Even in the face of Long Yin, who saved his life, Shi Hao at this time still had a fierce look on his face.

It's like a dog that guards its food.

Seeing this, Long Yin's expression was as usual, and he said lightly: "Don't worry, I don't care about robbing other people's things." ”

"You can just do what you want, but please remember one thing, I have only kindness and no enmity against you, and I am not the one who wants to kill you."

"If you really become the king of this world, please take care of me, thank you."

Tula on the side laughed after a moment.

Even Shi Hao himself didn't quite believe Long Yin's words.

But Long Yin's next words made Shi Hao's heart surge: "This friend next to me doesn't know how great what you are about to do,"

"After all, you will be the first person to drive the dragon corpse from your corpse gate, the entire Dust Lake Corpse Sect, and even all the corpse chasing sects in the world."

"People who do big things are often not favored by the people around them, because the vast majority of people in this world have a narrow vision, but I am optimistic about you, come on."

After Long Yin finished speaking, Zhong Wen's eyes beside Shi Hao widened.

Will anyone believe this kind of foolishness?

However, Shi Hao listened with a moved face, and once thought that he had met a soulmate.

looked at Long Yin's eyes, and even gave birth to a trace of gratitude.

At this moment, Shi Hao's expression Zhong Wen was too familiar.

There are many group companies under his command that secretly operate gambling*, and Shi Hao in front of him is like a gambler who is about to be coaxed into making his last bet.

Zhong Wenwen also wanted to persuade Shi Hao to say a few words, after all, the two fled all the way and had a little feeling.

But seeing Shi Hao's expression, Zhong Wen decisively shut up.

Gamblers at the table can't wake up.

Zhong Wen knew that Shi Hao was not brainless, it was the dragon tomb behind him and the assumption that he was about to start a great career that blinded his judgment.

"Yes, yes! Mask-wearing, don't worry, when I catch up the dragon corpse, you will be my most powerful little brother! ”

The more Shi Hao spoke, the more excited he became, as if a good life was beckoning to him: "I'll eat meat and let you drink soup!" ”

Long Yin smiled: "It's an honor." ”

Shi Hao turned his head to Zhong Wen again and said, "Mr. Zhong, don't worry, I won't treat you badly!" Someone is bothering you? I made him for you! ”

Zhong Wen nodded silently and smiled awkwardly: "Thank you, thank you!" ”

Long Yin raised his hand, and he and the northern goat under Tula began to retreat all the way.

"Tomorrow night, the ghost aura of Zhongyuan Night is the strongest, and it will be easier to chase away corpses, future king, I am waiting for your good news."

Listening to Long Yin's words, Shi Hao was even more excited!

He turned and ran into the dragon tomb between the mountains on that side, and the sheep himself planted a corpse stick in the ground.

Zhong Wen in the back was stunned in place, and didn't know what to do for a while.

......

The northern foot of Kunlun Mountain.

Members of the "Death Scythe" special operation group, which departed from Kashi, arrived at the foot of the mountain by helicopter.

Everyone put on polar combat suits and black masks, only their eyes were exposed, and they packed their equipment and prepared to enter the mountains.

The Golden Knight Harlan counted the number of people, and there were two hundred and twenty-three people in total.

He was the first commander of this operation, and the second commander was the black woman Tinis from the Frankish condemners.

A black priest from the Afrigian region raised a bonfire on the ground, made intricate patterns out of stones, killed dozens of vultures, and distributed the vulture's blood to everyone to drink.

Harun and Tinis refused.

After that, the Black Priest sang and danced around the bonfire, and everyone in the Death Scythe only felt light and fluttering, and jumped forward with a light step!

Soon, the Death Scythe team set out.

Everyone was as swift as eagles, flying through the mountains!

As commanders, Harun and Tinis were able to keep up with the crowd even if they didn't drink vulture blood and didn't accept the blessings of the Black Priesthood.

......

On the last night before the Zhongyuan Ghost Festival, the north and south foothills of Kunlun Mountain were quiet.

There is only one place that is very lively.

Because of Long Yin's little tricks, there were no animals near the mountain road, so Yang Ning's dinner seemed to be a problem.

But it's just seeming.

Yang Ning took out a crystal glass doll that he hadn't seen for a long time, and inside the doll was a piece of blue water.

If you look closer, you can see the little sea ghosts soaked inside.

"Xiaohai, I don't have anything to eat......"

Far away in the sea area of Binhai City, the little sea ghost who was hiding in the sea and playing with fish suddenly looked up, and he saw Yang Ning's looming face in the starry sky.

At the same time, I heard Yang Ning's words.

The little sea ghost grinned, whoa!

Huge waves surged, carrying a large number of sea fish into the sky.

As a result, Ruan Kai and Han Yang, the two turtles, suddenly gained a little more knowledge.

Seeing the large sea fish that suddenly appeared and fell from the sky, Ruan Kai and Han Yang nodded in unison, "Well, this is very reasonable. ”

"Reasonable!"

Next, the little ghosts divided labor in an orderly manner, and the little bald heads made fires and processed seafood in the summer.

Pupil is responsible for inserting skewers, Honghong is responsible for roasting, poetry is responsible for handing, Yang Ning is responsible for eating, and Beibei is responsible for wiping the oil stains on the corners of Yang Ning's mouth.

Little Turtle and Chen Yamei are in charge of selling cuteness.

Working together, the division of labor is perfect.

Ruan Kai and Han Yang ate compressed dry food with three punches from the farmer.

Originally, Yang Ning wanted to beckon the two of them to eat together, but as soon as they wanted to step forward, a cold and faint voice sounded in their ears-

"You two, one is called Ruan Kai and the other is Han Yang, right?"

At the same time, there was the sound of the pages of Ming Ming's diary clattering and turning.

Ruan Kai immediately laughed and said, "I have a bad stomach and can't eat these things!" ”

Han Yang: "Me too! ”

Since this is the case, Yang Ning didn't force it, he ate a skewer of grilled fish in his hand with relish, and suddenly found that there was one less of the little ghosts.

Turning his head, Yang Ning saw that Sun Dapang was staring at the ghost pawns who were carrying their chariots.

I saw him shaking off half of his intestines pulled out of his stomach, staring at the ghost pawn in front of him who was more than two meters tall, with red skin and horns on his forehead, and asked, "You guys from below, can you also eat and?" ”

Ghost: "......"

The expression on the face of the ghost pawn who was staring at him moved slightly, and he did not speak.

Halfway through the night, eleven fifty-nine p.m.

Yang Ning, who had already finished dinner and rested for a while, began to eat supper, took the grilled squid in his hand and sighed: "Honghong, your barbecue skills are getting better and better!" ”

Listening to Yang Ning's praise, the always violent and cold-faced red grinned.

Turning his head to look in the direction of the Dragon Tomb, Yang Ning opened his mouth and ate the large slices of grilled squid into his mouth.

"Crunch, crunch!"

While eating, Yang Ning also sighed: "Well, this squid is crunchy!" ”

Just as he was eating with relish, the fifteenth of July came.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, the Kunlun Mountains in the thick night suddenly rose.

......