These are not much different from corpses on the ground, like those on the ground suddenly climbing onto the roof. However, their skin was darker and harder, and they looked like black granite that could move, but their faces were very ugly and hideous, and they were simply man-eating demons.

"Ghoul curse?"

Ye Xiaolang's heart moved, recognized the origin, and said: "Brother Lu, be careful, this monster is called a corpse puppet, which is transformed into a corpse by the ghoul curse of the ghost drunkenness, and has the incorruptible body of King Kong, and chooses life to devour, like living people like you and me, in their eyes, it is as eye-catching as a lantern in the dark." ”

Lu Baichuan was powerless to correct this title, so he had to nod and say: "Yes, I have already fought with them, and that ghost clan can make many of them at will, and they can't be killed, otherwise they won't make the night young man see the joke." ”

Ye Xiaolang said: "Where, I have also heard the name of this desolate candle, it is the bloodline of the pure blood of the ghost king, ordinary cultivators meet him, I am afraid that they will not even have a chance to fight back." ”

Lu Baichuan was a little embarrassed, if it weren't for the inheritance of the Flying Dragon Divine General, he would be an ordinary cultivator in Ye Xiaolang's mouth, and he couldn't even stop the Huangquan Mantra. From this, I can't help but be even more grateful to the dragon head, this opportunity is too precious.

At this moment, the corpse golems were ordered to pounce downward.

A condensed rancid smell, mixed with the air of brutality, drenched the two of them all over their heads.

"Brother Lu will rest first, and I will kill these corpse puppets first. Ye Xiaolang said, his eyebrows raised, and at the same time as he stretched out his hand, the sword popped out of his sleeve, took a step forward, reached the threshold, and the sword in his hand was handed out at the same time.

There was no sword qi or sword light, but on the trajectory of the sword, the door of the paulownia wood was pulled by an inexplicable force, was removed from the door frame, roared away, and crashed into the bodies of the corpse puppets.

A hoarse roar came from their mouths, and the sharp claws tore the paulownia gate into pieces in one fell swoop.

"Just dead things, dare to be ugly in front of your grandfather Xiaolang. ”

Although Ye Xiaolang had only read it from books, if even the corpse puppet could scare him, then it would be better not to be embarrassed by the Demon Swinging Conference.

The sword skills that he had painstakingly cultivated on weekdays, in retrospect at this moment, first took half a step sideways to avoid the pounce of one corpse puppet, and then took half a step backwards to avoid the bite of another corpse puppet.

He often dodged deadly threats at the last moment, which made people look terrifying, but as if some kind of body, his dodge seemed thrilling, but in fact it was unmistakable.

Lu Baichuan was looking a little stunned, thinking that this disciple of Sword Peak was really very different from the Hidden Sword Peak where the dragon head was located.

At a certain moment, he seemed to be still distracted, Ye Xiaolang let out a soft drink, pinched the tip of the sword with his left hand to bend it, and in this instant, he had crossed several corpse puppets, returned to the place where he stood still, and released it appropriately, the blade of the sword "boom" straightened, and several muffled sounds occurred, and the corpse puppets fell to the ground one after another.

"What a great swordsmanship!"

Lu Baichuan was dumbfounded, he had seen too much of a swordsman, whether it was in Shenzhou or Yan Fu, such a lightweight method was unseen and unheard of.

"Seeing the smile, if it is replaced by Senior Brother Yan, it will do better. Ye Xiaolang smiled very brightly.

Lu Baichuan nodded, believing this without hesitation.

Ye Xiaolang couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said in his heart that Yan Li was really a royal family, and he was just modest. "Brother Lu just said, why did the desolate candle only let these corpse puppets consume your physical strength?"

"At first, he didn't take me seriously," Lu Baichuan sneered, "I was negligent and was shot by me, and I am afraid that I will be injured a lot." ”

"Oh?" Ye Xiaolang has always had a lot of ghost ideas, and as soon as his eyes rolled, he snickered and said, "Brother Lu, please come over with your ears." ”

When he taught Lu Baichuan this way and this, a group of hundreds of people came to a fairly intact street separated by a few walls, and hurried towards the opposite shore of heaven and earth.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't tell my royal brothers and brothers to go first!" led by a young noble son in a yellow python robe, born with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but his demeanor was frivolous and impatient, and he lacked the city government.

This person's name is Ji Wuyu, and Ji Wuji, Ji Wuyi is the brother of the same mother, although the wind is the worst of the princes, but when the queen died, Ji Yuyu still withstood the pressure of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military forces, and gave him the title of King of Nanyang, and the palace was located in Nancheng.

Since he moved into the palace, he has become more and more lawless, and it goes without saying that he is overbearing, and the most outrageous thing is that he once robbed and occupied more than 20 wives, and the bitter master was beaten to death because he came to the door to ask for it, and there were as many as seven.

When this matter went to the East Palace, Ji Wuji was furious, escorted him to the East Palace and taught him a hard lesson, and was still imprisoned in the prison for half a year. He has been pampered since he was a child, how has he suffered so much, after coming out, although he has restrained a lot, but secretly planted the seeds of resentment, wishing that his prince brother would return to the west as soon as possible, so that he could be the master of the East Palace.

No, suddenly his wish came true, let him not mention how excited, integrated all the guards and diners of the palace, and rushed to take Yan Shiyi's head.

He likes to make friends with the rangers on weekdays, except for the elite guards brought from the palace, there are these rangers, but many of them are just rats who do what they like and find a place to live.

It's the entire army, except for Ji Wuzhi's own high spirits, all of them seem listless, and more people are thinking about a new way out.

Zhao Ting is one of the diners who is thinking of a way out. The only difference between him and those rats is that even if his heart is violently active, his face is silent, which is also the biggest battle that he can live to this day.

Because of this method, he won Ji Wuzhi very much, and when he said a few words on weekdays, Ji Wuzhi would always listen. It was tonight, Ji Wuzhi followed the devil, no matter what he said or not, he was determined to get the head of Yan Shiyi so that he could enter the East Palace.

He didn't know exactly who Yan Shiyi was, but he knew one thing very well, if the Shenwu Metropolitan Governor was not an opponent, they would just be sent to death, the difference was that they died quickly or slowly.

He didn't want to die, so he naturally had to think about the future. However, Yan Shiyi may not be able to live, so he will run away so quickly, in case Ji Wuzhi does not die, and a wanted warrant will come down in the future, the human world is so big, but there is really no place for him.

"The thirteenth prince is not in a hurry, according to the villain, you are the descendant of the clan, the most important blood of the official family, the prince is dead, according to the rules of the past dynasties, you are the most qualified to enter the East Palace. How can those royal brothers and royal brothers of yours not weigh themselves? If they want to fight with you, they can't fight. Besides, what kind of little person is this Yan Shiyi, I haven't heard of it, my subordinates congratulate the prince first, congratulate the prince, oh no, it's the prince. ”

He squeezed his eyebrows and smiled at Ji Wuxue, only picked up good things in everything, and brought the essence of sycophants to a very deep level, coaxing Ji Wuxue to smile, but he still said with a hint of doubt: "In this case, why do you try to persuade me to give up?"

It's a real shot in the foot.

He reacted sharply and hurriedly remedied: "Shicai's subordinates think that the thirteen princes will soon be the lord of the East Palace, and with such a noble status, wouldn't it be a shame to compete with those miscellaneous princes." On the way, I thought that this is equivalent to 'driving the royal expedition', setting an example for the princes, which is very in line with the holy will. It turned out that the Thirteen Princes had thought of this layer a long time ago, and their subordinates felt very ashamed. When he said this, he was sick to his stomach, and he couldn't help but churn one after another.

Ji Wuzhi really laughed heartily, and after a while, he pretended to be deep and said: "Okay, Zhao Ting, you really know this prince, when I enter the East Palace, you will be the prince himself, and this emperor will ...... No, this prince has made you the general of the right guard. ”

As he spoke, he had already crossed the bridge, and the mountains of dead bodies in front of him suddenly interrupted the lively conversation.

"That's it, right. Ji Wuxue's tongue was a little unfavorable, but he had just boasted about Haikou, and if he turned around and went back now, it would be too embarrassing, so he stubbornly said, "All, go and find it, where Yan Shiyi is, remember not to expose it, first, don't let him know that we are here to kill." ”

Zhao Ting's face was heavy, if the corpse on the ground, as the letter said, was done by Yan Shiyi alone, then it was really necessary to run away as soon as possible, and there was no need to bury this brainless fool.

After walking many more roads, I saw several traces of amazing fighting techniques. He was about to try to escape, when suddenly a strange chuckle rang in their ears.

From a distance, I saw that there seemed to be two figures under the moonlit night, fighting fiercely there, and the visible visions collided frequently, and the strength was hundreds of feet away, and there was still destruction from time to time. Those guards had to protect Ji Wuxue, so they could only rush forward.

The commander said: "Your Highness, it is important to take care of your precious body, if you are injured by mistake, it is difficult to escape the blame for the small one." ”

"That's Yan Shiyi?"

The purple-haired black knife was occasionally clear, and everyone was amazed, and they were so frightened by the terrifying aftermath that their faces turned ugly.

Ji Wuji compared the two sides, and couldn't help scolding: "Rice bucket, waste, hmph, if there is such a master by my side, how can I be imprisoned by Ji Wuji for half a year......?

When Zhao Ting saw the fierce battle, he thought more in his heart, so he said respectfully: "Thirteen princes, I see that there are other princes in ambush around here, it is better for us to hide too, and when they get the result, it is not too late to make a move." ”

He thought in his heart, Yan Shiyi and Duan Wusheng seemed to be evenly matched, if they fought to defeat both, he might not be able to take the opportunity to sneak attack, win Yan Shiyi's head, and assist Ji Wuzhi to enter the East Palace, he could also follow to get ahead.

"That's very good. ”

Ji Wuzhi breathed a sigh of relief, he really didn't dare to go forward.