Entertainment Secrets: Playing the role of Qilin, Mimi loves it so much

"Soul?"

These guys have long since become undead, losing consciousness and wisdom, and all that remains is their greed for blood.

The corpses here should be what they left over.

Ye Bai took half a step back.

These things are more dangerous than ordinary zombies.

He needs to wait for a suitable opportunity.

A skeleton walked over with staggering steps. It was tall and strong, with a twisted head, like a giant monster with a ferocious and violent face.

Ye Bai did not move his gun away, staring straight at its throat.

The rotten head stopped half a foot away from him.

It widened its bloodshot eyes, its Adam's apple slid, and it opened its mouth to bite Ye Bai's trouser leg, dragging him deeper into the corridor.

Ye Bai did not resist.

Although these things have lost their rationality, they still follow their instincts.

They need fresh blood.

Ye Bai followed the skeleton while thinking about how to escape.

He is now fighting alone without any help.

I don’t know whose tomb the things in this coffin house belong to.

If you rush in rashly, you might end up being fed up.

As Ye Bai walked, he kept a vigilant eye on the movements around him.

Suddenly, he felt a burning pain in his left arm.

Ye Bai lowered his head and saw that the dragon scale ring was emitting a faint luster, with a faint blue glow emerging.

This ring was actually working on its own, releasing a faint halo, driving away the evil aura and protecting Ye Bai's heart meridian.

"No wonder..."

Ye Bai suddenly realized: "I always felt like something was missing, it turned out to be this ring."

This ring can block out all negative forces.

Ye Bai reached into his sleeve and took out the jade pendant.

The surface of the jade pendant has dried up and looks dull.

He put the jade pendant on the ring finger of his right hand, and then took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket.

“The things inside are pretty amazing.”

He smiled.

Ye Bai stuck the talisman paper on his wrist.

A tingling electric current surged from the wrist into the body, instantly sweeping through the internal organs.

He groaned, his cheeks flushing red.

This talisman paper has powerful attack power and can temporarily stimulate Ye Bai's potential.

But this thing also has serious side effects.

Ye Bai coughed a few times to suppress the restless blood in his body.

He walked out of the stone chamber cautiously.

He didn't dare delay and continued searching the next tomb.

He remembered that there was a small hall behind the bronze door he had entered earlier.

At the end of this stone chamber is a small hall behind the bronze door.

Ye Bai walked forward while observing the movements around him.

He had just taken a few steps when he suddenly heard a muffled groan behind him.

The voice sounded strange, not from the deceased.

Ye Bai stopped.

When the tip of the copper coin sword pressed against the three swollen throats, Ye Bai could see clearly that the thing wrapped around the leg bone was not an arm at all.

They were three umbilical cords twisted into a knot, their surface covered with fine fleshy thorns like a baby's gums.

Bloody mud dripped from the cracks in the ceiling, creating a fingernail-sized dent in the blue brick floor.

In each pit, there is a transparent tadpole curled up.

"And one that lays eggs?"

His fingertips brushed across the slime stained on the sword, and three clusters of dark blue flames followed the umbilical cord into the depths of the blood pool.

The stench of burning rotting flesh was mixed with sandalwood.

The smell reminded him of the mingled scent of rust and disinfectant in the morgue's refrigerator.

The woman's nails suddenly dug into the back of his neck.

Five ice spikes moved along the spine and twisted into a cold hook at the tail vertebrae.

Ye Bai grabbed the wrist with his backhand, but what he felt was the raised talisman pattern under the waterproof coating of his jacket.

The special effects sound in the live broadcast room suddenly rang out, and 50 virtual hearts exploded into a bloody mist in the pupils of the corpse.

"Thank you, Tomb Raider 9527, for the Galaxy Battleship."

He licked the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth and crushed a tadpole that climbed up his instep with the heel of his boot.

The moment the slime exploded, the flying figures on the mural suddenly turned their heads collectively, and spider-web-like patterns appeared on their gilded faces.

The beeping sound from the bronze coffin completely coincides with the vibration frequency of a mobile phone.

Ye Bai pulled off the black donkey hooves strung on his tactical belt and discovered that fresh blood beads were oozing from the dried skin.

A tiny crack appeared at the tip of the hoof, revealing half of a finger bone wrapped in red thread.

That was clearly the badge buckle issued to the archaeological team.

The blood pool suddenly formed a whirlpool.

Twenty-three skulls inlaid with gold teeth surfaced, arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper.

The female corpse's shawl stretched out in the water, turning into an overwhelming blood-red barrage.

Each message carries the voice of a different audience, striking tiny arcs of electricity on the walls of the tomb.

"Slow down, please."

Ye Bai grabbed two flying golden bullets with his bare hands, and veins bulged on his wrists.

"This woman transformed the energy of the reward into corpse qi."

The gripped words twisted in his palm

The sticky waves of the blood pool hit the blue bricks, and the splashing blood droplets condensed into thirty-seven blurry human faces in mid-air.

Ye Bai's Adam's apple rolled against the black donkey's hoof, and the metal buckle made a crescent-shaped indentation on the tactical belt.

The three umbilical cords suddenly stretched like guitar strings, and half a yellowed photo emerged from the fallen mud.

"Hold......"

His back teeth bit the tip of his tongue and it bled.

In the photo of the archaeological team taken twenty years ago, the cinnabar mole at the corner of the female corpse's mouth happened to overlap with the heart symbol of a viewer ID in the live broadcast room.

I felt a baby sucking on my ankle, and the Kevlar fiber of my tactical boots was being broken down into flocs by the flesh thorns.

The cell phone suddenly lit up among the corpses.

A line of words popped up on the screen:

【Praise me now! I am your most loyal fan! 】

Ye Bai was silent for a few seconds, resisting the urge to curse.

Ye Bai: “…”

He fixed his eyes on the photo.

The female corpse's appearance vaguely remained at the age of 18, with plump and rosy lips, charming eyes, and a high and straight nose.

Her eyebrows were slightly raised, as if she was smiling, and there was a charming and seductive beauty between her brows, tempting people to commit crimes.

She was wearing a snow-white gauze dress, with bare shoulders, beautiful collarbones, a slender neck, and skin as delicate as a baby's.

Ye Bai doesn't believe that there is any man in the world who wouldn't like such a beautiful woman.

Unfortunately……

He withdrew his gaze and looked into the coffin.

The interior of the coffin was very simple, with only a wooden shelf on which was placed a set of armor and a pottery jar next to it.

He stretched out his thumb and gently stroked the bottom of the coffin, with a hint of scorn on the corner of his mouth.

"Tsk, it truly is worthy of being the mausoleum of King Qin. It truly is filled with opulence and majesty."

"This set of armor, I'm afraid it was worn by King Qin himself?"

Ye Bai raised his head and glanced around.

Apart from coffins and pottery jars, there are no other burial objects in this mausoleum.

There was a living person lying in the coffin.

The lid of the coffin was opened and a pool of blood floated out from inside.

There are many ghostly symbols carved on the coffin lid, which look very much like the totems of ancient witch doctors.

Lying in the coffin was a human body, with eyes closed, the wound on the chest had long since healed, and the skin was smooth and translucent, even smoother and softer than the finest mutton-fat jade.

"who are you?"

Ye Bai asked, staring at the corpse in the coffin.

"Who am I? Haha... My name is Wang Jian."

Before he could finish his words, wisps of black smoke emerged from the coffin and a skeleton crawled out.

Ye Bai's brows twitched.