On the ceiling of the main tomb, a human head appeared.
Looking at the Qilin in front of him, a hint of light flashed in his eyes.
"Wow, I didn't expect there to really be an auspicious beast, the Qilin.”
"It's already a blessing to be able to see it.”
"I heard that when the Qilin descends, a Saint will appear.”
"Then this beauty is a Saint?”
"Does the beauty have a boyfriend? Consider me."
Ye Han stared at the person above him.
The person in front of him did not have any energy fluctuations at all. He must be an ordinary person.
But why would he appear here?
Moreover, he was so talkative.
There was no notification from the system.
Looking at the mysterious man in front of him, Ye Han's eyes flashed with a cold light.
"Who are you?"
Hearing someone speak, the mysterious man reluctantly moved his gaze away from Li Ningrou.
However, when he saw that it was Qilin who spoke, he was instantly filled with excitement.
"Wow, big brother Qilin, you can actually talk.”
"Tell me one more thing."
Ye Han ignored him and looked at him as if he was an idiot.
This was the main tomb of the First Emperor of Qin's mausoleum, and it was unknown how deep it was from the ground.
How did he come down from above?
The electric plasma on the dragon horn began to flicker, and a powerful aura was approaching the young man in front of him.
He lost his balance and fell from above.
He fell from a seven-meter-tall space as if nothing had happened.
However, she was still rolling on the ground in pain.
"Big brother Qilin, you're not gentle at all. You don't look like a Qilin.”
"I don't want anything else but a mouthful of your saliva.”
Ye Han was delighted to see this young man trying to scam him.
"You want a mouthful of saliva? Sure."
He did not expect the Qilin to agree.
The young man stood up like a carp and took out a glass bottle from somewhere.
"Big Brother Qilin, puke in here. The more, the better.”
Ye Han nodded and spat out a mouthful of dragon breath at the young man.
"Oh my god…"
The young man began to circle around Ye Han crazily, golden flames covering his entire body.
As he ran, he took out a small bottle from somewhere.
A stream of water poured out from it.
The raging flames were instantly extinguished.
Ye Han looked at the bottle in his hand, his eyes filled with confusion.
Although he did not use his full strength, this was dragon breath.
It was impossible for ordinary water to extinguish it.
Could it be that some hidden family had made a move again?
He saw Qilin looking at the bottle in his hand as if he was afraid that it would be snatched away.
She hugged him tightly.
"Big brother Qilin, this is mine. You can't snatch it.”
Ye Han looked at him, feeling more and more confused.
"Who are you?"
Hearing Ye Han's question, the young man patted his chest.
"My name is Jia Fugui."
"I'm here to rob the Bao Jia family, but I'm not here to rob the tomb.”
"Of course, I'm not here to fight with you. I'm just here to see if you're healthy.”
"If possible, I hope you can give me some of your saliva.”
Treasure?
Ye Han was stunned when he heard this term. He had never heard of it before.
Where did he come from to knock on Bao Jia's house?
Seeing that Ye Han had no intention of giving it to him, Jia Fugui directly hugged his leg.
"Big brother Qilin, if you don't give it to me today, I won't let go.”
"Even if you hit me, I won't let go.”
Ye Han was just about to throw him away, but who knew that he would let go.
And he hid far away.
"Brother Qilin, someone is coming down.”
"I'll cheer you on from the side."
B * tch!
This was Ye Han's only evaluation of this young man.
A group of people appeared above his head again.
"Young Master, it seems that someone has arrived before us.”
He looked up and saw the mysterious young man's exquisite burrow.
A somewhat crude but extremely huge burrow appeared before his eyes.
Over twenty burly men climbed down from a long bamboo.
Everyone looked at Ye Han in shock.
However, it turned into greed.
This was an auspicious beast, a Qilin. Even a single hair on its body was worth a sky-high price.
Moreover, it was still alive.
Then what was there to be afraid of in this world?
There was a metallic sound.
More than twenty people took out all kinds of weapons and even guns.
They were all aimed at Ye Han.
"If you can understand me, nod your head.”
"Be obedient and follow me back to the Chen family. Otherwise, hehe.”
Chen Ming looked at Ye Han, the greed in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.
As long as he brought it back, he would very likely become the next family head.
Ye Han didn't want to bother with him at all, the plasma on the dragon horn on his head condensed.
A bolt of lightning struck.
As the inheritors of the Mountain-Lifting Strongman, everyone moved aside.
"You want to do it the hard way!"
"Hit him!"
Following Chen Ming's order, everyone behind him moved at the same time.
Bullets rained down.
Smoke filled the main tomb.
Among them was Chen Ming's arrogant laughter.
After the first round of shooting, he looked at Ye Han who was surrounded by smoke.
Chen Ming had a bad feeling.
"Your acupuncture is not bad."
Ye Han's voice came from the smoke, his eyes shining with golden light.
"Ding!"
"A mission has appeared. Host, please punish the grave robbers. After the punishment is completed, you will grow a Qilin pattern.”
" Note: The Qilin pattern is the symbol of the Qilin auspicious beast. It can bless auspicious signs and strengthen the control of fire elements.”
Hearing the system notification, Ye Han's eyes burst with endless killing intent, but he didn't make a move just now.
He was waiting for the system's mission to appear.
"Roar!"
A roar sounded first.
The huge shock caused many people standing in front of them to take a few steps back.
He saw that the auspicious beast Qilin was still alive and kicking under the baptism of gunfire.
Chen Ming narrowed his eyes.
"Get on the array!"
The Mountain-Unloading Strongman Sect had a few great techniques. Since the Song Dynasty, it had combined the knowledge of the gold-touching sect and the Maoshan sect.
He had created his own technology.
Among them, there was a technique, a technique, and a certain acupoint.
The technique was called the Mountain-Breaking Technique, and it was all-encompassing. The most important thing was all kinds of Feng Shui and array formations.
What was being displayed now was the secret impartation of the Mountain-Lifting Strongman.
Fengdu Grand Array!
More than twenty people stood in their designated positions.
All kinds of attacks flashed in his hands.
Chen Ming did not stand in the middle of the array. Instead, he began to chant.
"Rise!"
With a loud shout, the magic tools in the hands of the twenty-odd people were put down. One of them took out a Ghost Head Blade.
Immediately, the tomb became even colder. White shadows appeared in the array.
The Ghost Gate of Fengdu opened, and hundreds of ghosts walked at night!
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