Chapter 5 The sixty-sixth generation head of the Qin family

"This is, a national treasure?"

A panda that was only calf tall appeared in front of Qin Mu's eyes, making his eyes immediately become pleasantly surprised.

But there is also some regret and anger.

If it were on Earth, a panda cub of this size would be cute. But here, it is a congenital deficiency.

Although the limbs of the black fur were fleshy, they were so weak that it was difficult to even climb out of the coffin.

Qin Mu put away his short sword and leaned into the coffin with half of his body before he hugged the panda out.

"I'll go!"

The panda that was being held in Qin Mu's arms suddenly opened its mouth and bit his right arm, startling him.

"I know you'll eat meat, but don't eat me, won't it be fragrant if I take you out to eat bamboo?"

Qin Mu stretched out his left hand and pressed the panda's furry head stiffly.

But the panda, which was still weak and weak before, burst out at this moment, and Qin Mu's unbelievable strength desperately wanted to bite his blood-stained right arm.

The muscles on Qin Mu's left arm bulged, he clenched his teeth, and the green tendons on his forehead were exposed.

One man and one bear are in such a stalemate.

But the panda suddenly stretched out its pink tongue and licked Qin Mu's right arm.

The itchy sensation coming from his right arm made Qin Mu's strength relax all over his body, and the panda's mouth instantly bit his right arm.

But there was no pain on the right arm, but the itching sensation of licking the tip of the tongue.

This panda is actually drinking my blood!

No, Qin Mu suddenly reacted, it wasn't afraid of my blood!

Even the Blood Pupil Tiger with the blood of the White Tiger has to turn into a sick cat when he sees his blood, could it be that this panda's bloodline talent is far superior to that Blood Pupil Tiger?

Soon, the blood stains on Qin Mu's right arm had all been replaced with panda saliva.

The panda looked at it reluctantly, but the wound on Qin Mu's right arm did not flow out for a long time, which made it very uncomfortable.

But Qin Mu felt that the panda's qi and blood were no longer weak, and his eyes were much smarter.

The beast clan is a spiritless thing, and it can accept the ignition of Qin Mu's blood. But when the beasts have their own spirits, don't they become demons?

Suddenly.

The sound of violent fighting came from the tomb and resounded throughout the ancestral tomb.

"Damn, these people are too savage, I just crossed over, and I don't want to be buried alive here."

Before he could mutter, Qin Mu suddenly remembered the second uncle's instructions, and hurriedly ran out of the tomb and ran in the direction where the sound of the fight came from.

And the panda's four little short legs also quickly followed Qin Mu, but the running posture was really a bit funny.

When Qin Mu followed the movement and walked into the tomb.

There was only a mess left in the tomb, the coffin was overturned on its side on the ground, the spirit card was nowhere to be found, and there were still a little fires around it.

Fortunately, the burial chamber is still sturdy and has not been worn.

"Forget it, I borrowed your identity, and I'll take care of this tiresome work for you."

Qin Mu sighed deeply and reluctantly tidied up the messy tomb.

However.

When this burial chamber had just been restored to its original state, Qin Mu wiped the sweat from his forehead.

In the distance, the sound of a fierce fight was heard again.

Qin Mu had no choice but to run out of the tomb out of breath.

Sure enough, what was waiting for Qin Mu was another mess.

"Damn! Thinking that I am a dignified traverser, I can't pretend to be forced to slap my face, I can only do these tiring jobs. ”

Qin Mu was furious, but he was helpless, this morning the second uncle had specially instructed him to guard the ancestral tomb.

With the second uncle's method of opening his hands and eyes to the sky, even if he is in the Qin Mansion, I am afraid that he can know the situation in this ancestral tomb clearly.

After repeating this scene more than a dozen times, Qin Mu finally caught up with the aftermath of the battle.

The Blood-Pupiled Tiger's snow-white fur was already stained red with blood, several wounds on its waist and abdomen were still bleeding, and there were still some pieces of flesh and blood left in its sharp teeth.

On the other hand, these beast masters were also seriously injured.

The aura of the four black iron tithes was sluggish, and the spirit beasts were also covered in blood. And Xun Tu, who is the main force, his four-armed ape even has only three arms left.

Only Qin Xiyao and her spirit beast Firebird were not injured.

When the Blood Pupil Tiger saw Qin Mu appear, his blood-colored pupils shrank rapidly.

Originally, it was not afraid of facing the siege of the six beast masters, but at this moment, it was trembling with fear.

What should have been a ferocious tiger roar has also turned into a whine like begging for mercy.

Qin Mu just took a step forward, and he was so frightened that the Blood Pupil Tiger ignored the attack of the four-armed ape, and after resisting a punch, he ran out of the tomb in a panic.

Everyone frowned suspiciously, but no one attributed the reason to Qin Mu's head.

Qin Xiyao looked a little unhappy when she saw that Qin Mu hadn't left, but said with concern, "Didn't I let you go back?" You've just awakened the beast spirit, and it's dangerous to stay here. ”

Qin Mu didn't answer, pretended to bow three times to the overturned coffin, picked up the spirit card on the ground, and wiped the dust and blood stains on it with his robe.

He said coldly: "Although my Qin family has declined, it is also a big family that has been inherited for thousands of years. The people buried in this ancestral mausoleum are not ordinary people. ”

Xun Tu snorted coldly and said with disdain: "So what? Now it's just a corpse. And your Qin family, now you can't get into the eyes of our Demon Division. ”

Qin Mu didn't refute, and continued to pinch nonsense: "You are only in the Cultivation Pulse Realm, but don't speculate at will, the Freedom Realm is even the Beast Master of the Holy Imperial Realm.

The arrangement of my Qin family in the ancestral tomb for thousands of years, what bloodline suppression, divine beast aura, etc., are all pediatrics. Even if the real holy beast White Tiger comes, it has to become a sick cat. Moreover, even the corpse in your mouth has great power. ”

But Xun Tu's expression was still contemptuous, and he even spat on the ground and mocked: "Pretending to be a ghost, the Qin family actually has such a good thing as you." ”

When Qin Xiyao heard this, she narrowed her eyes slightly, obviously a little angry.

But Qin Mu didn't care, and bent down to bow deeply to the coffin and spirit card that had been placed.

At the same time, he respectfully shouted: "Qin Mu, the unfilial descendant of the Qin family, pay a visit to the sixty-sixth generation of the head of the family." The younger generation is incompetent, so let these little things disturb you to rest in peace. ”

The corners of Xun Tu's mouth showed a sneer, and even the four Black Iron Tisi couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Just a corpse, you ......"

However.

There was a sudden loud noise in the coffin, and the whole coffin shook, but the spirit card on it did not move at all.

The faint candle flame flickered.

Suddenly, a clear but angry sword groan rang out from the top of the tomb.

When the crowd looked up, their eyes turned terrified.

I saw a short sword hovering in mid-air, quickly flying over the back of the necks of several people, leaving behind their hairs, frightening their backs and hair standing on end.

Finally, the short sword went straight to Xuntu.

"No, it can't be."

Xun Tu's lips trembled, and without the slightest thought of resisting, he escaped from the tomb with his hands and feet.

The short sword stopped in the tombway, and the blade trembled slightly, letting out a warning sword groan.

Seeing this, the rest of the people quickly escaped from the burial chamber.

Only Qin Xiyao was left, looking at the coffin and the short sword suspiciously, which made Qin Mu gradually panic.

Fortunately, the tiger roar suddenly faintly came from the distance, and it seemed that the blood-pupiled tiger was resisting something.

made Qin Xiyao give up the urge to find out.

After these people were all gone, Qin Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Retracting the dagger, he walked to the back of the coffin, picked up the panda hidden behind it, and stroked its furry head.

smiled: "It's a good match, now they should have a longer memory." ”

But the panda waved his palm, shook his head and called a few times.

"What? Didn't you make the movement in the coffin? ”

Qin Mu's neck shrank suddenly, and suddenly his bones were terrified, his teeth were trembling, and he hugged the panda tightly.