guy a human or a ghost?”
Big Kui was terrified as he thought about it. He didn't know that because of Wang Ming, he had already escaped death.
"Anyway, he's not a good person. I finally know how the previous archaeological team was finished.”
Fatty said as he rubbed his butt. There was still a serious injury there.
"Uncle, what's wrong with that guy?”
Naive saw that Wu San had something on his mind and thought that he knew about Wang Ming's background, so he gently touched his shoulder.
Wu San trembled violently and almost fell to the ground.
It was only then that he realized that his uncle was not thinking, but had not come back to his senses.
This was definitely the first time he had seen such a loss of composure.
"That thing is not something we can deal with.”
"It's best for everyone to keep this matter to themselves. Trust me, this is for your own good.”
"Especially you, damn fatty. If you want to die, don't bring us along.”
Wu San seemed to have misunderstood something. He was extremely wary of Wang Ming's identity, and his breathing began to quicken.
As expected, it was not that easy to obtain the Snake-Browed Copper Fish.
However, he did not expect that such a mighty figure was actually hidden in this small tomb of the Warring States Period.
From the looks of it, it was definitely not an ordinary Ancient Corpse Dumpling. It was very likely that it had already cultivated into the legendary Half-Corpse Half-Immortal.
Moreover, it was definitely inextricably linked to the secret of immortality.
"I can only think of another way."
Wu San shook his head helplessly.
He took a deep look at the blocked crack and then looked at the equipment and oil drums beside him.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally did not dare to anger that terrifying existence. He called out to Tian Zhen and the others and left shakily.
…………
Wang Ming sat on the jade platform and looked helplessly at the girl beside him.
Upon closer inspection, this girl was indeed good-looking. Her baby-like face matched with her snow-white skin was so tender that water seemed to drip out.
However, even though she was good-looking, this little girl just couldn't wake up.
In just ten minutes, Wang Ming had already tried countless methods.
When she touched her nose lightly, the girl would whimper twice and frown playfully, but she did not open her eyes.
After a few hard slaps, she would twist her body as if she was in pain, but she still didn't wake up.
Even when Wang Ming was ruthless and "danced" at the girl's fingers, he couldn't wake the sleeping girl.
Wang Ming felt that something was wrong.
Logically speaking, no matter how soundly she slept, it was impossible for her to not feel anything.
Moreover, the surroundings were gloomy, cold, and smelly. Ordinary people would feel uncomfortable just by smelling it. There was no way for them to pretend to be asleep.
As for being unconscious, he could tell that it was not possible by looking at her blissful and peaceful appearance and the faint drool flowing from the corner of her mouth.
But why couldn't she wake him up?
It was really strange…
Wang Ming thought about it, but couldn't find a way, so he could only give up.
Since the young girl couldn't handle it, he would proceed to the next step.
Calculating the time, it was about time for the little brother to appear.
Wang Ming sat on the jade platform and waited for Little Brother Zhang to come.
Five to six minutes later, a hurried sound came from the distant rock wall.
The young man was dressed in black clothes and a black hat. He swung his black gold ancient saber and jumped down from the cliff wall like he was flying over roofs and climbing over walls.
"Put down the box and you can leave."
The young man's eyes were filled with cold light, and his hostility was obvious.
Wang Ming was stunned. It didn't seem to be what he had expected. Why was this guy eyeing the purple-gold box as soon as he appeared?
In his impression, the little brother and Wu San were working together to rob tombs, and there was an agreement between the two of them.
Wu San's ultimate goal was the purple-gold box, while the little brother was for the guy in the bronze coffin who had " eternal life ".
"Looks like this little brother isn't without thoughts about the Snake-Browed Copper Fish. He only made an exchange with Wu San.”
In a breath, Wang Ming had already sorted out his thoughts.
The purple-gold box and the snake-browed copper fish seemed to be some kind of compromise between the little brother and Wu San, or rather, a consensus.
In this tomb raiding process, he would not touch anything that Wu San had his eyes on.
But now that Wu San had been chased away by Wang Ming, the agreement between the two was naturally gone.
This little brother wanted to take both the black and the white, even bringing the Snake-Browed Copper Fish with him.
Wang Ming still shook his head.
What a joke. Even you, little brother, would never snatch something from me.
He instantly communicated with the Nine-Headed Snake Cypress with his divine sense and was already fully prepared.
The little brother was a silent person and did not have the habit of talking nonsense. Seeing that they could not reach an agreement, he rushed forward with his black gold saber.
The Qilin tattoo on his body glowed with a faint bloody light, as if it was about to come alive.
Wang Ming didn't think much of it at first, but when the little brother was about five meters away, his heart skipped a beat.
The blood vessels in his body seemed to boil at this moment, and he felt a pain that burned through his skin.
" This is…bloodline power?"
"Why would the bloodline given by the system resonate with the Qilin's blood?”
"Could it be that I also have Qilin blood? No, this seems to be suppressing Qilin blood!”
While Wang Ming was puzzled, the little brother had already rushed up to him.
Countless tentacles and branches protected Wang Ming, forming a wall of thorns.
"Small tricks."
The young man sneered in his heart, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
With the bloodline of the Zhang Clan's Qilin, how could he be afraid of such an underground monster?
The blood from the battle with the bloody corpse could be used to disperse the tentacles.
As he thought about it, his momentum did not decrease. The black gold ancient knife wiped away the blood and slashed fiercely at the Nine-Headed Snake Cypress's tentacle.
Ding!
A loud and clear sound rang out.
The black-gold ancient saber let out a trembling sound. The entire blade was trembling, and even the little brother's arm was trembling.
On the other side, the tentacle branch that had no special characteristics was not damaged at all, and it was not cut off by this knife.
"How is that possible?"
A rare look of fear flashed across the little brother's calm face.
He didn't pester Wang Ming and took a few steps back to put some distance between him and Wang Ming.
This time, the little brother was finally alert. He no longer rushed forward and instead took a defensive stance.
From beginning to end, Wang Ming sat on the jade platform with the sleeping girl in his arms and didn't move a single step.
That calm appearance made the little brother even more shocked.
This "dumpling" in front of him was not simple!
"Haha, little brother, I'm returning the favor. Put down the bloody corpse head and you can leave.”
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