In the dimly lit room, Ji Hao and Murong Yue looked at this sudden scene with inexplicable shock. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Pang Qing was actually bitten by the zombie he refined.

Even Pang Qing himself couldn't believe that the ghost thing he had refined would rebel against him.

Before refining Qian Yuan into a zombie, Pang Qing had already controlled a powerful ghost and entered Qian Yuan's body to destroy Qian Yuan's consciousness and control Qian Yuan's body

So when he was bitten by Qian Yuan's neck, Pang Qing was very shocked.

Feeling that his blood was decreasing and his life was dying, Pang Qing obviously panicked.

He reluctantly moved his hand, controlled the three ghosts, and attacked Qian Yuan, hoping to interfere with Qian Yuan and create a chance for himself to escape.

Three ghosts attacked, and Qian Yuan, who was sucking blood, pulled out his fangs, but his two arms, like steel and iron claws, firmly grasped Pang Qing's shoulders, making Pang Qing unable to escape at all.

Looking at the three ghosts approaching him, Qian Yuan directly opened his mouth and sucked them, and the three ghosts were all sucked into his mouth, and then swallowed into his stomach.

After the three ghosts were swallowed, Pang Qing was desperate.

He struggled desperately, screaming.

At this moment, a voice that he could not have imagined would appear quietly sounded in his ears.

"Oh? Why can't he betray you, my dear disciple? ”

Hearing this voice, Pang Qing's pupils shrank suddenly.

"This is, Master's voice!"

At this moment, Pang Qing calmed down.

He thought of today's ghost rebellion, with his cultivation, it was impossible for the ghost thing under his hand to rebel at all, unless someone intervened.

He also thought of many things that he couldn't figure out before.

He has always felt that behind these things, there is a mastermind behind the scenes.

But now he has a bold assumption, if the master is brought in as the mastermind behind the scenes, then all the inconsistencies will be explained.

"Why did I find the clue of "it" in the Imperial Ghost Gate, why did I be willing to wait so long in Jiangnan City, why did I meet Zhu Dachang, why did I find the person of the Four Yang Destiny, why, why did I ......"

Why are so many things combined, there is only one answer, I am just a chess piece controlled by my master!

"From beginning to end, I have been a chess piece of Shizun, so my behavior has been controlled by him, and I have never jumped out of the chessboard and become a chess player!"

Getting this answer, Pang Qing's heart was in a trance.

After swallowing the ghost, Qian Yuan seemed to hear something, his eyes rolled slightly, and then he threw Pang Qing, who was still alive, out of the way, swooped into the iron door, and then ran along the corridor towards it.

"Oops, we can't let him run out, otherwise I'm afraid there will be a bloody storm in the entire Jiangnan City." When Ji Hao was about to catch up, he felt that something grabbed his foot.

When I looked down, I found that it was Pang Qing.

It turned out that when Qian Yuan threw Pang Qing out, he threw it at Ji Hao's feet.

"Hey, let it go, if you let Qian Yuan escape, your sins will be great." Ji Hao struggled, but he didn't break free.

Pang Qing grabbed Ji Hao's feet and didn't let go, although he was dying, his strength did not become smaller.

"Master, I didn't expect your ambition to be so big, but since I'm going to die, if I don't pull you to be buried with you, I won't be willing to die."

Pang Qing grabbed Ji Hao's feet, wanting to tell everything he knew.

"Imperial ...... Child...... Conspiracy ......"

"What? What did you say? ”

Hearing the word conspiracy, Ji Hao was stunned, squatted down, and asked, "You make it clear, what conspiracy?" ”

Pang Qing grabbed Ji Hao's collar as if he was returning to the light, and shouted, "He ...... The other side...... Transmigration...... Hoo....... hoo...... Whew......"

But in the end, Pang Qing couldn't say a word anymore, and could only let out a whirring panting sound.

When he heard the words "the other side", Murong Yue's face changed, and a different color flashed in his eyes at the same time: "The other side, is it "it", and Pang Qing is also coming for "it"?" ”

"What the hell are you trying to say? The other side? Transmigration? What the hell is this? Ji Hao said distressedly.

Afraid that Pang Qing would say something again, Murong Yue hurriedly said: "Don't care about him anymore, if you don't chase him, Qian Yuan will run away." ”

Ji Hao nodded: "Yes." You can't let Qian Yuan run away, otherwise it will be bad. ”

Looking at Pang Qing, who was still panting, Ji Hao gritted his teeth and broke free of his hand and chased after him.

Murong Yue glanced at Pang Qing deeply, turned around and followed.

"Whew...... Call...... Call. ”

In the whole room, there was the sound of panting.

More than ten seconds later.

The sound of "stepping and stepping" sounded, and a middle-aged man in a suit came to Pang Qing's side, he was the man who appeared outside the bar, and his mother was holding Zisha behind him, quietly following him.

"My good apprentice, in the past few years, you have really worked hard."

Hearing this voice that he would not forget when he died, looking at the face in the depths of his memory, Pang Qing didn't make any movements, just stared at him.

Even the corpse of the son and mother next to him can no longer attract his attention, in Pang Qing's eyes, now there is only this teacher who raised him to teach him, and finally killed him, Midnight Zhenren!

"Huh."

The man in the suit let out a chuckle and said, "Pang Qing, don't blame you for being a teacher, if you want to blame, blame you for being born at the wrong time." ”

Feeling the passage of life, Pang Qing recalled the bits and pieces of his time with this man, and he found that he had never seen the true face of this man, and his true face was wrapped in a layer of thick fog from beginning to end.

Pang Qing opened his mouth to say something, but finally closed his mouth again, not that he didn't want to say it, but to Midnight Zhenren, Pang Qing didn't know what to say.

Midnight Zhenren also ignored Pang Qing anymore, grabbed the coffin board that fell to the side, walked straight to the coffin, closed the coffin board, and then made a few handprints, this coffin that couldn't even be blown up by the flame explosion charm, in Pang Qing's shocked gaze, gradually became smaller, and finally turned into a three-inch box, which was grabbed by Midnight Zhenren in his hand.

"What kind of coffin is this, is it because of this coffin that Qian Yuan's rebellion is all because of this coffin?"

Before Pang Qing died, he wanted to know why Qian Yuan rebelled, but Midnight Zhenren had no idea of explaining.

After taking the coffin back, Midnight Zhenren glanced at Pang Qing, turned around and left here.

In the entire room, only the dying Pang Qing remained, slowly waiting for death.

Just then, there was another sound of footsteps in the room......