The Villains Want Hugs [Quick Transmigration]

Ten minutes ago, Jing Lichuan was awakened by a pungent metallic smell.

He frowned, and stood up from the ground. The sporadic wounds were nothing serious, but the leather jacket was torn into several big holes, which looked a little funny.

Bai Zixin, who fell together with him, was nowhere to be found. Jing Lichuan found himself in a strange square tomb passage, with a long burning lamp lit every few meters, and a soldier in golden armor was placed under the lamp. The workmanship is exquisite and lifelike. Their postures are all kneeling, and their heads hang down towards the center of the square tomb passage, as if their king is buried there.

Since childhood, Jing Lichuan had no interest in the history and culture of the overly complicated Chinese characters. Because of this movie, Bai Zixin was forced to give him half an hour of hypnosis about tomb knowledge before going to bed. , the tomb he was in should be the main tomb of the unknown emperor.

The man let out a depressed "tsk", he had never believed in ghosts and gods, he smiled helplessly, thinking that the production crew probably disturbed the rest of the family, and an unhappiness sucked them all in.

Jing Lichuan was about to choose a random direction to try his luck, but he found his suitcase lying in the middle of the road after a few steps. Mom's Hot Sauce smashed a bottle.

The King of Movies has all kinds of spices and joys. In order to prevent Bai Zixin from rambling, he deliberately hid three bottles in it. Now that a bottle was broken, he felt a pain in his heart. He was about to go in and pick up the box, but the laughter of a girl suddenly resounded in the silence. .

The voice was immature and ethereal, and a little shrill, it was creepy in such a place with strong yin energy.

Jing Lichuan frowned, and listening carefully, he found that the girl's laughter seemed to come from under his feet. He stomped lightly with his military boots, the sound was crisp, and the bottom was actually empty.

Before he could stand still, his feet were empty again, and he fell into a new tomb with a "bang".

The girl's laughter seemed to be inaudible. Jing Lichuan stood up in the dark, and suddenly there was a cry of "Woo-wah-wah-wah", which sounded like a boy whose voice hadn't changed yet.

The voice was soft and waxy, mixed with helpless sobs, Jing Lichuan's eyes lit up, hearing this little voice was quite emotional, and he thought that this young man was probably the same as him.

In the next second, that reckless boy bumped his head into his chest.

Jiang Meng was already scared out of her wits, but she was completely collapsed by such a bump. Even though she was a zombie with no body temperature and no heartbeat, she had more tears than a living person, so she cried like a flood.

The frightening atmosphere was dissipated in the faint candlelight, Jing Lichuan looked down at the crying boy, and squatted down.

The other party was wearing a baggy ancient robe, his hat was on one side, and one of his red cloth boots was missing, revealing his chubby little feet.A black braid was draped over her shoulders, and a few strands of hair were wet against her cheeks.

He looked like a teenager, and his delicate baby face was very pleasing, especially his pair of dark eyes, which were now full of tears, like pebbles soaked in the stream.It's just that those thin lips were pressed together in aggrieved way, obviously they were quite frightened in the tomb.

Jing Lichuan was the one who hated other people crying since he was a child, while coaxing "don't be afraid, not afraid", he took the opportunity to take advantage of others and coaxed them to call him brother.

Jiang Meng stared blankly at the man in front of her, wiped her tears with her sleeve indiscriminately, and said slowly, "Brother Chuan?"

Jing Lichuan showed a standard eight-teeth smile, pointing to his own face: "Little cutie, you don't need to know brother Chuan, but you shouldn't know this handsome face that makes you suffocate."

Jiang Meng carefully looked left and right, then shook her head cautiously: "I really don't know you."

I am a little zombie who has lived in the ancient tomb for more than 1000 years. How can I recognize you as a mortal?

The actor who is popular in the film and television industry froze, and his embarrassment flashed across his face.

He stretched out his hand to touch Jiang Meng's braid, and said calmly: "Nowadays, there are very few people like you who are so innocent and cute that you don't even know how to hug golden thighs."

As soon as Jing Lichuan's words fell, Tuobazhen's tomb was suddenly illuminated by flames, and the missing Candle Dragon ran out from one ear chamber, its tail tightly wrapped around a young female corpse, After rolling her up, she was thrown to the ground fiercely!

"Hehehe——" the female corpse struggled to get up from the ground, the jade bracelet on her wrist shattered to the ground, and the dignified dress on her body turned black little by little due to exposure to the air, revealing the pale and shriveled muscles inside.

A hoarse roar came from her throat, and she once again rushed at the little candle dragon that was breathing fire at her.

Jing Lichuan pulled Jiang Meng back, and couldn't help swearing: "Damn, why is the owner of this tomb a seven or eight-year-old girl?"

Jiang Meng was terrified when she saw it, pinching the hem of the man's clothes with her two small hands, and said in a low voice: "She is not the owner of the tomb, she should be a girl buried with the owner of the tomb."

The man looked back at him in surprise, and pinched Jiang Meng's face meanly: "Yo--you did your homework well in the early stage. If we can get out alive, Brother Chuan will introduce you to some big names, and I will definitely praise you red!"

Jiang Meng turned her head, glared unhappily at the man who was messing with him, and muttered: "Tch... I don't want to be popular..."

The corpse of the girl in the ear room suddenly rose up. It should be that the builder of the tomb deliberately raised two thousand-year-old murderous corpse protectors in order to prevent tomb robbers from destroying Tuobazhen's coffin.And the floor tile that Jiang Meng accidentally stepped on just now is a mechanism equipped with special devices. As long as someone approaches, the two female corpses will rise up brazenly to protect the "little husband" she has never met.

Thinking of this, Jiang Meng's whole body was cold, the little candle dragon was entangled with one, then the other...

In the next second, the sound of "giggling" was suddenly close at hand, and the eerie voice came from beside my ears.

The female corpse in the other ear room had already stood behind him at some point.

This female corpse is much gentler than the other one. She stared at the two empty eye sockets, and with difficulty pulled out a smile with her chapped mouth. She seemed to recognize Jiang Meng as Tuobazhen, and her attitude was a bit flattering.

No matter how friendly it is, it is still a murderous corpse. Jiang Meng jumped on the man's back with a loud voice, her two small arms tightly wrapped around Jing Lichuan's neck, shivering and screaming: "Behind! There is a woo in the back!" Ugh..."

Jing Lichuan was enjoying watching Xiaozhulong fight against the female corpse for [-] rounds with relish, when Jiang Meng strangled his neck suddenly and was taken aback!

He coughed and turned around, seeing the little murderous corpse about one meter away with a "weird smile" on his face, he couldn't help being stunned: "She...does she have a crush on you?"

Jiang Meng burrowed into the man's arms like a little monkey, crying, "I didn't like her, woo, drive her away, it's so scary!"

The little murderous corpse was talking "cluck-clack" and even opened her arms to touch Jiang Meng. Her clothes were completely turned into a puddle of black mud and fell to the ground tick-tock. The slowly decomposing body exposed the dense bones .

Jing Lichuan's thick eyebrows frowned, and he couldn't bear it for a moment.

After all, the little Candle Dragon on the other side was young, and was knocked unconscious by the ferocious female corpse, and the female corpse was completely driven to a desperate situation, blood and tears flowed from the eyes, and the small body burst out with terrifying power, shooting like a rocket launcher. come over.

Jing Lichuan didn't have any defensive weapons in his hand, so he had to turn around and run away holding Jiang Meng, while the frenzied female corpse roared and chased after him, but was blocked when he was leaving the tomb door, and did not chase after him. come up.

After running along the dark tomb passage for a long time, he didn't stop until he was sure that there was no danger for the time being. Jing Lichuan panted heavily, and put Jiang Meng on the ground: "Little cutie, why are you so cold?"

Jiang Meng was taken aback for a moment, he almost forgot that he was not human anymore!

He hastily wrapped his robe, and hid his blue and cold little feet behind his back, humming: "Well, I feel a little cold..."

Ji Xiaopang and Xiao Zhulong were not around, and Jiang Meng was afraid of scaring the other party away if her identity was revealed, so she had to pretend that she was a normal person, and pretended that she was a small player of the crew.

Jing Lichuan looked around, then took off his coat and wrapped Jiang Meng up, with a dimple on his lips: "It's cold... come, brother Chuan."

If it was normal, Jing Lichuan would not be so warm-hearted, but now the situation is special, he is not sure if he will be alive in the next second, and he doesn't know what kind of monsters are hiding around him, and before he dies, he can still meet such a cute little cutie , It hurts to hold it in the palm of your hand.

The man's warm breath surrounded Jiang Meng. Jiang Meng's head reached the man's chest. He heard the man's deep and powerful heartbeat, and suddenly felt a soft warm current flow into his body.

It turns out that this can inhale yang energy?

Jiang Meng felt the heat in his body. He squinted his eyes comfortably, and put his little head close to the man's neck, rubbing it lightly like a cat.

Jing Lichuan laughed softly, stretched out his hand to touch Jiang Meng's cream pudding-like face, and said, "How is it, Brother Chuan, is it still cold after hugging?"

Jiang Meng said obediently: "Well, it's not cold anymore!"

The man continued to laugh, and told him to lean against the wall to rest, while he searched around.

In such a place, you can't wait to die. It's best to find a source of fire. The little monster with a human face and a snake body can breathe fire just now, and those zongzi seem to be afraid of fire.

Ji Xiaopang finally showed up. He looked at Jiang Meng's leather jacket and said with a smirk, "Boss, you are really good at hooking up with the male lead so quickly?"

Jiang Meng was taken aback, glanced in the direction the man left, and asked, "Eh? He's actually Jing Lichuan?"

Ji Xiaopang nodded: "Yes, Brother Chuan in society, there are a lot of stupid people."

Jiang Meng reacted blankly, then laughed softly: "No wonder I just succeeded in absorbing Yang Qi."

Ji Xiaopang shook his wings, and pointed to his boss's chest mysteriously, "Touch it, what changes?"

Jiang Meng did as he did. He found that inhaling the yang energy of a living person could give him the heartbeat of a living person. He touched his face excitedly and found that it was no longer so cold.

Ji Xiaopang smiled and said: "So, boss, you can breathe in Yang Qi boldly, even if you are asleep, you don't have to worry about being exposed."

Compared with being a zombie, Jiang Meng still prefers to be a human being, and he happily agreed, but suddenly realized a question: "Will Jing Lichuan be sucked by me?"

Ji Xiaopang had some reservations this time, pinching his fingers to calculate the time, hesitatingly said: "Well...just avoid the night of the full moon."