130: The dragon spews mist, blood flowing from its seven orifices.

The Cameraman's heart was already tense to the limit; he could no longer control the fear in his heart.

Right now, he didn't care what environment he was in or what the occasion was.

There was only one thought in his mind: run!

He knew clearly in his heart that facing this Dragon, they had absolutely no room to fight back.

Even though Ye Bai was very powerful, he didn't believe they could escape from the hands of this Dragon.

Thinking of this, the Cameraman firmed up his resolve.

Without caring about anything else, he turned around and wanted to run.

This sudden action by the Cameraman caught the celebrities off guard.

Ye Bai caught a glimpse of the Cameraman's figure out of the corner of his eye, and his brows immediately furrowed.

He was speechless inside.

"Is this Cameraman stupid? Running away at a time like this, isn't that the same as provoking the Dragon?"

At this time, it is better to stay still than to move.

Things went exactly as he had thought.

The Cameraman had only run a few steps when he saw the Dragon suddenly open its mouth wide.

And from its mouth, it spat out a dark green mist. This mist rushed directly toward Yang Mi, Wu Jing, and the Cameraman.

"Get down!"

Seeing the Dragon spitting mist, Wu Jing subconsciously shouted.

He always felt that this aura wasn't a good thing, so he instinctively dropped to the ground, trying to dodge the mist.

Yang Mi and Reba were already accustomed to making moves beneficial to themselves in dangerous environments.

As Wu Jing's voice fell, they subconsciously lay on the ground.

Afterwards, they felt a faint, pungent smell appear above their heads.

They were lying on the ground, but the Cameraman did not escape unscathed.

His body was engulfed by the green mist.

The next second!

In an instant, the Cameraman clutched his neck; he felt his breathing become difficult in an instant.

Before long, fresh blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were wide open. Blood even flowed from his eyes, mouth, ears, and nose.

Finally, he stopped breathing entirely and collapsed heavily to the ground, his skin color changing from white to green.

He even lay on the ground bleeding from his seven orifices.

Seeing this scene, Yang Mi and Wu Jing gasped in horror.

"He was poisoned to death just like that?"

"What kind of poison is this? How can it be so powerful?"

"Oh my god!"

"This poison is too vicious."

"Fortunately, we got down on the ground."

Seeing that the Cameraman was dead, Zhang Dada, Cai Xukun, and Huang Zitao were so scared that their faces turned pale.

But they were also deeply fearful, and after the fear came... worry and tension.

Now they had dodged this time by lying on the ground, but what about next time? What would happen next time?

After all, the Dragon was still very much there in the sky.

Although Ye Bai and Wu Jing were very powerful, how could they compare to the Dragon?

"Isn't that asking for death?"

Seeing that the Cameraman was dead, Yang Mi, Reba, and Bailu felt equally nervous.

They even took one look and then refused to look again; they still couldn't accept that the Cameraman who had been fine just before had suddenly died such a tragic death. This was truly hard to accept.

The audience in the Live Stream Room were frightened when they saw the Dragon make its move.

The Dragon is truly a Dragon; a single breath of mist can poison a person to death... How is anyone supposed to survive this?

"No way! He died just like that? Damn! Is this Dragon a poison dragon? How is it so poisonous?"

"Holy crap! We're finished! It poisoned the Cameraman to death just by spitting mist. If it breathes another mouthful of poison mist, everyone will be done for. Isn't that the same as that Cameraman? Are we all just waiting to die?"

"You'd better stop talking! We might still have a glimmer of hope, and that hope is Brother Ye Bai! We must believe in Brother Ye Bai!!!"

"Damn! I may not be well-read, but don't try to fool me. Where are you getting this confidence from? You think Ye Bai can kill the Dragon? If Ye Bai can kill this Dragon, I'll do a handstand and eat crap!!!"

"This... I also feel that Brother Ye Bai might not be able to handle this Dragon. Brother Ye Bai is indeed very powerful and can deal with zombies and the like, but this Dragon... although it's not a real dragon, it at least has some dragon genes, right?"

"Whether it's a dragon or not, this guy is no pushover. What should we do? Running doesn't work, not running doesn't work. Are we just going to passively wait for death?"

The audience was very worried about the celebrities; now, whether they ran or not, the outcome was the same.

That Cameraman was the best example.

Seeing that another Cameraman had died, the director used his remaining sanity to arrange for his secretary to handle the follow-up issues.

Do what needs to be done, compensate what needs to be compensated; this was unquestionable.

And after giving these instructions, his heart was completely dead.

He prepared himself once again to either go to jail or go bankrupt.

This Dragon was truly too fierce; wanting to deal with this thing was truly harder than hard.

Even if Ye Bai was powerful, he wouldn't be a match for the Dragon, right?

Just when they were still there worrying and feeling nervous, the Dragon made its move again at this moment.

Inside the Tomb.

Seeing that these people had directly dropped to the ground and happened to dodge its attack, the Dragon seemed unwilling and opened its mouth again, rushing toward Wu Jing and Ye Bai.

But this time, even if they got down, it was too late.

"Ah..." "Cough, cough!" "What is this smell?"

Yang Mi, Reba, and Meng Ziyi hurriedly tried to cover their mouths, but it was already too late.

They only felt a tight sensation in their throats.

The next moment, they felt their breathing start to become difficult.

Yang Mi and Reba also covered their mouths, and that feeling of suffocation immediately arrived.

"Ye Bai!" Reba suddenly shouted. But she couldn't say the rest of her words no matter what.

Her voice also stopped abruptly at this moment.

She really wanted to say that she liked him...

Although Reba couldn't move, she knew that she was doomed this time. She didn't want to die so miserably, nor did she want to leave before saying what she wanted to say.

She liked Ye Bai... She had fallen for him when he rescued her.

But she hadn't had the chance to tell him her feelings clearly yet...

Ye Bai stood there without the slightest intention of dodging. Just as the poison mist blew onto him, he had felt a bit of discomfort before, but this feeling vanished in an instant.

He stepped toward the direction of Reba and Wu Jing, even drawing the knife from behind his back, and walked step by step toward Reba's side.

Hearing the footsteps, Reba hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound. Upon seeing this, her eyes immediately widened.

"What is Ye Bai doing? What is he doing with that knife? Is he seeing them in pain and wanting to kill them? To give them a quick end?"