Talking about archeology, your Kowloon coffin tattoo was exposed

This time, the cold glow on the soul nail seemed to be a little more icy.

Sun Yaozu was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he hugged Hu Bayi's thighs tightly.

Hu Bayi wanted to grab Sun Yaozu's collar and run directly as before, but Sun Yaozu's hands seemed to be nailed to his legs.

Hu Bayi couldn't run away, and Sun Yaozu couldn't save him.

Seeing that the soul suppression nail was about to pierce into his eyes, Hu Bayi clenched his fists and closed his eyes.

"Bell!"

a crisp sound sounded, followed by a string of sparks.

The spark splashed on Hu Bayi's face, and the slight burning made Hu Bayi open his eyes.

I saw that Huo Jilin was holding the black gold ancient knife in front of him, and the spark was rubbed out when the black gold ancient knife cut the soul suppression nail.

The fourteen soul suppression nails were all cut off by Huo Jilin and scattered all over the place.

Hu Bayi was sweating profusely, and looked at Huo Jilin gratefully: "Brother Huo, you saved my life again."

Huo Jilin looked at Sun Yaozu, who was still holding Hu Bayi's thigh, with a cold face: "Let go of your hand, otherwise, chop it off!" Sun

Yaozu reacted at this time, looked around with his head and tail shrunk, and let go of his hand after finding that there was nothing that could hurt him.

Wang Kaixuan's anger has reached the top, and at this moment, Wang Kaixuan can't wait to skin and debone Sun Yaozu.

Ignoring Shirley Yang, who was still unwell, Wang Kaixuan pushed Shirley Yang next to Hua Han and ran towards Sun Yaozu angrily.

At this moment, there were two villains in Wang Kaixuan's heart who were constantly fighting, and the villain was shouting hoarsely: He almost killed Lao Hu! Kill him! You must kill him

! The other was desperately blocking: Don't be impulsive! Don't be impulsive!

In an instant, Wang Kaixuan had come to Sun Yaozu.

Sun Yaozu also felt the murderous aura coming to his face, and his face, which was already frightened by the Soul Suppression Nail, turned a little pale, and he took a few steps back with his body: "You... You want to... Before

Sun Yaozu finished speaking, Sun Yaozu felt lighter.

Wang Kaixuan grabbed Sun Yaozu's collar and pulled him up from the ground, as if sparks were about to erupt from his eyes: "Do you know! You almost killed Lao Hu just now

!" "Bang!"

In the next second, Sun Yaozu's face was punched firmly, and the beaten side of his face instantly swollen.

Sun Yaozu covered his face and looked at Wang Kaixuan in disbelief: "You actually dare to beat me? Do you know that I am a professor

!" "Professor!" Wang Kaixuan gritted his teeth and jumped out these words, "Teach your mother's fart!"

Immediately, another punch was swung.

Before the punch could be hit, it was stopped out of thin air.

With Wang Kaixuan's understanding, he didn't need to look back, he also knew who this person was: "Old Hu, don't stop me, I have to teach him a lesson."

Hu Bayi grabbed Wang Kaixuan's hand: "Fatty, calm down."

Sun Yaozu was extremely resentful, but he didn't dare to show the slightest displeasure on his face: "Yes, what are you beating me for! I didn't mess with you!" Hu

Ba was afraid that Wang Kaixuan would do something unfavorable to him, so he hurriedly pulled Wang Kaixuan away and persuaded Wang Kaixuan in his ear: "Fatty, he was brought by Shirley Yang, don't do this, I'm fine." Immediately

, Hu Bayi grabbed Wang Kaixuan's arm and put Wang Kaixuan's hand down.

Sun Yaozu breathed a sigh of relief and said quietly: "That's right, you have to figure out what is behind me."

Without waiting for Wang Kaixuan to speak, Huo Jilin's cold gaze turned to Sun Yaozu:

"Behind you is a coffin."

This sentence exploded in Sun Yaozu's ears, even though the temperature outside was approaching forty now, Sun Yaozu still felt like he was falling into an ice cave, and his bones were in pain.

At this time, Hu Bayi dragged Wang Kaixuan away, and Huo Jilin took back the black gold ancient knife.

Seeing the three people who could be a threat to themselves walk away, Sun Yaozu's eyes immediately turned to resentment.

Staring at the backs of the three of them, Sun Yaozu clutched his nails into his flesh and said in his heart: When I get out of here, I will go to the yamen to report you as a group of tomb robbers who kill people without blinking! Arrest and shoot you all!

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Sun Yaozu's mouth.

In his mind, everyone in front of him was being escorted to the execution ground, and a gun was held to his head, causing their heads to burst and their brains to splatter.

After satisfying himself in his mind, Sun Yaozu's mood improved a lot, and the fear of Wang Kaixuan and Huo Jilin just now also dropped a lot.

Immediately, he stood up with the coffin beside him.

As the object in his hand shifted, Sun Yaozu's pupils shrank again, and he turned his head mechanically.

I saw that the coffin under his hand was moved away due to such a small action of his own.

In the next second, a white mist struck towards Sun Yaozu's front door.

Fortunately, the amount of this white mist was extremely small, and after wrapping Sun Yaozu, it did not hit the crowd.

At this time, Sun Yaozu only felt that he had difficulty breathing, and every time he took a breath, he needed to expend a lot of strength.

This suffocating sensation didn't last long, and a strong pain spread throughout his body, leaving Sun Yaozu soaked in sweat within seconds.

Ahhh Ahh

Sun Yaozu wanted to shout loudly and let a few people who were watching the fire from the other side rescue him.

But the pain was extraordinary, as if countless people were tearing at his skin, and the pain was so painful that he could only whimper in a low voice.

At this time, Shirley Yang looked at Sun Yaozu, who was suffering, her brows furrowed slightly, and she couldn't bear it:

"Mr. Huo, can you save Professor Sun, he is too old to stand this crime."

Huo Jilin's eyes narrowed slightly: "Help? There's nothing to save, it's just self-inflicted."

Shirley Yang still wanted to persuade a few words, but after thinking about it, she felt inappropriate: "Mr. Huo, I'll give you money to save Professor Sun."

Huo Jilin turned his head and asked word by word: "Why?"

Shirley Yang was stunned: "Professor Sun, he... It's our partner. "

Partner?" Huo Jilin sneered, "Partner won't put partner to death." Immediately

, Huo Jilin called Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan to observe the pile of coffins.

And at this moment, the white fog surrounding Sun Yaozu has dissipated.

Sun Yaozu's mouth was slightly open, his breathing was weak, and he was obviously unconscious.

If it weren't for the slight tremor at the Adam's apple, it would be no different from a dead person.

Looking at his face again, where is it still the slightest bit like

that of ordinary people?

The skin of his face is blue and purple as a whole, and some small pieces of skin have fallen off and drooped on his earlobes, revealing some blackened muscles inside

! It is extremely terrifying!

It turns out that this white mist is a poisonous gas that can corrode people's skin.

If it weren't for Sun Yao's ancestors who had taken poison avoidance pills before, I'm afraid it would be more than just disfigurement now!