Live Tomb Raider: I Have Qilin Blood?

There's a lot more to come here now.

If the special forces that disappeared before accidentally drank the water inside, they would become manic blood men.

Qin Mo held his forehead and remained silent for five seconds.

Telling them the specifics now will do nothing but cause panic.

"It's very cloudy down there. There are a lot of corpses. Corpse weeters come and go in groups. If they are not handled properly, living people can be stripped alive!"

Bingbing was obviously stunned for a moment, put down the microphone and went to help the technical team.

When the barrage heard the word "shizuo", the heavy atmosphere eased a lot.

"It's probably similar to the things in the water cave. Qin Dashen said before that they can be driven away with fire, so you don't have to worry about it anymore. Wait for the technical team to repair the equipment!"

"Will there be an upgraded version of the corpse? Otherwise, Qin Dashen couldn't be so nervous."

"This great god doesn't know what he was doing just now. If he had reminded him in time, that young professor wouldn't be so ignorant, and just pressed the switch. Now the situation on the scene is invisible, and he is still creating a tense atmosphere here. .”

"Great God Qin really wiped the ass of the screen window, showing us a hand! Let the archaeological team be in danger, and give some pointers to gain popularity and popularity, really 666!"

……

More and more people began to accuse Qin Mo of being an afterthought, saying that he did not give timely guidance just to stir up heat for himself.

"Stop talking nonsense! God Qin is not a robot, maybe he just went to the bathroom just now, who knows that there are such reckless people among these professors, and God Qin didn't press his hand to open the mechanism!"

Zhang Feifei sat in front of the computer and angrily typed a line.

She majored in archaeology, and also studied some psychology in her spare time. She can easily obtain the information she wants from the expressions or tone of voice of the characters.

Qin Mo's surprise when he spoke just now was obviously because this incident was unexpected!
Qin Mo fixed his eyes on the barrage that spoke for him.

He saw the ID [Hangcheng Liu Yifei].

The danmaku spread quickly and disappeared immediately.

Qin Mo only felt that the name was impressive, and he didn't care about the others.

These netizens are usually mere scumbags, and they are useless when it comes to critical moments. Let's take a look.

He took off his earphones, put his phone on the stand, got up and fiddled with his broken computer for a while.

About 8 minutes or so, the sound of sizzle came from the handset of the mobile phone.

Since he had the unicorn blood, his sense of hearing is much better than usual. Even if Qin Mo is bending over to fiddle with the computer cables behind the main unit, he can react within milliseconds when the background sound of the phone changes.

Back on the bed, looking at the phone screen, the live broadcast screen shook several times and returned to normal.

"Wu Xie, are you all okay now?" Bingbing saw the picture clearly and asked anxiously.

There was a series of noises just now, and he almost threw something else from his ear.

Wu Xie leaned against the wall and rubbed her waist.

The old Wu and the little brother who were with him were gone, and there was only Professor Xu who fell from the other side, and the young professor who fell from the other side, Xiao Zhou.

"We seem to be separated. Now it's just me, Professor Xu and a young professor, Xiao Zhou."

The camera is slightly raised, and it can be seen that Wu Xie is in a slightly higher hole.

Professor Xu and Xiao Zhou landed on a stepped platform.

"Professor Xu and Xiao Zhou, quickly walk towards Wu Xie!" Qin Mo reminded.

Just when everyone was wondering, a bunch of small black reptiles had already crawled out of the corner of the wall.

It's not as big as I saw when I was in the water hole, but it's half the size of a palm, and it's densely packed, which already makes people feel a bit chilly on the back.

Professor Xu is older, and his legs and feet are a bit uncomfortable after a fall.

He could only lean against Wu Xie against the wall.

"Ah!" The young professor was about to stand up and run, when a dead wee bit his arm.

Sweating profusely, he took out a dagger from his backpack, inserted it into the corpse's back, and quickly cut off the red flesh, his face pale.

Qin Mo's voice came out of the headset again.

"Flare! Open flame! Light it up!"

Listening to Qin Mo's instructions, Wu Xie dug out a few flares that he had prepared early in the morning from his backpack, lit them and threw them at Professor Xu's feet.

The cadaver that was approaching quickly retreated a lot, and Professor Xu limped forward.

Although the corpse weeters are afraid of getting close to the open flame and retreat temporarily, the number is increasing.

"Angkor is mighty! The flare was thrown so accurately that two corpses almost reached Professor Xu's feet just now!"

"Professor Xu must be protected. He is a national treasure in the archaeological world. Except for those retired old men, he is the only one with the most resources. The burden of our cultural revival in Xia Kingdom falls on him!"

"What is this young professor doing behind, go and help Professor Xu go!"

"Forget about being dragged in by Zongzi from the beginning! Then there won't be such a dangerous thing later on."

"Can you gain some morals from what you said earlier? They are all from the archaeological team. If you go, you may be scared out of your urine. Xiao Zhou didn't do it on purpose, didn't you see that he was injured just now?"

……

A flare can only last about 15 seconds.

Because it is portable, the fuel inside is relatively small, and the air in the basement is a bit damp, which shortens the usual time by half.

Wu Xie turned out all the flares in the bag, and after losing several, Professor Xu was still some distance away.

At the beginning, there were only corpse weeds on the ground, but now they are all over the walls.

It won't be long before the place will be full of corpses.

Wu Xie gritted her teeth, jumped straight down holding two flares, and walked up with Professor Xu on her arm.

The young professor quickly followed, clutching his arms.

Wu Xie is relatively young and has good physical strength, so he went up with a kick and a jump.

"Teacher, be careful!" Xiao Zhou's pupils shrank suddenly, and he raised his hand to stab the professor's back.

A corpse weeter that hadn't had time to bite was thrown aside with green blood splattered.

The flares in the bags of the three of them have been used up. Only the special forces have the most of these things. Unfortunately, they have disappeared collectively.

Time is tight.

Wu Xie grabbed Professor Xu's arm and pulled him up with all his strength, "Professor Xu, hold on tight!"

"Teacher, Xia Guo's cultural revival is up to you! The students are incompetent!" Xiao Zhou looked at the corpse that was getting closer, and stretched out his hand to push Professor Xu up, letting him step on his shoulder.

Before Professor Xu could stand still, the black mass of corpses immediately engulfed Xiao Zhou.

The tragic cry was mixed with the sound of the corpse eating the body, and the scene was extremely cruel.

Looking at it, the picture suddenly turned into a fuzzy mosaic, and the black figure in the corpse turned into a mass of red.

The screams stopped, and Xiao Zhou didn't even have much meat left.