The blackface rushed open the gate of the palace with just one rush, it jumped into the lobby, turned around and found no living person, only a "dead person" lying on the ground,

After Fei Stiff roared "ho ho", the people on the beam looked at the former junior brother Lan Bing in surprise and stood up directly, and before he had time to get nervous, he found that this Lan Fu had a black face, sharp fangs, only half of his head hung on his neck, and stretched out a pair of hands with long nails, following behind the black-faced Fei Stiff, looking for a living person everywhere. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that Lan Fu, who has just been corpsed, has already undergone such a big change in his body.

The phantom on the side glanced at Xiao Ying resentfully, why did all the junior brothers follow her closely as soon as this woman came, even Senior Brother Li, who has never been close to women, was obedient to her, and he did so much for this team, isn't it worth mentioning? There was a flash of viciousness in Phantom Zhen's eyes, and the slender nails poked into the palms of his hands.

The fat disciple was carefully supporting the beam and squatting, pouting his round buttocks, and suddenly being hit by someone, the center of gravity was unstable under the high tension, and he fell to Xiao Ying,

Between the lightning and flint, Xiao Ying directly dodged out of the position.

"Bang." With a bang, the fat disciple fell to the ground, immediately attracting Fei Zhuang's attention, and Fei Zombie flew towards the front hall.

The fat disciple's flesh was trembling, his face turned pale in an instant, his fleshy hands were grasping the ground, and he retreated while staring at the zombie in front of him.

Li Xuanjun couldn't watch his junior brother being bitten, so he gritted his teeth and jumped down directly.

Huan Zhen didn't expect things to turn out like this, she selfishly hoped that Xiao Ying could go down to help them, after all, she was the strongest combat power here.

But Xiao Ying didn't, she just glanced at Li Xuanjun meaningfully, then turned around, and suddenly pushed the illusion off the beam, climbed onto the roof, and disappeared. The fast-moving illusion doesn't have time to react.

Phantom Zhen screamed, and after falling to the ground, he immediately stood up in a panic, and his eyes turned quickly, only to find that the flying stiff seemed to be only interested in Li Xuanjun, but Lan Fu on the side shook his head and ran over excitedly.

The fat disciple reacted quickly this time, his little eyes narrowed, he ignored the illusion, and went straight to the beam again.

It's easy to deal with the jumping stiff, the flying stiff is not at the same level as the jumping stiff at all, Li Xuanjun can't beat this black-faced flying stiff. He jumped at the right time, and when he reached the back of Fei Zombie, he held the head of Fei Zombie who was swooping over with one hand, and with a force on his wrist, he found that he couldn't twist his head at all, but was pulled to the ground by it.

In just a moment, Li Xuanjun had large and small wounds on his body.

He tried his best to entangle with it as he ran, and although his martial arts and spells seemed otherworldly among his peers, even the Taishang Guiyuan Law looked pale and powerless in front of this invulnerable golden bell jar-like flying stiffness.

"Let's go, find a way to get to the inner palace!" Li Xuanjun knew that this flying zombie was just coming at him, so he shouted loudly to his fellow disciples.

Several disciples who didn't dare to come down and didn't want to leave were scolded by this voice, and they also gritted their teeth and left from the roof.

On the other side, Huan Zhen neatly twisted Lan Fu's neck, and she glanced at Li Xuanjun, who was thrown on the pillar by Fei Stiff, he had multiple wounds on his body, and it seemed that he didn't have the strength to struggle anymore.

Turning her head ruthlessly, she quickly left.

The relationship between the same sect is sometimes very sticky, sometimes very fragile, when some of the things that the sect teaches as a matter of course really happen, he is a little inexplicably cold-hearted, gave up resistance, his left hand has been twisted off, and his body is not strong, the blood on his head flows into his eyes, and his eyes are red,

Just as he was about to close his eyes uncomfortably, a petite figure suddenly appeared in his eyes again. He suddenly laughed, closed his eyes and fainted.

There is a kind of pain coming from the depths of the bone marrow in the dream, like countless knives sawing bones, countless worms digging into the depths of flesh and blood, and the head is dizzy as if it is about to explode, tossing and turning, but it is never able to get rid of it, and it is so uncomfortable that people want to tear themselves apart.

Someone patted his face, there was a salty liquid flowing into his mouth, he smashed it twice, his head didn't seem to be so dizzy, and he stepped forward and wanted to take two more sips greedily, but he couldn't drink anything.

When I woke up, I finally opened my eyes, only to find myself leaning against a slightly yellowed wall, this small side hall compartment only a dim lamp, a low table covered with messy fabrics, and the "clutter" that had once placed the case was all rudely swept to the ground.

There was silence, except for the occasional popping of lights, confirming the passage of time.

Xiao Ying leaned against the wall beside her, her eyes closed as if she was resting, her robe became tattered again, her two sleeves were much shorter, but the part on her wrist was bound very strongly, like a strong suit during practice. She has more wounds on her body that I don't know where they came from, and the wounds that haven't completely healed are all over her body, which is much more tragic than herself, but she doesn't seem to deal with it much, the wounds are exposed to the air, and she is not worried about rubbing the ashes in the corner of the wall, and she is not afraid of corpse poison infection.

It seems that I am very tired and have fallen asleep.

There was still a little pain in his head, and his body was still a little stiff, he looked at the poorly bandaged on his body, and the extremely random crooked bandaging on his head, and laughed.

Did he survive? Didn't turn into a walking corpse.

Wiping the corners of his mouth with his hand, there was still a trace of blood, looking at Xiao Ying's tightly tied sleeves, his eyes moved to Xiao Ying's face again, there was no dazzling gaze on his palm-sized face, he was still frowning in his sleep, and a red mole under his eyebrows made the whole face change from simple and delicate to bewitching and charming.

Xiao Ying, who usually can't see beauty, was either quiet and had no sense of existence, or she was strong and very secure.

The butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a silhouette on the fair face. Frowning, Xiao Ying collided with Li Xuanjun's eyes as soon as he opened his eyes, and there seemed to be no look of surprise in his amber eyes.

"How many days is it?" Li Xuanjun adjusted his posture and looked at the dark and deep night outside, feeling more and more that this messy and narrow cubicle was full of a feeling of comfort.

"It's the fifth day." Xiao Ying explained, "There is no moon or stars outside, it is daytime, but there is no sun. She got up and cleaned up the bottles and cans on the table, and put all the bones into the storage jade pendant. It was the medicine that Luo Shi had left for her before, and there was nothing in her storage jade pendant, only some medicine and some miscellaneous items that she had received when she first entered the inner door, and the only set of clothes had been used.

If Li Xuanjun saw her storage space, he would definitely be surprised that this person was so barren, and he didn't even have a few spirit stones for cultivators to cultivate, how did she survive in this world of immortal cultivation?

"It was dark during the day, but there was moonlight at night, and it was like day and night were reversed." Li Xuanjun pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled bitterly, touched the broken head, and was still a little dizzy.

"There will be no walking corpses and geyers during the day. They only come out of the ground at night to walk in the moonlight. Xiao Ying explained, as if she was imparting experience.

"You saved my life, thank you." Li Xuanjun pondered for a while, then looked at Xiao Ying seriously, and said this sentence firmly, the feeling of being in a desperate situation and suddenly having a dawn will never be forgotten in his life, not to mention, they only have a few faces.

"It's time for us to go, the ruins are closed in two days, you need to get back to your party." Xiao Ying just stood up and clapped his hands, helped Li Xuanjun up, put his hand on his shoulder, and walked towards the inner level of the palace complex.

Is it her own existence that is hindering her? Xuanjun smiled a little embarrassedly, only to find out later that he had become even more embarrassed.

Although Li Xuanjun is short, he is also half a head taller than Xiao Ying, and he has grown his body recently and eaten a little more, from the original angular skinny boy to a little rounder, but at this moment he needs to be dragged by Xiao Ying, and he can't help but regret that he has eaten too much recently.

Apparently she was struggling a bit.

From a distance, it is the girl holding a boy half a head taller than her to walk step by step in the dim light, the future is uncertain, but the steps are very steady, a deep and a shallow figure in the dim light, gradually disappearing, dissolving in the darkness.