Campus belle's cultivation master

The corpse was protected in a thick glass cover. It was thin and shriveled, like a dead tree root. The surface of the corpse was covered with layers of cloth, and even covered the face. It was a mummy. As a result of the age, those strips have long been yellowing and brittle, only the vermilion like winding runes on them can be seen.

Only the slightly uplifted chest can tell that this is a woman

Even under such circumstances, an archaeologist should not help but exclaim:

The whole body is perfectly preserved!

This kind of silk fabric can be preserved from the ancient times, and it is still so intact under the oxidation reaction. The mysterious runes all over it obviously contribute a lot.

A long sword carved with jade, full of green and secluded luster, pierced through the female corpse's chest and nailed it firmly to the test bench.

This sword is used to exhaust the painstaking efforts of Yi Ke and spend thirteen years in hard work. It is the essence of the master of life.

The spirit sword has been soaked in the blood of all kinds of animals and absorbed the evil spirit of ten thousand burial pits. It is blessed with special runes to suppress the female corpses.

If not, not only those with strong inner strength will be scared to have their excrement and urine flow, but even Yi Ke, the top master of Huajing, will inevitably lose his mind and tremble.

Wang yunmiao just glanced at it, then hurriedly did not dare to look, and then squatted down, covered his mouth with his hand, bouts of retching.

When he first saw the corpse, the feeling of heartbreak and limb spasm was fresh and fresh, which obviously caused irreparable psychological damage to him. At this time, even if you don't feel the pressure, still out of instinct stomach tumbling, scared.

Once bitten by a snake, once bitten by a snake, once bitten by a snake, once bitten by a snake, once bitten by a snake.

"He's just a dead man, and he's sealed by a spirit weapon. How could he be so scared by Mr. Wang?" Yi Ke's eyes showed contempt, and immediately said leisurely, "we have extracted the gene sequence of the corpse, and are doing comparative analysis. Now we have some results, but we can't be completely sure. We need... We need that..."

The researcher in a white coat next to him hastily added: "it needs to be dissected and sectioned."

Yi Ke stroked the white beard under his jaw and nodded with deep approval: "ah, yes, dissect, and then slice and analyze."

Wang yunmiao squatted on the ground, already vomited the bitter water, the voice is hoarse and difficult: "Master Yi, can you change a place to speak? Here... Here makes me feel breathless... "

"Ha ha ha, well, I won't embarrass Mr. Wang here." Yi Ke laughs and immediately orders to the two men behind him, "you take down the cloth strip on the woman's corpse. Be careful. After all, it's dirty work. Professor he is an intellectual and can't do it. Go to the rest room with me, make a pot of tea and sit with Mr. Wang. "

The researcher in the white coat smiles and nods. He also knows that some research contents Yi Ke doesn't understand. He explains from the side that the communication with Wang yunmiao will be more fluent.

But in fact, yi Ke has another important consideration. Professor He, who is knowledgeable, is the main person in charge of this project, but after all, he is just a layman. Even in the face of the female corpse suppressed by the spirit weapon, accidents are inevitable.

It's more appropriate for practitioners to deal with professional affairs by professional people.

No one knows how powerful the female corpse was when she was alive, but as far as the prestige it shows is concerned, it has obviously reached the peak level of demigod.

The peak of demigod. It is still unknown whether there is a strong demigod in the vast world.

If this woman's corpse is still alive, yi Ke's incarnation is not to put a spirit sword in other people's chest. If you just look at it from a distance, you will be scared to kneel down.

Dragon trapped by the shrimp shoal play, the tiger was bullied by the dog, so dare to be disrespectful.

Yi Ke stretched out his palm, pulled Wang yunmiao from the ground and dragged him out. Professor He, who was wearing a white coat, also held the glasses on the bridge of his nose, waved to several assistants, and then followed them with a smile.

Soon, the room was cleared, leaving only two strong men under Meng Ke, who put on white coats and protective gloves and circled around the female corpse.

"It's bad luck that people go out for leisure. It's our turn to do this kind of dirty work..." he was talking about a fat man with a round face. His face was always smiling and a little obscene.

The other strong inner man opposite him was a tall man with square cheeks full of flesh. He was nearly 40 years old.

"Don't talk. Be careful if Master Yi listens to you, you will be scolded by him." He frowned and looked serious. "Get to work."

"Well, well. Damn it, I haven't touched a girl for two months. Today I started with a ten thousand year old witch... "The round faced fat man muttered, broke off the switch, and then slowly put down the glass cover," I'm from bottom to top, you're from top to bottom, little by little. Especially when you go to the place where the spirit tool is, you must be careful. Professor he said that cloth strips also have research value. Be careful and try not to break them. "

"Good." The middle-aged man was obviously a sincere man. He didn't talk much. He carried a small medical scissors around the head of the corpse, carefully cut a piece of cloth and put it into the enamel tray.

The cloth is very fragile, and it will crumble when touched by fingers. Even if it can be pulled off without scissors, he still keeps the greatest caution.

At first the forehead was revealed, then the eyes were closed, the skin was wrinkled, and the surface was also covered with dense runes. However, the rune on the body surface of the female corpse is quite different from what we have seen before. It seems to have some kind of attractive magic, which is extremely strange.

The room is quiet. The middle-aged man stares at the rune extending out of the circle. His body suddenly freezes and his eyes lose focus. In his field of vision, it seems that it is no longer a mess of lines, but a series of squirming colorful snakes, swimming in the rough sand

"Well, I'm talking to you!"

The middle-aged man suddenly regained his mind and looked at the fat man with strange expression. He asked, "what?"

"Damn, are you stunned?" The round faced fat man squeezed his eyes and asked with a smile, "isn't it that I haven't touched a woman for a long time, and I can't hold it?"

The middle-aged man blushed: "go away, I'm not a pervert."

In the face of a withered corpse of a woman who has been dead for ten thousand years, if it can still produce desire, then... It's an absolute warrior

"Then you just looked at the old witch in a daze?" The round faced fat man said with a dirty smile, "Hey, how old do you think the old witch is? Have you ever been fooled? "

The middle-aged man couldn't stand the debauchery of his companions. He grinned and lowered his head. He didn't have a good temper and yelled: "how do I know? Work honestly, don't pull the calf..."

"Grass, I'll take it down to the hip bone in a moment. Shall we check the goods?" Round face fat man talk more and more obscene, "if has not been done, that is ten thousand years old woman, really damn cow break, or give you a taste?"

The middle-aged man was angry: "roll, roll, don't disgust me..."

With the two men fighting, the gloomy atmosphere in the room seemed to be a little cheerful, but no one noticed it. Just as they were talking, the female corpse slowly opened her eyes