Tomb robber: No more pretending, I am Faqiu Tianguan

The peculiar blood corpse had no pupils and whites in its eyes, and the whole body was blood-red.

What was chilling was that there were even several blood-colored strands of hair sticking out of their eyes, dangling like tentacles.

“Second uncle, with all due respect… In the past few years, Martial Evil has been able to come back alive from so many dangerous tombs…”

“It’s really hard work for you and Fatty Wang, and Zhang Qiling!”

Expressionlessly, looking at the blood corpse slowly getting up, Xiaohua complained rarely.

“It’s okay, just get used to it…”

Jiang Nan lit a cigarette with one hand, indicating that small flowers are rare and strange.

If nothing else, let’s say that the other day in the Ba Nai piece, that wild coffin.

That geographical location is also within the shrouded range of feng shui treasure land.

From ancient times to the present, as long as there is no special means of feng shui master, there is no possibility of corpses in that kind of place!

However, because of the martial evil, he actually met the corpse fraud… Who believes this Nima when he says it?

In short, as long as Wu Xie is present, it is not surprising what kind of strange situation happens.

Gangnam is used to it.

The fat man and the little brother are also used to it.

Little things!

With a cigarette in his mouth, Jiang Nan silently bit off the black and gold gloves on his left hand, holding a knife to cut a hole in the palm of his hand, allowing blood to flow out of the wound.

The blood-colored hair in the blood pool is strange, and under the infection of blood, who knows that strange changes have occurred over the years.

At least, unlike the rest of the black hair, the thing not only did not mean to fear Jiangnan, but even wanted to move.

The aura that emanated alone was no longer enough to deter this strange blood-colored hair.

“I haven’t self-harmed in a long time…”

Jiang Nan sighed, and in Xiaohua’s confused expression, he spilled blood on Xiaohua’s body.

At the same time, while the wound has not completely healed, apply fresh blood to your body.

The speed of self-healing caused by good physical fitness is accelerated, which is sometimes really annoying.

In particular, the bonus brought by the Phoenix Bloodline Tattoo, with just a moment’s effort, the shallow blood marks on the palm of the hand have already shown signs of healing…

Sometimes, the little brother envies Jiangnan’s fast-healing physique, but Jiangnan is envious that the little brother does not need to tear the wound and bleed many times…

Sure enough, the precious blood was exposed to the air, and the strange components in it began to volatilize, playing their due role, and the action of the blood-colored hair spreading over was instantly stagnant and frozen.

Precious blood, when it comes to targeting these evil things, is undoubtedly professional.

Seeing this, Jiang Nan didn’t say a word, picked up the knife and was ready to cut.

The force under his feet smashed the clay pot on the ground, and at the moment when the clay pot shattered, Jiang Nan had already relayed and flew over.

Constantly borrowing power on the clay pot, as the clay pot broke, Jiang Nan had flashed to the front of the blood corpse.

Hit the head!

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The fierce sword light came from top to bottom, slashing at the head of the bloody corpse!

“Oh, something, this damn thing is really not simple!”

Jiang Nan stepped on the clay pot on the ground, shook off the unknown substance contaminated under his feet, and sighed in disgust.

At that moment just now, the blood-colored tentacles behind the blood corpse actually extended entirely, and Sheng Sheng dragged the blood corpse to avoid this knife.

However, Jiangnan has never been so easy to give up.

Rushing out again, in the crisp cracking sound, Jiang Nan sensitively avoided the blood-colored hair that carefully tried to wrap up.

When there was no way to avoid it, Jiang Nan clenched his fist with his left hand, squeezed the wound open again, and threw out a handful of blood.

The moment the blood fell on the blood-colored hair, a sound similar to that of strong acid corroding proteins sounded in the cave.

Visible to the naked eye, the place where the blood-colored hair touched the precious blood instantly turned black, but decayed, turned into a substance like black charcoal after burning, fell to the ground, and fell into pieces.

At the same time, I don’t know if it was an illusion, Jiang Nan even faintly heard a miserable howl…

At his feet, Jiang Nan looked at the blood-colored hair around him in amazement.

At first, it was just a metaphor, but I didn’t expect that these ghosts were really living creatures???

What kind of ghost thing has been researched by the Zhang family’s immortal research by-product?

When this is Riban, this thing is a hairy version of the tentacle monster!,

Funny, he Jiangnan is not a girl, where did the tentacle monster fight beautiful girl?

However, this is not the time to think about this, on the side of the ear, the strong wind hit, and Jiang Nan dodged sideways.

Looking at it, the state of the blood corpse changed again!

It seems that he knows that he can’t help Jiangnan, and the blood-colored hair has been wrapped around the blood corpse, as if he has put on a blood-colored airtight armor!

“Sure enough, there is something weird…”

Jiang Nan’s brows frowned slightly, and he felt more and more that this blood corpse was unusual.

A few backflips and retreats, dodging the spreading tentacles… At the same time as the hair, the Jiangnan people had already smeared blood on the knife body when they were in mid-air.

Laugh at!~~~

With a wave of the knife, the air seemed to be cut by the knife light, and there was a hiss.

The blood-stained knife easily cut off the hair, and at the same time, the knife did not decrease, cutting a strange arc in mid-air, swinging at the blood corpse at an unexpected angle.

This knife was a trajectory specially calculated by Jiang Nan, and when he slashed at its head with the knife, he had already cut off the hair connected to the blood corpse and the blood pool.

In order to avoid this ghost thing being pulled away by the hair again.

The sword flashed, and a big head soared into the sky!

At the neck break, blood gushes out like a fountain, and in the blood, countless blood-colored hair strands are mixed in.

On closer inspection, these strands of hair seemed to be rooted in the veins of the blood corpse.

“Huh, Nima’s, and this kind of commotion?”

Just when Jiang Nan was about to collect the knife’s hand, he suddenly felt the alarm, and in a blink of an eye, the corner of Jiangnan’s mouth twitched, and he couldn’t help but spit out fragrant fragrance.

ps: High reaction, pain in the back of the head…