Ye Zongju shook his head very strangely, but he didn't say anything, the "Corpse King" frowned suddenly, and shouted: "Ye Zongju, do you want to die here? If you want to die, I won't stop you, but you let Xiao Ai go for me!"

Xiao Ai also looked at Ye Zongdu's face in confusion, and asked again: "Brother, don't you really want to go out?" If you don't want to go out, I won't go out, and we will be with each other in this mausoleum......." As she was talking, she suddenly "whoosh", a clumsy but delicate small incense burner flew out of a dark corner of the mausoleum, and flew over in the dim sky above the mausoleum, flying straight towards the top of the fake mountain where the "Corpse King" and the Dao Gong were standing.

Although the speed is not fast, but it is not biased, the strength is just right, the "Corpse King" does not know what the purpose of suddenly flying out of such a thing, the side of the body, dodged over, this small incense burner whistled past the ear, and smashed down to a pile of rocks behind him, this smashed down, but it exploded unusually harshly, bursting out of tens of millions of fragments, it turned out that this small incense burner turned out to be a porcelain, as soon as it exploded, a small round plate in the shape of a lotus leaf popped out between the bursting fragments, "Zheng" sounded, a few circles on the water, facing the "Corpse King" 's head was slashed off.

"Corpse King" where did he expect that there was a hidden weapon hidden in an inconspicuous object, he fell in a panic, climbed a corner of the rock, and hid in a small pavilion, who knew that this disc was like having long eyes, learning his body, chasing over, he was shocked, his palms joined forces, and the short sword in his palm slashed against this disc, his internal strength was deep, and the two-inch-long short sword crisscrossed in his palm with ease, drawing a large net of horizontal and vertical eight sword qi surges, and covered the disc.

I thought that this object would live under his palm and turn into ashes, but I didn't expect this thing to be cunning and abnormal, "whoosh", escaped from the hands of the "Corpse King", but pierced into the rockery, "Qiang" embedded in it, emitting a long-lasting aftersound, shaking off a layer of fine lime, the "Corpse King" breathed a sigh of relief, but the matter was not over.

Before that layer of lime fell into the blue water under the rockery, it was swept into the air by a strange wind, turning into a cloud of mist and attacking, the "Corpse King" face changed greatly, at this time he could already guess who was behind the back, unfolded his body, and walked out of the pavilion, Xiao Ai's eyes were red, and he shouted: "Dad!"

Before the sound fell, the "Fraudulent Corpse King" was shrouded in the mist, and then a few points of cold light shot into the mist from the stone wall two zhang away, "poof", the gray-white mist became blood red, blended with lime, and became a drop of bright red dust and mud, spread on the blue water, one by one, floating, after a long time, it slowly dissolved, at this time the "Fraudulent Corpse King" was full of brooch holes, a pair of eyes also lost their light, fell on the path by the clear water, leaned against the stone wall behind him, and gasped in a low voice: "Meng Zhaolin, you waste." .......”

Two feet away, behind the stone wall, out of a black-clothed, lean man, triangular eyes sinisterly smiled, said: "Corpse King, what kind of person are you and I Meng Zhaolin, come as soon as you call, wave away, I am not so cheap, if you want to see the power of death on this kid, take me as a target, who do you think you are, Emperor Laozi? I tell you, if I didn't help you, you would still be a one-armed waste!"

The "Corpse King" sneered: "In my eyes, you are like a dog, you do not hesitate to kill your own fellow disciples in order to get benefits from me, people like you will do whatever it takes for the end, how dare I let you continue to stay by my side!"

After hearing this, Ye Zongjie finally knew why Meng Zhaolin had done everything possible before, persevering to get the non-existent booklet from himself, it turned out to be to help the "Corpse King" recover his broken arm.

At that time, Xuan Mingzi had lived in seclusion and had lost news on the rivers and lakes, but Meng Zhaolin was walking in the rivers and lakes, and he was a little famous, and the "Fraudulent Corpse King" had asked him about his master Xuan Mingzi, but Meng Zhaolin was afraid of losing the opportunity to gain fame and fortune, and lied that Xuan Mingzi had passed away in a crane, and only he could help him, but he pondered and thought hard, and he couldn't think of any of the tricks taught by Xuan Mingzi that could help the "Fraudulent Corpse King" recover, and then in the "Fuxian Restaurant" in Qicheng, he listened to the prodigal son scolding himself for "not knowing how to be flexible" , only to understand that Xuan Mingzi taught himself all the "tricks", plus a long time ago, Xuan Mingzi had used the same technique to help the "Corpse King", and asked the "Corpse King" about the process of his previous recovery from the broken arm, and then thought of combining it with Hong Ling's "puppet technique".

"You have been hit by my poisonous needle, don't worry, my poison is very slow, or, you are strong, this poison will not kill you, but I have no intention of going against you, I just want to take back the arm I put on you!" Meng Zhaolin still had a sense of awe for the "Corpse King", and he was still very polite when he spoke.

The "Corpse King" felt that the silver needle shot out by Meng Zhaolin seemed to have taken root in his body, and he coughed violently: "If you do this, you will regret it one day, but I suddenly remembered that I originally planned to give you my Corpse Castle after I went out, since you said so, I don't have to do that, as for why I let this kid try to die on you, it is because I know that this kid can't kill you at all, and your 'trick' is at its peak, and it will definitely be able to turn danger into a disaster." ”

"You obviously said that I am a dog and I am not worthy of being by your side, why did you say such a thing at this time, are you afraid?" Meng Zhaolin's eyes narrowed, as if he saw something, and he was not moved by the "benefits" that the "Corpse King" had just said.

The "Corpse King" looked stiff and smiled embarrassedly: "What about a dog? As long as you become a dog, you will trample on the soles of your feet as if those so-called 'people' were dogs." ”

Meng Zhaolin clapped his hands and smiled: "The words of the castle master are really interesting, but unfortunately, it is not me who wants to kill you." ”

Dao Gong's face turned into dried carrion at this moment, because he saw the strong hatred in the eyes of the night crow, she walked out from behind the stone wall step by step, holding a man with a hair full of hair in her arms, the corners of this man's eyes were black, faintly revealing a faint vitality, like a candle flame about to be extinguished, he looked at Ye Zongju, who was standing on the top of the stone wall, and sneered: "Why didn't you just take my life and turn me into a wasted person, living like this, what's the difference between people like you who are not like people and ghosts who are not ghosts?"

The night crow smiled very softly in front of the "Corpse King", and brought Yuan Qingxi to the "Corpse King" like a baby, and said lovingly: "Look, this is our child, do you remember, he was born, and you are happy to say that you finally have a son." ”

"The Corpse King" said: "Yes, at that time, I was very happy when I saw him. There was not a hint of a smile in it.

"He was brought up by me, I feel more sorry for him than anyone else, you are his father, you have never taken care of him for a day, but why do you dislike him so much?" The hatred in the night crow's eyes was hard to get rid of, and he asked word by word, "Why do you want to do this?"

The "Fraudulent Corpse King" listened to Daogong's words and wanted to take good care of Yuan Qingxi, who was injured by Ye Zongdu, but he never let go of the dead in his heart, and saw that Yuan Qingxi became a waste under Ye Zongdu's palm, so he abandoned their mother and son, and pursued Ye Zongdu, the moment Daogong saw the "Fraudulent Corpse King" outside the hall, he also understood that in the eyes of the "Fraudulent Corpse King", his daughter and grandson were insignificant at all, not worth mentioning, and the idea of digging out the dead was also a little less, and he said to the night crow: " Daughter, let's get out of this hellish place from here with Xi'er!" he gestured to the crack in the ground above his head, where a glimmer of sunlight slid in, and occasionally a fallen leaf slipped in, carrying the scent of the earthly world.

The night crow suddenly roared: "Dad, are you also so selfish? You keep saying that you want to leave, but you just want to take Ye Zongdu, a stinky boy, when did you think about our mother and son? In the eyes of you men, there is nothing but power!" She was hysterical, and her voice echoed in the mausoleum, which was extremely desolate.

Xiao Ai's eyes were blurred with tears, and she was silent for a long time before asking, "Dad, what she said is true......?" He's ......"

The night crow glared at Xiao Ai and sneered: "You are the evil seed left by that woman?" Hmph, if you really look like a fox, if you were placed in the past, I would definitely wash you clean and feed the insects, but unfortunately, I have no interest in you now, I want to stay in this mausoleum with my husband and live the life I want!"

Dao Gong put Yuan Qingxi on his back and said in surprise: "Daughter, don't do anything stupid, blame your father for being confused for a while, hurry up and go with us!"

"If my daughter doesn't leave, I want to have a good talk with my man!" The night crow looked at the "Corpse King" affectionately, pressed his hand lightly on a few points of cold light on his chest, and violently tried to draw out these poisonous needles with internal force.

Xiao Ai looked at Ye Zongdu, who was full of empty eyes, and sobbed: "Brother, what should I do, do you really want my father to die here?"