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Qilinjie melts in your mouth and does not have the fishy smell as you might imagine. Instead, it has a unique bitter aroma like traditional Chinese medicine.

'what! '

While Wang Ping'an was savoring the memory, Aning on his back woke up with a scream.

Wang Ping'an turned his head and saw that some small corpse-bugs had caught up with him. They even jumped directly onto Aning and bit her. Aning was awakened by the pain.

But Wang Ping'an had no choice at this time. He couldn't let Aning go and help her deal with the corpse-bugs.

Helplessly, Wang Ping'an could only pull out one hand and take out another Qilin Jie and stuff it into Aning's mouth.

'Eat it, bear with it, it's coming up soon!'

Sure enough, after Aning swallowed the Qilin blood, in just a few seconds, the corpse-eating bugs around them began to deliberately avoid Wang Pingan and Aning and continued to chase them upwards.

Seeing this scene, Wang Pingan felt relieved.

Wu Xie was protected by Zhang Qiling and was climbing the fastest at this time. He was about to reach the top, so there was naturally nothing to worry about. He and Aning were now in no danger with Qilin Jie's help. As for Wu Sansheng, this old hand was following closely behind Wu Xie, so there was no danger at all. The most dangerous ones were Pan Zi and Fatty.

However, these two guys have thick skin and are not affected by a few bites.

Roar!

Just when Wang Ping'an felt relieved, a charred figure suddenly came around from the other side of the Hydra cypress and pounced on Wang Ping'an.

Wang Ping'an was also stunned when he saw the figure. This person was none other than the bloody corpse that he had burned black. Unexpectedly, this bloody corpse was not dead. Not only was it not dead, it seemed that it had come to seek revenge on him on purpose!

'careful! ’

As soon as Zhang Qiling's voice appeared, Wang Ping'an, who was carrying Aning's body on his back, was pounced on by the blood corpse.

Fortunately, there was a tree branch a few meters below, so Wang Pingan and Aning did not fall to their death.

But even so, the two of them fell hard. Aning fainted again because she was used as a cushion. If she hadn't been tied with a rope, she would have fallen to the bottom and died.

Wang Ping'an didn't care about other situations. The Desert Eagle flashed in his hand and he pulled the trigger hard at the bloody corpse's head in front of him at close range.

Eight bullets in a row, without any waste, all exploded on the blood corpse's head.

As a stream of fishy-smelling blood rushed into Wang Ping'an's mouth, Wang Ping'an finally woke up from his panic.

At this time, the blood corpse had already died, and Zhang Qiling was standing beside Wang Ping'an, looking at him with concern.

"Are you okay?"

Wang Ping'an shook his head and was about to get up when he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Looking down, he saw that there was an arm stuck in his chest. That arm belonged to the blood corpse.

It turned out that the blood corpse did not pounce on him, but directly inserted its sharp nails into his body, and that position was exactly where the golden soft armor did not cover.

In an instant, Wang Ping'an's body had no strength left. It seemed that the impulse to pull the trigger just now was just the help of adrenaline.

'I'll take you away!'

As Zhang Qiling spoke, he pulled the bloody corpse's arm off Wang Ping'an and then pulled Wang Ping'an up.

However, at this time, Wang Ping'an had Aning on his back. Feeling the appearance of the two of them, Zhang Qiling also frowned.

But Wang Ping'an noticed Zhang Qiling's thoughts and spoke hurriedly.

'Take both of us with you!'

Zhang Qiling felt somewhat helpless upon hearing this, but he still continued to climb up with Wang Ping'an and Aning on Wang Ping'an's back.

Fortunately, the three of them are no longer bothered by the corpse-eating insects. Otherwise, no matter how strong Zhang Qiling was, he would not be able to save two people alive from being surrounded by thousands of corpse-eating insects.

At this time, Wang Ping'an also felt that his brain was gradually becoming chaotic. He knew that he was seriously injured. If he were an ordinary person, the blood corpse's attack would be enough to kill him several times with the corpse poison.

But Wang Ping'an was different. He had the magical power of Nirvana, so he naturally did not die immediately.

However, even so, Wang Ping'an still felt that his vitality was rapidly draining away.

Wang Ping'an also thought of his system store first. Wang Ping'an knew that with his current injuries, he was almost certain to die, so he had to buy pills to save himself while he was awake.

Thinking of this, Wang Ping'an also held up his eyelids, and in the last moment of coma, he bought a Dahuan Dan and put it into his mouth with difficulty.

Sure enough, as the Dahuan Dan entered Wang Ping'an's mouth, the bleeding wound stopped bleeding instantly, and Wang Ping'an regained consciousness.

Of course, having suffered such a serious injury, Wang Ping'an naturally would not show that he had recovered. He just closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious and began to think about the mission.

The mission of Grave Robbers' Chronicles is not even halfway through, but I have almost lost half my life. If I hadn't been lucky enough to get 10,000 luck points, I would have died several times by now.

However, even so, he only had 7,000 luck points left.

"It must be a change in the world's consciousness. It's repairing itself and trying to wipe out an outsider like me. Only when I die can the world return to its original plot. I didn't expect that because I changed the timeline of the plot, a small change would cause so many things, and even create three blood corpses!"

Just as he was thinking about it, Wang Ping'an's eyes suddenly became bright.

It turned out that Zhang Qiling had already brought himself and Aning out, and at this time, there was a scene of sunset outside.

Wang Ping'an looked back and saw that the group of corpse-eating insects had stopped at the entrance of the tomb. It seemed that they had no intention of coming out to continue chasing.

Beside him were Fatty and Pan Zi, who were screaming non-stop. Their bodies were covered with wounds from being bitten by corpse-eating insects. Even Wu Xie and Wu Sansheng were not spared.

"Are you okay?"

Zhang Qiling's voice suddenly appeared.

Wang Ping'an could only nod and stand on the ground.

"It's alright, thanks, bro!"

Zhang Qiling seemed to be looking at the wound on Wang Ping'an's stomach in disbelief. The bleeding had already stopped, and there was even a hint of scarring.

In response to this, Wang Ping'an could only raise his index finger to make a gesture of silence, and then explained in a low voice.

"You can live forever, why can't I heal quickly?"

Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Qiling was stunned.

The word "eternal life" sounded so harsh to Zhang Qiling's ears at this moment.

However, Wang Ping'an did not intend to explain in detail to Zhang Qiling. Instead, he untied the ropes on his body, let Aning down, and carefully observed Aning's injuries.

This time, Aning seemed to be seriously injured, mainly because of the fall. Aning was at the bottom and was pressed down by Wang Pingan's weight of more than 100 pounds and the blood corpse. His already weak body seemed to have suffered serious internal injuries.

Fortunately, it is not fatal, and there are no wounds caused by corpse-eating beetles. It is not serious. When I go down the mountain and find a hospital to recuperate for a while, I will be back to normal.

Seeing this, Wang Pingan also breathed a sigh of relief. His trip to the Qixing Lu Palace was completely over. Aning was not dead, Wu Xie and Fatty also knew each other, and the overall plot direction had not shifted. The rest was up to Wu Xie and others.