Shi Lan watched the interaction between the master and the apprentice with great interest, for some reason, she always felt that the two of them were a little tired, and it was definitely not as simple as the master and apprentice. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Leng Qingyue glanced at Wang Haibo lightly, with an imperceptible contempt in his expression: "She's okay anymore." ”

The implication is extremely obvious.

Wang Haibo nodded uncomfortably, grinned reluctantly, and walked towards Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan twisted his body and snorted, his face full of grievance and displeasure.

Wang Haibo hurriedly laughed, walked quickly to Zhou Yan, and wanted to pull her, but he was afraid of someone around him, so he had to laugh and said: "Okay, don't be angry, it was the teacher's fault just now, and it will definitely not be in the future." ”

If you want to say, this Zhou Yan is really coaxing, Wang Haibo just said a soft word, she broke into tears and laughed, and no longer cared.

Shi Lan grinned sarcastically, and secretly said in her heart, this is love, which is neither reliable nor trustworthy.

The wall next to it made a soft 'click' sound, and Shi Lan leaned down slightly, realizing that it was actually moving.

Shi Lan couldn't help but be overjoyed, and proudly swept towards Huang Wanrou, who was two steps away, but unexpectedly, this extra glance made her hair stand on end, and she almost didn't scream.

In the coffin, the male corpse dressed in a gorgeous dress and with a handsome face sat up at some point, perhaps because he heard the sound of the wall, and at this moment his dark eyes were turning from Zhou Yan's side.

Shi Lan's face turned pale, and he immediately held his breath, lowered his head and loaded wood, but his mind was trying to search for content about zombies.

In her memory, there are many levels of zombies, she only knows that the low-level ones have white hair, called white stiffness, and the slightly higher ones have black hair, called black stiffness, both of which are not high-spirited, and there is still hope to escape if you pay a little attention.

As for this kind of appearance that can maintain her appearance before her death, and her demeanor is also very natural, she doesn't know, but just looking at those smart eyes, even if she doesn't know it, she can think that it must be much more powerful than the previous two.

When Shi Lan entered this body, she had already come here, and she didn't have time to temper herself at all, which caused her to be so weak that it would be difficult to kill a chicken at this time.

Shi Lan pinched her arms and legs that stood up with hair, feeling that these people were not good to the original owner and her anyway, in line with the idea that the dead Dao friend would not die and the poor Dao, she quietly pushed away the already movable wall and moved it inside carefully and dexterously.

The male corpse seemed to sense something, and rolled his eyes to look at her.

Shi Lan froze in place, his outstretched fingers propped up on the wall, motionless, and even gasping for breath stopped at this moment.

It is said that zombies distinguish the living by breath, and as long as they don't breathe, they can be deceived by the past.

The male corpse looked at Shi Lan for a few seconds, his eyes fluctuated for a moment, and then looked at Wang Haiqing's master and apprentice.

Shi Lan peeked at the male corpse to divert his attention, hurriedly pushed away the stone wall, and rushed in without looking back.

The stone wall slid quickly, and occasionally there was a 'Kaka' sound of the mechanism sliding, Huang Wanrou faced Shi Lan, just saw it, and hurriedly wanted to chase it.

Leng Qing was more and more busy standing at the mouth of the stone wall, stopping her and not allowing her to hurt Shi Lan in the slightest.

Huang Wanrou stomped her feet with hatred and said, "It's just an impostor, what's the use of you protecting her like this." ”

As he spoke, he wanted to get through the crook of the cold and clear arms.

Leng Qingyue's long arms sank, without saying a word, and stopped her with actions.

Huang Wanrou frowned, wanting to be rude, but she was worried that she would hurt him, and she lost the rare harmony between the two, but she didn't chase it, but she was unwilling, after all, Shi Lan was still holding the stone in her hand.

The male corpse turned his eyes to look at the open stone wall, and suddenly stood up straight from the coffin, and then jumped up from the coffin, as if he wanted to chase Shi Lan.

Unexpectedly, he made a mistake in judgment, did not measure the distance, and suddenly jumped in front of Huang Wanrou, who was very close to there.

The zombie is yin, with a compelling cold on its body, and the approach of the male corpse makes the temperature in the vicinity drop suddenly.

Although Huang Wanrou's five senses, who wanted to find an opportunity to drill into the stone wall, were not as keen as Shi Lan, she also noticed something unusual, especially Wang Haibo's vigorous pumping sound and Zhou Yan's sudden scream, which made her stop tearing with Leng Qingyue and look sideways.

The male corpse thought she was in the way, and a pair of obsidian-like eyes looked at Huang Wanrou unhappily, and raised his slightly stiff arm to grab it.

Huang Wanrou didn't expect this change, and suddenly saw these eyes that annihilated the light, like black holes, and couldn't help but stiffen, and her whole body softened.

Leng Qing hurriedly broke away Huang Wanrou's entangled arm, took out a few pieces of yellow paper full of talismans from his pocket, and pointed at the male corpse, "Boldly fly stiff, don't hurry up and catch it." ”

The male corpse tilted his head in confusion and touched the rune paper with his fingers with curiosity.

Unexpectedly, the rune paper was extraordinary, and the slightest touch of it made black smoke rise from his nails.

The male corpse seemed to be in pain, trembled, withdrew his fingers, and roared angrily at Leng Qingyue, the extremely slender body swelled instantly, and the handsome and elegant face was also much more hideous, and the black shadows in the tomb that were lying or wandering were summoned by this voice, and they all pounced on Leng Qingyue.

Huang Wanrou didn't have yin and yang eyes, she couldn't see the layers of human figures, like moths to a fire, she just sensed that something was wrong with her keen senses, and her legs shook slightly unconsciously.

She knows her own affairs because of her own family, she was originally a distraction from the Heavenly Immortal Monarch, and the lower realm came for that bead.

She was fine before she came down, but I don't know why, at this time, her mana was suddenly lost, so that she couldn't even deal with a troubled little ghost, not to mention this kind of flying stiffness after hundreds of years.

Leng Qingyue took half a step forward with a solemn face, protected Huang Wanrou behind her, and her slender fingers pinched a few pieces of rune paper, and suddenly scattered them.

After a silent howl, there were fewer figures gathered around.

Leng Qingyue also couldn't see the figure, but his perception was stronger, he could distinguish the direction in which those yin qi came from, but at the same time he knew his strength very well, if it was just a dozen ghosts with evil qi, he could easily take it down, but if he added this flying stiffness that had been cultivated for a long time, it would be difficult to say.

In fact, this Fei Zombie, who only relied on cultivation to cultivate, had not sucked human blood, and his thirst for human blood was not strong, and if he hadn't annoyed it before, there was still a great possibility that a few of them would have retreated.

Now...... Leng Qingyue looked at Fei Stiff, who was glaring at him fiercely, and smiled helplessly in his heart.

It's still messed up, I didn't expect that just a person who might be related to Lan Xianjun made him confused and made such a low-level mistake.

The male corpse roared a few times, and suddenly flew towards Leng Qingyue, and his teeth, which were as white as shells, gradually grew and slowly poked out of his lips.

Leng Qingyue had words in his mouth, his hand was drawn on his waist, and out of nowhere he found a short sword made of ancient copper coins, and then he bit his fingers and wiped the blood on the sword, and then shouted: "Hurry up, I'll drag it first." ”