"Are you sure this will work?"

Kong Wu stood aside casually, quietly watching Jiang Di command the insects stained with human blood to destroy the formation.

Jiang Di froze on the ground indecently, turned his head and shouted, "Could it be that you expect someone to come and save us?" ”

Kong Wuwan smiled: "What if." ”

Behind him were several corpses.

But the terrifying face of the corpse could not hide his elegant, easy-going, ethereal temperament.

Jiang Di still feels in a trance when he thinks about it now.

How did they get trapped?

Humans are free to enter and leave his tomb, but he, the owner of the tomb, is trapped to death.

It's shameless to spread it.

He disgraced his brother!

Jiang Di turned his disgrace into strength to rise up, he clenched his fists, and his baby face was full of seriousness: "Counting on those humans to save us, I might as well count on the Ninth Boss to personally break the formation and come to pick us up...... Top dog!? ”

Kong Wu just wanted to say a ridiculous word.

Wu Jiu after the death of Turan.

Resolutely left and traveled to Kyushu.

When all of them thought that Tulan's behavior of exchanging death for peace in the world and peace for Wu Jiu was too stupid, Wu Jiu came back and sacrificed his body to the array.

So.

How could Wu Jiu, who should have been dead for many years, appear and still appear in this tomb?

Kong Wu subconsciously shook his head.

I felt that the power of the prison array was gradually fading, and their spells were slowly returning.

Kong Wu turned his head violently.

saw Yan Jiu who pinched the seal.

Netizens naturally saw Kong Wu.

[Opening lightning strike.] 】

[So handsome! geigei I can! 】

[Deal with the object, brother~]

[My friend wants to see a recent photo of the handsome guy, can Jiu Ye satisfy my friend? ] 】

[Everyone calm down, it's not filming, how can there be a handsome guy in the ancient tomb!? ] 】

[Non-human? More excited!! 】

[I can't lick Jiuye, can't I lick non-humans? ] 】

[Poof, Jiu Ye is more difficult to hammer than non-humans. 】

[Before entering the tomb: It's so scary, it's so gloomy, it's weird. After entering the tomb: I'm super, my husband loves it~~~]

[What's the matter, I went to the toilet, and then came back, the live broadcast room was full of bitter tea. 】

[Is this still a live broadcast of the ancient tomb?] 】

As soon as Kong Wu's appearance appeared under the camera, he instantly received a large wave of excited comments from netizens.

Looking at Kong Wu is just a little handsome.

If you look closely, it's not just a little handsome.

Handsome guys with cold looks will mostly be prohibitive, and suave looks will only make people scramble.

Netizens ignored the shock in Kong Wu's eyes.

Just licking your face across the screen.

[, this leg! Like Jiuye, they all live longer than me! 】

[In just a few seconds, hundreds of wallpapers. 】

[Gan, phantom/limb standing, secretly mouth one. 】

[Your comments make my heart ache, where is the politeness? ] Where is morality? Where is the burial site? 】

[Wow, wow, wow, there's a small one, no, I have to bear with it, this one is still small, it's a little bit. 】

[I've talked about it right away, and the handsome guys here are all my exes! ] Hahaha I'm not crazy! 】

[A little milky arsonist, I can't eat it, and it's hard to end up without marrying me. 】

[Your "eating" has a lot of meaning. 】

[Where?] Can you come out and let me kiss it? 】

Yan Jiu just wanted to take the initiative to turn off the live broadcast.

The live broadcast room was too presumptuous because of the comments.

Banned.

It's forbidden, it's gone!

Yan Jiu was numb for a second.

And what made her even more numb was still to come.

Jiang Di teleported in front of Yan Jiu: "Boss, you are still alive, what about my brother?" Is my brother alive too? ”

Like a child, he asked questions, long and short, and wanted to know everything he didn't know.

Yan Jiu looked at the baby-faced boy who was not as tall as her.

The reason why she broke the formation was that she recognized the two in front of her as friends of Guan Zi'an.

As for the words that came out of the boy's mouth.

Honestly.

She didn't understand a word.

Liu Fei was still vigilant.

After seeing Jiang Di's performance, he hesitated.

I'm afraid I'm not a fool?

Kong Wu looked at Yan Jiu.

The peacock feathers bound by the psoas muscles are windless and automatic, and the pattern gradually unfolds, like a god's eye that can peek into everything.

He saw Yan Jiu's soul clearly.

The body has yin energy, and the soul has yang energy, Yan Jiu's three souls and seven spirits are a little different from the original Wu Jiu.

It seems to be mixed with other spirits.

Kong Wu dragged Jiang Di behind him in the air: "She is not Lord Wu Jiu, or it should be said that she is just the reincarnation of Lord Wu Jiu, she doesn't remember the past, and she doesn't remember you and me." ”

Yan Jiu's surface was calm.

A thousand waves have been set off in my heart.

What did she just hear?

Is she the reincarnation of Wu Jiu?

That Wu Jiu who can't protect Turanyi?

The killer in Yan Jiu's brain was ignited.

Evil thoughts crawled out of the depths of his soul with a roar, wanting to wrap Yan Jiu and fall into the hell of Ah Bi.

This moment.

Yan Jiu had to think deeply about whether the people behind the scenes led her to the tomb for the purpose of causing her myocardial infarction.

Otherwise, what she saw and heard was so infuriating that people couldn't help but draw their knives.

Yan Jiu took a few deep breaths.

She is not Wu Jiu, and Lang Zongyi doesn't have to die for anyone anymore.

Yan Jiu comforted himself.

Remembering what she had overlooked.

Northwest tombs.

Yan Jiu met Wu Jiu's remnant soul.

The other party's mouth exchanged cultivation and doubt for Tulan's rebirth, and there may be other meanings.

And when she heard the whine that Yu Chen's soul was reading before he was scattered, maybe it was not crying, but Wu Jiu's "witch".

Yan Jiu rubbed his eyebrows.

The direction that Sanzhuxiang once guided was the northwest, so her senior brother was really Tulanyi in his previous life?

So.

Her past life liked her senior brother's past life!?

Yan Jiu had an indescribable heartbeat, and she hadn't found the cause of the movement yet.

No, it's not.

Say yes, but it's all speculation.

Maybe the relationship between Wu Jiu and Tulanyi is the same pure friendship as her and Lang Zongyi!

Yan Jiu refocused his gaze on the demons and the stiffness, trying to find a trace of ill will in them.

Jiang Di was locked by Yan Jiu's gaze, and he returned to indifference: "Reincarnation is not a person. ”

Yan Jiu didn't talk nonsense, left a circle of yellow talismans, grabbed Jiang Di and took him out of the tomb.

Jiang Di didn't resist, his scarlet eyes were puzzled, and he muttered: "It's strange, it's obviously not a person, why is the habit of pulling my collar still there." ”

Yan Jiu patronized the drawing of the shrunken ground into an inch symbol.

didn't listen to Jiang Di's words.

Liu Fei, who was wary of Jiang Di, heard it.

Before he could recover from the shock, he was startled by Yan Jiu's stiff operation again.

Capture the thief and capture the king first?

Yan Jiu deserves to be Yan Jiu!

As a matter of fact.

Yan Jiu just wanted to hear the story.

Kong Wu looks very smart.

Far less easy to deceive than Jiang Di.

Yan Jiu put down the person in his hand: "I'll ask you to answer." ”

Jiang Di subconsciously said: "Why ......?"

Yan Jiu popped out a finger.

The hundred-year-old peach tree turned into powder in an instant.

Jiang Di smiled and skillfully changed his voice: "What do you want to know." ”

Words to the lips.

Yan Jiu didn't know what to ask.

She looked not far away.

Even during the day.

The white mist still shrouded Peach Blossom Village, adding eerie horror to a few crooked-necked old trees.

Look at the shadows of the rugged trees.

Yan Jiu's mood gradually calmed down.

"Let's start with the story of Wu Jiu and Turanyi, for example, why do they intersect."

Yan Jiu's words sounded peaceful.

There was no doubt in his tone.

Jiang Di's eyes were dyed with nostalgia.

As the younger brother of Turan from the same mother and father, no one knows what happened better than him.