The screaming cook shook her head frantically, trying to disperse the evil spirit in front of her. But as a result, the corpse of the undead stood in front of his eyes.

"Hiccup!" didn't come up in one breath, and the cook fainted.

"Did anyone scare her?" Fenghua originally thought that he would come out and tell the crybaby that he was okay, otherwise he would have rushed up.

Looking at the window and not needing to take the stairs, I jumped down, but I didn't expect to see Chang Wei, so I was ready to praise the rabbit meat pot that Chang Wei made was particularly fragrant, and she hadn't opened her mouth yet, why did she suddenly faint?

Raising their heads blankly, those who admired the howling and crying of the Thirteen Pavilion Pavilion Masters grinned. It should be about the same, probably, you were scared, right?

Although, they didn't see what was scary about this girl in black, where she looked like an undead.

She has legs, shadows behind her, veils moving, and breathing. So, this is a living person without a doubt.

What happened to this Thirteen Pavilion Master of Piaoxiangju?

A strong person will have a life.

And the thirteen pavilion masters, each of them, still has unknown weaknesses.

At this point, they find themselves as if they have found a weakness that they have tasted so often.

She is afraid of the undead.

This cognition is spread to ten, ten to hundreds, hundreds to thousands, thousands and thousands, endlessly. Of course, this is all later.

At this time, the thirteen pavilion masters were stunned by Fenghua, and then the people of Piaoxiangju could only come out to surround Fenghua.

However, just when they were about to invite Fenghua into the group.

Those diners collectively rushed outside, rushed into the encirclement, and surrounded Fenghua.

"Crybaby, run!" A large wave of victims who have eaten the bitter snacks of the drama are coming. Fenghua stepped on the steps of a thousand phantoms and passed through the crowd in an instant.

I pulled someone by the hand and started the wild journey.

"Chase!"

"Don't run!"

"Stop!"

“……”

If someone runs, someone chases. A huge chase for the long dragon unfolded in this way within the territory of the Heavenly Domain.

"It's noisy." Looking at the boiling outside, Mo Crimson Bai was still sitting in the audience, looking at the noise outside with disgust.

When he turned around, he saw the closed door, and Mo Crimson did not choose to leave.

"Tamen Fighting Demon ......"

Also sitting here was the myrrh that didn't know when he picked the colored yarn hat, and asked with a big tongue: What happened to them?

It's a pity that the tongue is too big to speak normally.

The sound that had become unpleasant was like a shovel on a stone,

"Don't talk." Mo Crimson, who had been obediently waiting here, turned his head depressedly, and then put the cloth of the same style as myrrh on his face. "Cover."

"Greasy and cool hiccups, bucket book plain silver tears ......"

Grabbing that step, while myrrh is accusing Mo Crimson here, he doesn't forget to bring Fenghua: You two are not human!

Why bring it with you?

The reason for the matter is this, out of curiosity, myrrh was one of the first to taste the dim sum made by Fenghua.

Then, the bitter taste instantly filled the chest.

When he was depressed, he grabbed a bowl and poured it into his mouth.

And then you have to, hehe.

It was a bowl of soup that was put on the fire and often tasted by the little cook. In order to maintain the texture of the soup, the temperature is not as simple as scalding?