From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Zhang Qiling inserted the black gold ancient sword into the ground, hugged Mo Jiu's little Qilin body with one hand, and touched his back with the other hand to comfort him.

He glanced at Zhang Qishan and the others and saw that although they were injured by Mo Jiu's voice, they did not escape from the illusion.

Worried, he pinched a few more spells and used a sleight of hand to deceive himself.

"Don't be afraid, come out first." Zhang Qiling comforted Mo Jiu softly. The soft hair of the little unicorn head close to his body made him feel itchy.

Zhang Qiling's ears turned slightly red. He wanted to take Mo Jiu out of his belly, but Mo Jiu's belly-burying posture made him feel weird, like...

"No, no, no." Mo Jiu's crying voice sounded very beautiful. His front paws tightly grasped his clothes and refused to let go.

The soft hair kept rubbing against Zhang Qiling, and coupled with the scratching of the claws, the feeling made him unable to help but hug Mo Jiu out forcefully.

Mo Jiu curled up with the little Qilin, his pupils tightly closed, and his front paws hooked on Zhang Qiling's clothes.

What kind of monster was that? It had a very thin neck, gills on its neck, no human skin, and was covered with sparse black scales. Only its belly was scaleless. Its mouth was incredibly large, without lips, but only two rows of sharp teeth. Its tail was like a broken fan.

Woo woo woo...the little Qilin's eyes are dirty.

"It's just an illusion, fake." Zhang Qiling was a little helpless. He was not allowed to watch it, but he still went to watch it out of curiosity. You must be scared! Let's see if you dare to do it next time.

But illusions are created by the mind. What was this little Qilin thinking about?

"Xiao Jiu, you need to wash your eyes. They're too ugly." Mo Jiu curled his lips a little aggrieved, turned back into a human, put his arms around Zhang Qiling's neck and stared at his face.

After training, Zhang Qiling, even though he did not have a fully grown youthful appearance, had already grown into a cool and noble person, like a high and mighty god, with a beauty that could not be seen in the world.

It's just that he usually uses a trick to deceive himself. Ordinary people can see that he is good-looking, but they don't pay too much attention to his appearance.

I knew Mo Jiu was obsessed with looks when I first met him. This was the only time Zhang Qiling felt that he was good-looking, and he bewitched the heart of this little unicorn in an instant.

Seeing him staring at her, Zhang Qiling calmly held him with one hand and pulled out the black gold ancient knife from the ground with the other hand.

"Little brother, that Qiongqi is bad, it scares Xiaojiu." Mo Jiu rubbed Zhang Qiling's face with his head and said in a babyish voice. But he didn't dare to turn around and look at the Qiongqi stone statue again, for fear of seeing the ugly monster again.

"Revenge." Zhang Qiling said.

The knife in his hand turned and a stream of sword energy chopped towards the stone sculpture of Qiongqi.

"Roar!"

The sword energy hit the stone sculpture of Qiongqi, but it did not break into pieces as imagined. Instead, a beast with two wings on its back, like a tiger, the size of a cow, and covered with the hair of a hedgehog, emerged from the stone sculpture.

"Qiongqi."

Zhang Qiling looked at the Qiongqi with its wings spread out and staring at him fiercely. His pupils shrank and he clenched the black gold ancient knife in his hand.

Mo Jiu, who was indulging in the beauty, was stunned? The vicious beast Qiongqi? Isn't it an ugly monster that is neither human nor fish?

He hugged Zhang Qiling's neck and turned his head back to look. Oh wow! It really was the Qiongqi beast!

However, this Qiongqi was not the original body, but rather the incarnation of Qiongqi’s origin. No wonder he felt a familiar aura.

"Little brother, can you beat him?" Mo Jiu asked in a low voice.

"It's not a problem to take you away." Zhang Qiling glanced at him and said.

Mo Jiu stared at his expressionless handsome face in disbelief with her big round eyes.

Escape? Are you serious, brother?

Although no one knows where this Qiongqi's origin comes from, it doesn't look very strong!

"Little brother, how about...Xiao Jiu come?"

Zhang Qiling pursed his lips and said, "No need, just watch."

But will you be beaten by Qiongqi?

Mo Jiu thought silently in his heart, but did not speak. At worst, if the little brother can't do it, Xiao Jiu will go up and swallow the origin of Qiongqi in one gulp.

Zhang Qiling saw Mo Jiu’s worry and curved his eyes slightly. It was so nice of the little Qilin to care about him!

……

"Ah~ This is Qiongqi!"

Master Qi Ba let out a terrified cry.

With the appearance of Qiongqi, all the people from the Nine Gates came out of the illusion.

Zhang Qishan was covered in blood, and no one knew what he had experienced in the illusion. He looked pale and was supported by Zhang Rishan.

"Fortune teller, why are you holding a mummy?" Er Yuehong looked at Mr. Qi Ba, who was holding a mummy and shivering with his eyes closed.

"Ah~" Mr. Qi suddenly opened his eyes and looked directly at the hideous face of a mummy. He pushed the mummy away in panic.

He supported himself on the ground with both hands and took a few steps back in panic. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, sorry..."

"Master Buddha, this Qiongqi..." Zhang Rishan felt horrified when he saw the Qiongqi staring at them hungrily.

Zhang Qishan covered the knife wound on his arm and looked at Qiongqi with shock. Is he still in this illusion?