Trust is a very delicate thing.

Many lovers think that their relationship is indestructible, but as long as they go through a storm, the illusion will be broken as soon as they poke it.

The female ghost continued to play her acting skills according to Lan Shuying's words.

Zhang Zijun's face began to change.

In the end, she trembled and pushed away the corpse king: "You, you're not human? ”

The Corpse King didn't react for a while, but he really let her break out.

Looking at each other, a layer of tears piled up in the girl's eyes, and the red light flashed in the corpse king's eye sockets, and there was a pair of wings behind his back, so he knew that he was not a normal person at a glance.

What a demon slayer, what seniors, what love...... Fake, all fake!

This sudden outbreak of quarrel caught the Corpse King, who had always been fearless, by surprise, and he was stunned, and there was still some injury in his eyes - Zhang Zijun would resist like this, this was something he had never thought of, he was used to her dependence.

The eyes full of trust were gone, and there were only two words written on her face now:

Swindler!

"Zijun, listen to my explanation......"

Lan Shuying watched quietly, she was sorry that there was no tea and no melon seeds here, but this had little impact on her mood when watching the play.

She loves to be a villain.

In this kind of script, it is difficult for her to compete with a cold-blooded old zombie who is more like a villain, the corpse king is disgusted with her several provocations, how can she know that she is not disgusted with his threats several times?

The female ghost came back and asked excitedly, "How is it, can we start?" ”

"Absolutely."

The shackles on Lan Shuying's body were untied, and she snapped her fingers.

Two sparks lit up in the depths of Mao's hollow eyes.

Lan Shuying took out more than a dozen white candles from her bag, arranged them in a simple array, and lit them in turn, her stiff and beautiful face disappearing in the candlelight.

Taste it carefully, in fact, the stiff facial features are very similar to the dumb girl.

More than ten years ago, she was a nameless female corpse that fell at the intersection of the yin veins of the mass grave, and until now Lan Shuying does not know her name. I inquired with the Tang family, but Tang Rong only knew Mrs. Tang's name, and she really didn't know about this demon slayer aunt who had never met.

"You've got a big bargain." Lan Shuying chatted with the female ghost while doing things, she was now like a surgeon about to operate, and this inexplicable sense of mission made her feel that she should calm the patient.

Small talk is one of those means, simple and effective.

"I've heard of the level of zombies, Mao Zombie is only one step away from the king, and it's almost there. Tsk, the results that took hundreds of thousands of years to accumulate on the outside side, she only needed to lie quietly on the yin veins for more than ten years, and the difference was really big. ”

Listening to Lan Shuying's words, the female ghost's smile continued to expand: Isn't it just a big bargain?

She used to be a fresh life, and when she was young, she went to the grave with her master and brother, and she was counting on being able to go back with more money and give it to her lame brother to marry a good daughter-in-law! Her brother treats her so well, but there is always a group of stinky women with eyes higher than the sky, scolding her for being a drag oil bottle for pouring black goods, and scolding her brother for being an ugly and stupid lame mouse, ahh

The female ghost really didn't expect her to be buried in the tomb for the rest of her life.

The senior brother pushed her when he was running for his life, and just like that, she couldn't get out alive.

The owner of the tomb is an old immortal bastard, and he actually wants to marry her as a daughter-in-law, she ran away, and when she was wandering, she was led by that yin qi, and found this unconscious zombie, obediently, this guy, big supplement!

The female ghost rubbed her fill, ran back to kill the old guy in one go, and grabbed the ancient tomb.

She remembered that two greedy ghosts came in to steal things, and looked dressed like she used to be, and no one was cleaner than the other. I didn't want to kill anyone, anyway, they were all old things' private collections, and there were few things that were pleasing to the eye, who knows, those two dog thieves dared to peel the silver bracelet on her corpse!

It was a coming-of-age gift from her brother, and it cost a lot of money! Dog thief, give it back to the old lady!

The female ghost was furious, but she was still in retreat and couldn't get out.

It doesn't matter, revenge has a priority, you all have to die!

……

After a seemingly long but very brief memory, the female ghost sat obediently opposite Mao Zhuang, she wanted to have an entity too much, not an ethereal spirit pinned on an object, she wanted a body that could run and jump in the sun.

It's better to be stronger than she is now.

The stiff hair that accompanies her day and night is the best option.

She looked earnestly at the "surgeon" who exuded a sense of stability, and asked the classic question like countless patients about to sit on the operating table: "Is there much hope for success?" ”

"Great, the next time you open your eyes, it's in here." Lan Shuying patted her stiff and slender shoulders, confident and calm.

How did she find out about Mao Zhuang's identity?

Simple, dumb sister, Tang Rong, the appearance of these two people is too pointed, a pair of cousins, a generation up, their mother is still a pair of twin sisters.

After watching the surveillance for a long time, Lan Shuying noticed Mao Zhuang's appearance, and she looked like a sister.

In addition, through that layer of long hair, you can also see a long trace of the stiff abdomen being cut by a knife. It was left by the autopsy of the old man, and it was the biggest weakness of Mao Zhuang's whole body—perhaps, it lacked a skilled and bold tailor.

The female ghost can't wait.

The candle flame flickered, and the light grew stronger.

The white shadow was pulled closer and closer to the center of the hairy eyebrows by the stronger and stronger suction.

Got in.

The female ghost stood in the vast new world, happy like a child, and she even decided to leave a whole corpse for the girl outside, and then cross a few more sinister past, and become a fierce ghost to accompany herself in the ancient tomb.

It can't be too strong, otherwise it will backfire; can't be too weak, after all, you have to be a maid for yourself.

Hey, when I'm alive, my life is not good, and I can't even grab the opportunity to be a girl for a big family, but I have a chance to enjoy it when I die, and the female ghost is even happier.

How do you control this new body?

She spun around a few times and was confused.

A voice sounded above her head, muffled and distant: "Are you hot now?" ”

The female ghost looked inexplicable: "Hot? ”

She wants to say that you are stupid, you are all a ghost, how can you still feel hot?

As a result, he jumped before he finished speaking.

It's hot, it's hot!

The empty ground beneath our feet was turning red, it was melting, it was disintegrating.

A thick, golden-red liquid poured out of the cracks in the rocks, full of danger.

This is...... Magma!

Not far away, a two-meter-tall flame man floated there, with two dark faces on it, as if he was coldly watching her demise.

The female ghost screamed and floated up, but it was too late, and it only took a little spark attached to her feet, and she was finished.

"Let me out! What the hell is this place! ”

Lan Shuying smiled and shook her head, let you out, is it possible? It took so much hard work to get in.

The stiffness was uncomfortable.

It is now a cage that imprisons female ghosts, and it can also be said to be a deadly trap.

The body, which had been frozen for many years, was being burned from the inside, and even the face that was not covered by hair was flushed and looked a little more alive.

Lan Shuying was a little sorry for using it, but the amount of karmic fire enough to burn the female ghosts of the ancient tomb was too large, and without this barrier, the Corpse King might have come straight here and kill them all in this tomb.

She held a pennant in her left hand, and all the ghosts inside worked together under the command of the ghost king, allowing her to continuously cross the yin evil for Mao Zhuang.

Obviously, even this is uncomfortable.

It's like a person who has suffered a serious knife wound and encounters an irresponsible doctor, who tears the wound with all his might, and at the same time sprinkles gold sore medicine on it.

Maybe it's because the dumb girl was born from its body, and that fetters are like nothing, so that Lan Shuying can't see this body suffer.

"It won't hurt soon......" she found herself inadvertently telling it what was on her mind.

Mao's hollow eyes turned to her face and let out a low roar as if she had been wronged.

It lifted two lean, hairy arms and slowly but surely wrapped itself around her.

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