Under the two coffins floating in the air, obsidian-like pitch-black magnets converged into a strange pattern dozens of zhang wide, and the center of the altar looked like a two-person high cross, and a bloody corpse could be vaguely seen on it!

But this corpse, what made several people more concerned was that next to the corpse, there was a slender figure standing!

He stood with his back to several people, his hands folded, and a white cloak enveloped him from beginning to end, and there was no trace of his expression, as if he was admiring the corpse on the altar in front of him with interest. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Who are you!?" One step fell, his eyes locked on the man's back, and in the eyes of Yan Yujing Feng, murderous aura burst out.

The black dragon brocade boots stood on a hanging stone, Xiahou Mobing fell in one step, the pitch-black magnet seemed to be in the water, the surrounding stones spread out, Murong Xue tapped her toes, and flew to Xiahou Mobing's side.

"You're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The man turned his back to Xiahou Mobing and the four of them, and a faint voice came out of his mouth, without any ups and downs, as if everything was what he expected.

When Murong Xue heard the rough and hoarse voice, her heart instantly relaxed, and the corners of her lips returned to a relaxed and slightly disdainful smile.

But how could he still be alive? She was absolutely confident in her medicine, how could this be?

"I really can't imagine it, Ouyang Mingri, your life is really big!" I can't die like that, obviously I don't have the ability to resist anymore, and besides, I was washed by the Liuli River, and I can still live until now, which is enough to die.

Murong Xue hooked her lips and smiled, her cold eyes locked on the back of the gray and white cloak, and then she sneered and said, "You seem to be doing well." ”

Then her feeling is really not wrong, the mechanism in this royal tomb is similar to the mechanism of the Ouyang family's dark guard camp in the Liuli Kingdom, all this is not a coincidence, or rather, the person who set up the royal tomb should be from the same person, that person is from the dark guard camp, or it should be more accurate to say that the Ouyang family.

"What? Ouyang tomorrow? Isn't he already ......" Hearing Murong Xue's words, Mei Xufeng's eyes narrowed slightly.

But how did he appear here, he remembered that when he went to Liuli Country, that girl had already solved him with medicine, how could he still be alive? Who is it? What's going on here? Why didn't he understand all this, what was going on?

"You shouldn't have planted Cher's poison at that time, right? Am I right that you're just pretending to have been poisoned by Cher and passing out of the public eye so that you can carry out your next step? Xiahou Mobing stood not far from Ouyang Mingri and calmly analyzed. There is also the incident on the hunting ground that time, I guess those animals were led away by you, you know An Bo's plan, you want to borrow his hand to get rid of me, of course, what makes you miscalculated is that in the end it still can't be as you want, so you take the opportunity to let Su Wanli order it to be released, you think it's best if I die, no matter how bad the plan is, even if I survive, it is natural to go to Su Wanli for revenge, in Liuli Country, you were suppressed by Su Wanli, and you already hated him, so, when Xue'er appeared in your sight, You just want to use her to put Liuli in a predicament, so that Su Wanli can't protect Liuli with all his might, so that the two of them will fight, and after I lose both, you want to take advantage of the fisherman, am I right? Xiahou Mobing stared at Ouyang Mingri and analyzed word by word, "However, what you didn't expect was that An Guo's An Bo suddenly didn't listen to you, so you poisoned him and made him fall into a coma, which also makes us think that one of us did it, right?" ”

"Haha...... It's really worthy of Xiahou Mobing, and you are really right, but one thing you said wrong, I was indeed poisoned by her, because I was defenseless against her......"

It turned out that all this was like this, and he said, how could An Bo be so unsuspecting, and he was stunned all of a sudden, it turned out that he was the ghost!

Thinking of this, Mei Xu looked through his body and looked at the person in the center of the altar who was nailed to an ancient stone frame made of stone.

The weak and trembling body, dying, the slight rise and fall of the chest was almost negligible, and it looked like he had stepped into the coffin with one foot, and his eyes looked up little by little, a bloody face, and his hair was messy.

It's not clear whether it's An Bo or not, but it's a man in bloody clothes.

When he went to drug An Bo that time, he and Mei Xu went together, and they always thought it was strange at first, but later, when they heard that things were going in the predicted direction, they didn't care...... It turned out to be like this, and Yan Yujing finally understood.

"Heh" The gray-robed man chuckled disdainfully, and even his shoulders trembled slightly.

He waved off the gray cloak on his body, turned around slowly, and sneered, "Murong Xue, Xiahou Mobing, and ...... Mei Xu and Yan Yujing, we finally met again, the deity has been waiting for you for a long time! ”

He turned around and slowly raised his head, and his face under the cloak was exposed to the air little by little.

On the forehead with green muscles, there is a circle of blood-colored red scarves, which contrasts with the ghostly white skin, red blood-dripping eyes, purple and blackened lips, and what is even more creepy is that his face is full of blue-black corpse spots!

A hint of surprise flashed in Murong Xue's eyes, and her willow eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she was contemplating something.

The corpse spots on his body were denser than any infected person they had ever seen, large and small cyan corpse spots running all the way down his neck, like a long-dead man whose whole body was about to rot.

"Are you happy with what you see?" Qiu Shui Liyuan slowly stretched out the tip of his tongue and gently licked the corners of his purple and black lips.

The voice was unusually feminine, with an evil aura, which made people uncomfortable to listen to.

"How did he become like this?" Yan Yujing frowned fiercely and muttered in a low voice.

Although his face was covered with corpse spots, the resolute and familiar silhouette was Ouyang Mingri.

"...... girl?" Mei Xu stared at Ouyang Mingri vigilantly, took a step closer to Murong Xue, and asked, "Have you seen anything, I found that he is very similar to those infected people outside." ”

Qiqi has something to say:

Preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival, preparing for another holiday, suddenly a little excited, finally able to go out...... Finally, I don't have to fight with them right here...... It's nerve-wracking and nerve-wracking......... (?w?)

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(?w?) (To be continued.) )