"That Xiao Ye, I don't have much mobile phone traffic, and the phone bill is almost gone, I can't open a live broadcast......" Just when Ye Dongsheng was commanding a group of communication soldiers to operate the computer in a hurry, Wang Yuanfang suddenly interjected. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Who are you so blind, I checked it in the background just now, your mobile phone bill is still more than 500 yuan, and the traffic is more than 2G, and now you are using a free time traffic package...... Ye Dongsheng exposed Wang Yuanfang's lie without giving face. The heart said, Made's phone bill was charged with more than 500 yuan at once, how lacking is this heart! How good it is to put this money in Yue Bao, these more than 500 yuan can almost get a dime of interest every day!

Hey, this time the calculation has failed. Wang Yuanfang sighed, fixed the mobile phone in a corner where you can clearly watch the entire tomb, and then opened the APP of the live broadcast!

"Hello everyone, I'm Wang Yuanfang, and now I'll give you a performance of the Fire Roasted Corpse Emperor, everyone... Forget it, I know you won't send me anything! Wang Yuanfang sighed, poured the last bit of charcoal from his snakeskin bag into the fire, and began to fan the flames desperately, scorching the corpse emperor.

"Bang ......"

"Damn, I'm burned!" Wang Yuanfang slapped the coffin board a few times, grinning at the hot copper coffin. He patted the coffin board and yelled at the corpse emperor inside: "Big zongzi, are you dead, didn't squeak when you die!"

Grass Nima's, the corpse emperor who finally calmed down and cultivated was yelled at by Wang Yuanfang, and the little corpse qi it had just accumulated with bated breath was gone.

Big zongzi, what the hell is that? Can I describe my dignified corpse emperor like that? Do you think it's the Dragon Boat Festival? The nose of the corpse emperor trapped in the bronze coffin was crooked by Wang Yuanfang. This kid is so immoral!

"Little rabbit cub, when the widow goes out, I will definitely break your corpse into ten thousand pieces......" was stirred up by Wang Yuanfang like this, the corpse emperor couldn't calm down at all to cultivate, whenever it forced itself to calm down, Wang Yuanfang would always make something to stimulate it!

"Calm down, I want to calm down......" The Corpse Emperor forced himself to calm down. It has already entered the sub-hour, it must recover to the living corpse cultivation as soon as possible, and then open the bronze coffin and go out to absorb the corpse qi, and break through to the realm of the corpse immortal in the remaining time!

The bronze coffin has six buttons, and this is what it has discussed with the underworld, and only these six copper buckles are fastened. Once it has a living corpse cultivation, it can push open the coffin board and go out.

"Big zongzi, don't be silent, if it's hot and you can't stand it, turn around, bake the whole body evenly, and it will be convenient for Lao Tzu to wipe the barbecue sauce for a while......" The copper coffin was too hot, Wang Yuanfang took his flat pole that picked things in and knocked on the coffin and said: "Don't bake yourself, you big zongzi is what I eat during the Dragon Boat Festival!"

"Ula, roar......" The Corpse Emperor couldn't stand it anymore, and it roared angrily. The little corpse qi that had just forced himself to calm down and condensed was very dispersed again. It's still a zombie with ordinary cultivation.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Let the widow out......" The Corpse Emperor roared with his feet on the coffin board of the bronze coffin.

"Don't let it go, you are the big zongzi I want to eat during the Dragon Boat Festival, I will never let you out until it is steamed......"

"Peat......" The corpse emperor was about to cry, thinking of his situation, it was really similar to a big zongzi, being steamed in a coffin by a fool.

It's just that this is the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, what kind of zongzi do you eat!

"This corpse emperor is so pitiful......"

On the special car of the Emei faction, a group of Emei disciples accompanied the silent master to stare at the big screen, holding their breath and looking at the corpse emperor in Wang Yuanfang's fire-roasted copper coffin. Suddenly, Wu Si Dan, who was standing next to the silent master, sighed faintly.

"......" Shitai Shizun turned his head and glared at his proud disciple, and then nodded thoughtfully, and said with emotion: "It's really pitiful!"

The silent master thought to himself, being steamed so much by a human cultivator, even if it was born as a corpse emperor, I am afraid that it would not have the face to mix in this world in the future!

In the same opinion as the silent master, there are also those human mages and officials who also watched the scene of Wang Yuanfang roasting the corpse emperor in front of the screen. They all sighed, this little Wang Daoyou is really crazy, this corpse emperor is really unlucky! encountered such a strange thing, and even used the three indiscriminate methods of burning the copper coffin.

However, looking at the corpse emperor who was beating and beating violently in the bronze coffin, as if he had gone crazy, they had to convince Wang Yuanfang's hand. The people in the spell world are okay, they don't have much desire for Qing Xiu.

But those who were officials were different, and after they saw Wang Yuanfang's tricks, they all rubbed their hands excitedly. Especially those ministerial-level high-ranking officials, they are the most excited, they can be said to be extremely filthy to get to this day, but after seeing Wang Yuanfang's methods, they feel that they still have room for improvement.

This method of driving people crazy without killing people and setting fire is really high, and they have made up their minds that once Wang Yuanfang comes back, they must find Wang Yuanfang to worship their teacher, learn those shameless methods, and contribute to their careers.

"Finally a living corpse is cultivated!" The Corpse Emperor took a deep breath and said faintly. After staying up for five minutes, he achieved nothing, but he finally stepped into his own living corpse cultivation and had the ability to open the coffin.

"Open!" The corpse emperor made a fierce effort, broke free of the ox rope and red rope tied to it, and then held up the coffin board with both hands, and kicked the coffin board with both legs.

"Boom!" The corpse emperor opened the coffin and made the copper coffin shake violently, but the coffin board still did not move, and it was still covered on top of the copper coffin.

"Boom!" The Corpse Emperor kicked the coffin board again, making a deafening sound. But it was still the same, the copper coffin just shook a little, and the coffin board lid still didn't move at all.

"What's going on?" The corpse emperor was stunned for a moment, just now with his own strength, let alone six buckles, even if there are ten buckles, the coffin board should fly out!

"Don't kick it, I won't let you out until your big rice dumpling is fully cooked!" Wang Yuanfang patted the bronze coffin of the corpse emperor with a flat pole and said: "Let me tell you the truth, this copper coffin has been welded to death by me, and now I still have more than ten thick iron chains tied to the outside of the copper coffin......

"Ula, I'll kill you......" After hearing Wang Yuanfang say that the copper coffin was welded to death, and more than ten iron chains were still tied, the corpse emperor collapsed.

"Knock knock knock......" The corpse emperor desperately kicked the coffin board of the copper coffin, hysterically beating in the hope of breaking the copper coffin and coming out.