For The Ten-Year Appointment, We, The Fans, Went To Changbai Mountain

Buzz!! Buzz!!

Song Chen held the knife in his right hand and wiped it on the palm of his left hand with a simple movement, and a string of bright red blood beads appeared.

Then he spun around, and the blood seeping out of his palm quickly spread in an arc around the three people. The blood exuded a special smell that humans could not detect.

The originally ferocious flying insects immediately felt the mysterious smell and the strange coercion emanating from the blood!

The biological instinct of every flying insect warns them to stay away from Song Chen's blood.

The flying insects approaching Song Chen and the others quickly flapped their wings backwards and moved away a few meters, daring not to approach Song Chen and the others again.

“Although I look handsome every time, the feeling of blood flying out of my body is really not good, and it still hurts a bit.

Song Chen couldn't help but curled his lips when he threw the blood gushing from his left hand into the air.

At the same time, he suddenly had such an immature idea in his heart.

Maybe you can prepare some of your own blood in advance next time?

It would be really painful if I had to cut my hand every time...

"Chen Chen! What are you doing!!"

Facing Song Chen's sudden self-mutilation, Jiang Yueqing was dumbfounded and quickly took Song Chen's left hand to help stop the bleeding.

"Are you trying to attract these bugs with your own blood? You are so great!"

Bingbing has already conceived a scenario in her mind, where Song Chen sacrifices himself to seduce flying insects to save Jiang Yueqing and her own heroic rescue scene.

"what are you thinking?"

The tension in Song Chen's tone had disappeared, and he raised his head slightly to signal the two of them to look around.

"Look at the flying insects around you.

"ah?"

Bingbing quickly turned her head and glanced at the flying insect behind her in fear. Before she could see clearly, she immediately turned back and shouted with her eyes closed.

"Before you die! You still want me to see the flying insects that killed me! Are you going too far?"

Song Chen looked at Bingbing who was hugging his thigh and yelling and was speechless for a while.

Lifting his legs hard, he threw Bingbing up and shouted.

"Go away! Let me go! Those bugs can't come over anymore!"

"Really?"

Bingbing shouted in disbelief. Even so, she did not open her eyes. Instead, she began to speak to Song Chen.

"You told me that people from the Dragon Kingdom don't lie to people from the Dragon Kingdom!!"

"Really, those flying insects don't even dare to come close!"

Jiang Yueqing held Song Chen's bleeding left hand with both hands and looked at the flying insects around him with surprise.

After hearing Jiang Yueqing's determined tone, Bing Shui opened his eyes doubtfully.

"It's actually...really!?"

Carefully looking at the blood-sucking flying insects around her that didn't dare to come any closer, Bingbing's beautiful eyes widened and she couldn't believe the scene in front of her.

"Use your own blood to drive away such terrifying flying insects! Wait... Why is this plot so familiar!?"

Bingbing, who was familiar with the plot of "Tomb Raiders", reacted immediately.

Release Song Chen's thighs and stand up, staring at Song with his beautiful eyes (afef shouted.

"Isn't this the function of Zhang Qiling's unicorn blood?! Why can your blood do it too!!"

Before Song Chen could say anything, Bingbing started to use her imagination and start thinking.

Soon a mature idea appeared in Bingbing's brain. He stretched out his fingers and switched back and forth between the black gold ancient knife in Song Chen's hand and the bloody left hand.

"You also said you are not Zhang Qiling!! Black gold ancient sword and unicorn blood! You have both!"

"Qilin blood?"

Jiang Yueqing's beautiful brows wrinkled slightly as she carefully inspected Song Chen's wounds.

Song Chen showed a dead fish eye: "I don't..."

"Stop explaining! Idol! I love you so much!"

Bingbing interrupted Song Chen again and hugged Song Chen directly in front of Jiang Yueqing.

Jiang Yueqing was about to explode after seeing this! He quickly stretched out his hands to pull Bingbing away from Song Chen's arms.

"Chen Chen is not just Zhang Qiling! Chen Chen is a senior otaku who has been in business for more than 20 years! o(≧口≦)o"

Standing between Song Chen and Bing Bing, he shouted to Bing Bing.

"Chen Chen has been very timid since he was a child! How could he become Zhang Qiling, the tomb robber? When he was ten years old, he was frightened by ghost stories... Wuwuwu!"

When Jiang Yueqing was about to expose Song Chen's dark history in front of Bingbing.

After being reacted, Song Chen covered his mouth with his right hand.

"Stop talking! Stop talking! I would rather be treated as Zhang Qiling than having my dark history exposed!" (▼_▼xi)o

Bingbing looked at Song Chen, who showed murderous intent, and said with suspicion in his eyes.

"Are you really not the prototype of Zhang Qiling?"

"Do I look like a centenarian?"

Bingbing glanced up and down at Song Chen, especially that handsome face and sighed.

"No, but how do you explain that these flying insects are afraid of your blood?"

"Maybe it's because child blood has about the same effect as child urine!"

Jiang Yueqing, who broke away from Song Chen's right hand, put forward his own opinion.

Bingbing was greatly surprised by this: "∑(?-0,0)Really...really!?!

…….…………Please, shut up. "

Song Chen's whole person turned gloomy. He felt that his sunny and handsome image had been almost destroyed by Jiang Yueqing.

Pick up the ancient black gold knife stuck on the ground and put it back into the box behind you.

Song Chen dipped the index finger of his right hand into the blood in the palm of his left hand and put a few marks on Jiang Yue's dusty little face.

As for Bingbing, Song Chen directly gave her a mustache.

"Okay, let's go."

After finishing all this, Song Chen said, and at the same time, he began to carefully observe the flying insects around him.

The right hand always maintains the muscle condition to draw the black gold ancient sword from the box at any time.

Bingbing gently touched her face with both hands and asked doubtfully: "What do you mean?"

"Use the boy's urine... ah, blood to draw a life-saving charm for you!"

"Chen Chen, I want it too!"

Zhila! Zhila!!

The high-strength cutting chainsaw was running at high speed, and under the joint control of the two rescuers, it was cutting the last stone wall.

A large number of sparks flew out from between the two.

Professor Zhang and others who were waiting impatiently behind the stone wall were in a hurry. Listening to the sound of cutting coming closer and closer from the other side of the stone wall, everyone finally showed a happy smile of being rescued.

The sound of the chainsaw lasted for several minutes, and then there was a violent impact.

With every impact, a large amount of dust would shake off the stone wall.

But when Professor Zhang and others faced this situation, not only were they not worried at all, but the smiles on their faces became brighter and brighter.

"This stone wall can't hold on much longer! We are about to be rescued!"

Professor Zhang clasped his hands and looked at the trembling stone wall, and said happily.

"Yeah yeah!!"

The archaeologists behind him also nodded excitedly.

One of the people who looked very unlucky suddenly spoke.

"I hope nothing goes wrong!"

"!!!"

After everyone heard this, they quickly wanted to cover this guy's mouth!

Boom!!

It's a pity that it's a step too late, the unlucky young man has just finished speaking.

A huge hole was created in the stone wall in front of everyone by the rescuers' micro-collision!

Professor Zhang and the rescue team leader saw each other's faces through the hole.

But the two of them didn't have time to say hello.

call!!!

A brand new stone wall on the ceiling crashed down again with terrifying power.

Boom!!

Once again, the rescuers were isolated from the archaeologists waiting for rescue.

Professor Zhang, who had just raised his hand to say hello, seemed to have a lump of phlegm stuck in his throat. This "hi" was not meant to be said or not.

In the end, Professor Zhang could only look at the unlucky young man who spoke before with angry eyes.

Not only Professor Zhang, but everyone present stared at the unlucky young man with anger.

"Gudu!"

Faced with this situation, the unlucky young man could only squat down silently, holding his head and whispering.

"Don't slap me in the face!"

Trembling, pitiful, weak and helpless.