"Got-blooded?" Ma Long was startled, and then he realized that the word "god-blooded" is not an adjective, but a noun - the literal meaning. In real life, we often hear the phrase "god-blooded so-and-so"
It is a kind of description, so it is easy for people to automatically bring it into this form. "The blood of this animal actually has such a magical effect?"
Ma Long found inexplicably that although the dog's blood was ordinary, it seemed to be able to restrain the blood corpse in front of him, and it also melted away the highly poisonous blood beads that it had cloned. It seemed that it could be put to good use.
Sun Fu's hand holding the small glass bottle was still trembling slightly. Seeing that the man was fine, he calmed down and explained to Ma Long: "My teacher once took our class of students to the ancient tomb several times.
Field teaching. For safety reasons, he gave each of us a small bottle like this for emergency use. Later we found out that it was a liquid extracted from the blood of some animals. At that time, we all laughed at the teacher's superstition, but because of the workmanship of this bottle,
It’s quite beautiful, so I keep it by my side, but I didn’t expect it to come in handy today.”
Ma Long took the small porcelain bottle handed over by Sun Fu. The porcelain bottle was very small, like a small wine gourd. It was very light in his hand and could hardly feel its weight. All the liquid inside had spilled out.
However, some of the remaining scarlet liquid is colorless and odorless, and you can't feel it is dog blood at all. It can be seen that it has been refined with precise instruments.
Not to mention this delicate little bottle, it takes a lot of effort to extract just the liquid inside.
Ma Long handed the vial back to Sun Fu and said slowly: "You have a good teacher..." This is true. There are not many teachers who can be so considerate of students these days, and they are so accurate and thoughtful.
Although the liquid in the bottle did not save Sun Fu, it saved another life. It was a waste of money.
Sun Fu put the small bottle back into his backpack, and then said: "I didn't expect that the blood corpse is really as afraid of the blood of animals as the rumors say. But we can use this to deal with that difficult blood corpse."
At this time, except for the strong man who had fainted from fright, the five people headed by Ma Long gathered together again. The blood corpse split into so many small blood beads, and the body was also somewhat exhausted. At this time
The person is gnawing on a piece of bone, absorbing the marrow inside, and seems to be recovering his strength.
"Master, let's go out first!" the high priest suggested. "When we go back, we kill chickens and cows, prepare pots and pans to collect the blood, and then come back to make this bloody corpse."
Ma Long thought for a while and agreed. After all, he couldn't eliminate the blood corpses for the time being, and the presence of these people always made him uneasy. If he had been slow just now, someone would have been unable to come back. Thinking about it,
It frightened him. Moreover, the yin energy here was getting heavier and heavier. After the accident just now, the air seemed to be filled with poisonous gas emitted by corpse poison, which was even worse for people's health.
"Yes, let's move out first and then talk."
Suddenly, Ma Long smelled a strange smell in his nose, right in front of him. He asked Sun Fu doubtfully: "That dog blood of yours was mixed with urine?"
"No?" Sun Fu also sniffed his nostrils and seemed to notice the strange smell, "Actually, I haven't opened it, and I don't know. It shouldn't be possible, right?"
"There really is a smell of -" Shen Bingbing covered her nose with her hands and said awkwardly, "Uh, the smell of urine -"
The five people looked around, and suddenly, Ma Long discovered that the big man who fainted just now was not only frightened, but also peed. He really peed. The top of his light blue jeans was completely wet.
Sun Fu burst into laughter: "This guy is really scared to death?!" However, he did not laugh. After all, it was a life and death situation, and he was not sure whether he would have been scared to death if he had been involved in that scene just now.
?
However, he couldn't ignore the man lying here and had to take him out with him. Sun Fu was kind-hearted and volunteered to help the unconscious big man, not disliking the smell of urine from his lower body at all. Fan Yong took the initiative to carry the big man on his back.
The priest, with the high priest's legs and feet, could retreat faster than he could stay where he was and wait for rescue. Of course, Ma Long had to protect Shen Bingbing.
At this moment, the blood corpse seemed to have recovered some of its strength, howled, and rushed towards the crowd with persistence. It was such a simple-minded blood corpse, and it was so arrogant even before it had any upper hand.
"You guys go first!" Ma Long said as he opened his stance, used his powerful technique, and hit the blood corpse's chest hard.
After a bang, the roaring bloody corpse was punched dozens of meters away by Ma Long, and the rotten flesh on his body fell to the ground again as if it were moral integrity.
Ma Long turned around and caught up with the retreating five people again. He saw Fan Yong carrying the high priest on his back, while Sun Fu was also struggling to carry the strong man. Shen Bingbing followed behind the two of them, looking back frequently.
When he saw Ma Long following him, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Ma Long ran over without saying anything, picked up Shen Bingbing and took the lead to rush out. Shen Bingbing lay in front of Ma Long's strong chest and felt unprecedented peace of mind, as if she had suddenly found her old feeling again. She remembered
, when they first met, Ma Long also carried her home like this.
The three grown men ran much faster than when they arrived. After traveling for less than an hour, they finally gradually approached the entrance of the tomb mountain. Halfway through, the strong man was stunned and pissed.
Han also woke up. Although his legs were still a little weak, he was able to keep up with the pace of everyone. Because he peed his pants, he was too embarrassed to say anything along the way.
But when he was approaching the entrance of the mountain, the strong man suddenly stopped.
"Come on, why are you standing still!" Ma Long thought something was wrong with him again, so he turned around and said in confusion, and slowed down.
The strong man looked at his pants and smiled bitterly: "How can I go out like this? It's so embarrassing, I might as well stay here."
It stands to reason that his pants should have dried long ago. However, the air and humidity in this tomb are very heavy, and there is almost no sunlight. Not only did his wet pants not dry, but there were signs of expansion.
. If this goes out, people will definitely notice it.
Ma Long sighed, having no choice. After putting down Shen Bingbing, he came to the strong man and lit a flame to roast his crotch. However, the temperature of the flame could not be controlled well, and he could only hear "Ouch"
"With a scream, the strong man covered his crotch and passed out again.
Ma Long felt very guilty. This was the first time he used the fire in his hand to bake clothes. He really didn't control the heat well, and he also forgot that there was a large ball of meat near his crotch. He didn't know if it was cooked...
