You said you were good at archaeology, but your tattoo of the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin has be

Huo Jilin was stunned on the spot.

How come there is no such thing in the original work of Ghost Blowing Lamp!

Besides, the door of this tomb has not been opened for a thousand years, which means that the wolf in front of him has lived for a thousand years.

Looking at the wolf, it is huge, as big as an adult elephant, and has long horns like a goat on its head.

Its eyes are blood red, its teeth are as sharp as knives, and its mouth is constantly dripping with smelly saliva.

Ordinary wolves have 42 teeth, but the wolf in front of him has layers of teeth in his mouth, and it is impossible to count how many there are.

Seeing Huo Jilin and his group, the White Wolf King showed excitement.

Ye Yixin screamed: "Ah! What is that! It's more terrible than what we encountered in the desert before!"

Satipeng quickly covered Ye Yixin's mouth: "Don't talk!"

This scream immediately made the White Wolf King notice Ye Yixin, and rushed towards Ye Yixin with saliva drooling.

Ye Yixin fell to the ground in fear, calling out to Huo Jilin: "Ah! Brother Huo, save me!"

Thinking of the face he had lost in front of the goddess, Satipeng slowly clenched his hands and his eyes became firm.

If he lost face like this again, he would never be able to marry a beautiful woman in his life.

Looking at Ye Yixin's face, Satipeng tried to hide the fear on his face and stood in front of Ye Yixin: "Don't worry, Xiaoye, my family is a nomadic people, and there is no difference between a little wolf and a big wolf."

Looking at the wolf, although Satipeng pretended to be calm, his trembling hands and sweat on his forehead still exposed his extreme panic.

Huo Jilin calmed down and watched with interest the drama of Satipeng fighting the White Wolf King.

I thought Satipeng was going to do something big.

I didn't expect it.

Satipeng picked up a big stone from the ground and threw it at the White Wolf King with all his strength.

Shouting: "Go!"

"Puff!"

Huo Jilin couldn't help laughing.

The air around was terribly quiet, as if everyone was speechless at Satipeng's operation.

The stone rolled to the feet of the White Wolf King, and the White Wolf King tilted his head and glanced at Satipeng.

It seemed to say, you are a fool!

Ye Yixin was terrified: "Xiao Sa, how could your method work!"

Satipeng laughed: "This is just to make you happy, let me do it for real!"

The native method of the nomadic people is nothing more than making traps for the wolves to fall into and be stabbed to death.

But it's too late to make traps now.

Satipeng plucked up the courage to take a grenade.

"Xiao Sa! If you can't do it, come back! You have never played with these things!"

Chen Jiuren hurriedly spoke to stop Satipeng.

Satipeng was determined to subdue the White Wolf King in front of him personally, and didn't hear what Chen Jiuren said at all.

"Ah!"

Satipeng shouted, encouraged himself, and rushed towards the big white wolf.

Huo Jilin shook his head.

Stupid people don't need to be pitied.

The funny thing is that Satipeng doesn't know how to use a grenade at all, and can't even pull the safety pin.

"Pah!"

The next second, Satipeng lay on the ground with a deep scratch on his chest.

"Little Sa! Little Sa! Little Sa!"

Chen Jiuren cried heartbreakingly.

The White Wolf King licked his bloody claws, and suddenly launched an attack and rushed towards Ye Yixin.

In a flash, while the White Wolf King was attacking Ye Yixin, he took off into the air and rode on the White Wolf King's neck.

"Awoo!"

The White Wolf King shouted and shook wildly, trying to throw Huo Jilin off his neck.

Although Chen Jiuren was afraid, he still protected Chu Jian and Ye Yixin behind him.

Huo Jilin tightly grasped the wolf hair of the White Wolf King, controlling his center of gravity to prevent himself from falling.

The White Wolf King became more and more annoyed and leaned back directly.

Shirley Yang was extremely anxious, holding up the spear and aiming at the White Wolf King's head.

"Bang!"

With a gunshot, one of the White Wolf King's eyes was hit. The pain made the White Wolf King go crazy, and he fell back and began to roll.

Huo Jilin escaped instantly, staring at the crazy White Wolf King.

Just as Huo Jilin was about to take advantage of the victory to catch the White Wolf King, the White Wolf King stood up on his hind legs and let out a deafening roar.

"Awoo... Awoo... Awoo..."

The wolf howls sounded quite deafening.

The wolf has not yet launched a specific attack, and the sound waves in its howl can almost cause the entire tomb to vibrate.

Feeling the trembling of the ground under their feet, everyone was even more panicked.

Wang Kaixuan moved his hands and feet horizontally, not knowing where to put them.

Finally, he had to hold his head and said bitterly:

"Brothers, is it too late for me to practice the Lion Roar Technique now? "

Hu Bayi lowered his center of gravity skillfully, slightly lowered his body, and glanced at him.

He advised himself more than ten times in his heart:

"This is my childhood friend, he is just humorous, not stupid."

After repeating it ten times in a row, he said:

"The earth is shaking here."

"You can practice the Lion Roar Technique and the mountains are shaking."

"Just bury us all together with the treasures in your tomb? "

That's what he said, but Hu Bayi was also uneasy.

A wolf of this size would be like a tornado when it takes a breath.

Now calling him Big Wolf, can't you do it after taking medicine?

Shirley Yang's face was pale at this time, three points paler than the white wolf, and there was almost no blood on her face.

She shouted at the two wronged men she brought with her:

"You two stop talking nonsense!"

"Hurry up and think of a way to save your life!"

Wang Kaixuan took two steps back:

"How can this thing think of a way?"

"In the eyes of this thing, are we just showing off today and shitting tomorrow?"

Just when everyone was at a loss, Huo Jilin, who had been quiet all the time, suddenly made a move.

Huo Jilin actually took off his shirt.

Seeing Huo Jilin's action, Shirley Yang's face immediately turned red.

"Huo, Huo, Mr. Huo. "

"What are you doing..."

Wang Kaixuan hid behind Shirley Yang and whispered:

"Mr. Huo does seem to be stronger than us."

Then, he received two glares from Shirley Yang and Hu Bayi.

One side of the knife cut him beyond recognition.

Huo Jilin did not look back, but just handed the clothes on his arm back.

Shirley Yang stepped forward and took Huo Jilin's clothes.

She lowered her head and was afraid to look at Huo Jilin's back.

Although Huo Jilin usually looked tall and thin when he was wearing clothes, now that he took off his clothes, the texture of his lean muscles was so obvious that he was a martial artist.

And the tattoo on his body was already burning.

Wang Kaixuan did not understand Huo Jilin's intention at this time, and wondered:

"Could it be that Mr. Huo wanted to say that his thing was poisonous?"

"Can't eat? "

But after saying these two words, Wang Kaixuan was immediately shocked by what happened in front of him and lost his voice.

Even Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang didn't bother to give him a cold look again.

Because what happened in front of them was so real that they couldn't believe it.