Zhong Zhaoming, who had recovered his spirits, ran to the river to look around for a while, and then ran back, shouting at Xiaojin: "What are you still doing in a daze! Hurry up and salvage the Tongxuan post of the young master and your young master Sun!"

Xiao Jin pursed his lips, "Didn't I just say that there are rapids in this river basin! It was a fluke to be able to bring your little henchman ashore from the water at that time." If I go into the water now, I'm afraid that the post won't be fished up, but I'll give my life there!"

"Among us people, you are good at water! If you don't fish, who will!"

"You have the ability, you can go into the water and fish! I can't catch it anyway!" Xiao Jin shook his hand, indicating that he would not do it.

"You cheap servant! If the master knows how to use water, he still needs you! I don't want to fish, and I still clamore with the master here! Who gave you such great ability! The master told you that the master can use you, and that is your honor! You have to do it for the master even if you risk your life!"

Zhong Zhaoming didn't care about the lives of others, and he said the messenger so justifiably that he succeeded in angering Qiao Song.

"Brother Zhong!" Qiao Song shouted angrily, and then stood in front of Xiao Jin, with a heroic posture, using his thin body to provide Xiao Jin with a strong and reliable protective barrier. "Xiao Jin grew up with me since he was a child, and I have long regarded him as a brother, and I will not let him take risks!"

It was the first time that Young Master Sun was so strongly maintained, and it was also the first time to hear Young Master Sun say such warm words, and Xiao Jin's heart surged with warm currents.

Zhong Zhaoming opened his mouth and there was another wave of ridicule:

"Your grandfather has a relationship with a stinky Hanako, and you recognize a subordinate as a brother! Your family is good enough! Is it really a family that doesn't enter the door! I listen to you every day with a brother Zhong, and I am almost disgusted to death when I hear it! Don't call me Brother Zhong in the future, I don't want to be a brother with a lowly pusbag like you!"

Xiao Jin rushed to stand in front of Qiao Song, and the momentum of the quarrel was not weaker than that of the young master of the Longling Zhong clan at all, "My young master Sun treats you sincerely! How can you really treat my young master Sun as a friend! I have always seen you, the young master of the Longling Zhong clan, call my young master Sun like a human being! I wondered, you and my young master Sun are both direct descendants of the sect, why are you superior in front of my young master Sun!"

Xiao Jin is guilty of the following offenses and is regarded as disrespectful.

"Xiao Jin!" Qiao Song scolded Xiao Jin.

He knew that Xiao Jin was angry with him and was unfair. But he also knew that Zhong Zhaoming had always had a small belly and chicken intestines.

Xiao Jin's disrespectful remarks to Zhong Zhaoming this time will definitely be hated, and I am afraid that the future will not be easy.

In that case, it's not worth it!

Xiao Jin snorted heavily at Zhong Zhaoming, not caring what would happen to him.

What Longling Zhong's!

There is no Longling Zhong clan here, and there is no Chai Sangqiao clan, some are just a group of victims in the same situation!

I can't save my life, what else is there to scruple about!

Zhong Zhaoming has always regarded himself very highly, where can he stand the anger of his subordinates.

His angry face was distorted, his whole body trembled, and even the hands that were angrily pointing at Xiao Jin and Qiao Song were almost unstable.

"You... You guys... If this is in Longling, see how I clean you up!"

He looked as if he had just rolled in a mud pit, and his angry appearance was not the slightest deterrent, but only made people think he was funny.

Anyway, they all tore their faces, and now Xiao Jin is not afraid to tear everyone's face thoroughly.

"Young Master Zhong, I'm afraid you don't understand your current situation! If you don't understand, then I'll tell you, you are now reduced to just like us, an outlaw! If you are not afraid of death and disdain to be with us people, then take your people to find another way out!

If you still want to rely on us along the way, or if you are afraid that you will be lonely on the Huangquan Road, and want to drag us to die with you, then I advise you to be polite to us!

After saying this call, Xiao Jin somewhat understood why the young master of the Longling Zhong clan liked to talk to people so much. He found that talking to people like this is a way of catharsis, and after catharsis, it is quite refreshing!

It's just a little bit of a liver injury.

Zhong Zhaoming, the young master of the Zhong clan in Longling, was so frightened by a subordinate that he had never looked at him that he couldn't get off the stage, and he couldn't help but be angry and hateful, and his gnashing of teeth looked like he was going to peel and file Xiaojin.

didn't have the same knowledge as such subordinates, but he was angry with Qiao Song: "Qiao Song, you discipline your subordinates like this, right!"

Xiao Jin glanced at Dongzi, who was shrunken, and snorted again: "Isn't it usually that Young Master Zhong is also yelled at by your family's subordinates in front of our young master Sun, how do you discipline your subordinates?"

Qiao Song quietly looked at Zhong Zhaoming, whose face was pale, "Brother Zhong, I don't think there's anything wrong with what Xiao Jin said. If we are still too busy to take care of ourselves, how can we take care of you. We are all in the same situation right now, and if we can't help each other, but just blindly put our hope in others, it will only make our situation even more difficult. It's not that we don't want to help you, but if you think it's natural to help you, then you're wrong—helping you out of affection. If I don't help you, that's my duty. ”

"You..."

The young master of the Chai Sangqiao clan that Zhong Zhaoming knows is a cowardly and submissive person, but who is the person in front of him who speaks confidently and a little hard, and who has the same face as the young master of the Chai Sangqiao clan?

Zhong Zhaoming, who couldn't adapt to it for a while, looked at Qiao Song in a daze, and forgot what he should say next.

An Shiqing on the side thought that they would discuss any good ideas after arguing, but they watched such a good show of "we are plastic brothers".

She interrupted them: "What's the noise?" What's the matter with this bell, it was also invited by Sect Master Qiao to get on the boat, how can you say that you will leave him behind. ”

Her two sentences fueled Zhong Zhaoming's arrogance.

"That's it, if I have any three strengths and two shortcomings, see how you explain it to your grandfather!"

Zhong Zhaoming became arrogant again, his eyes touched the undisguised disgust on Xiao Jin's face, and he couldn't help but be afraid in his heart, and didn't dare to say anything more.

He secretly decided to endure the humiliation for a while.

After this journey, let's see how these wastes can still bully him!

At this time, Dongzi whispered: "What a taste... It stinks!"

As he spoke, he wrinkled his nose and looked disgusted.

An Shiqing sniffed, and really smelled a foul smell like a rotting corpse in the fishy river breeze, and immediately changed his complexion, and his heart was instantly swept by the stormy waves.

"Fog grass! It's a ghost!"

"Spectre corpses!?"

Others were frightened.

Qiao Song hurriedly drew his sword to defend himself.

Zhong Zhaoming didn't react yet, he looked around in a panic, didn't find anything unusual, and turned to An Shiqing to lose his temper:

"Who are you scaring about! How could there be a ghost corpse here!"

As he spoke, he clutched his sword.

An Shiqing sneered coldly: "How can the Longling Zhong clan raise a disciple who can't even distinguish the smell of the ghostly corpse, and he is still directly related." Young Master Zhong is so big, I'm afraid he hasn't hunted the ghost corpse yet. ”

She really got it right.

Zhong Zhaoming was annoyed and ashamed, and argued forcefully: "You are raised for nothing by the thousands of children of our sect, and you don't need a master to do such a job as killing the ghostly corpse!"

"You're amazing, then when the ghost corpse comes, it's all up to you. I have spoken to you first, and I cannot give you substantial help. After that, An Shiqing took the sword and found a place to hide.

Seeing that she opened her legs and fled, Qiao Song and Zhong Zhaoming were very crying and laughing.

They all thought that An Shiqing was a loose cultivator in the past who was still strong, but they didn't expect that he was an inferior product who was defeated in the middle and strong outside!

"Ahhhh "It's coming, it's coming, young master, there's really a ghost!

The corpse is the embodiment of the dead.

Ordinary ghosts are people who died in vain, and there are people who have deep hatreds and grievances before they die.

Since the birth of the Demon Lord, some of the following Demon Cultivators have specialized in this way, and with a little processing, they can arouse the grievances of the deceased before their death, and refine the ghostly corpse.

The ghost corpse is not afraid of death and has no sense of pain, it is easy to manipulate and not easy to destroy, and it is also extremely aggressive. Such a puppet forms a large army, and that is a powerful fighting force. This kind of thing, when the Demon Lord was in power, was deeply loved by the Demon Cultivators.

Although An Shiqing had given them a preventive injection in advance, after seeing the corpse, Zhong Zhaoming and Qiao Song, the two little teenagers, were still scared.

The ghost corpse is coming.

And more than one!

Qiao Song held his sword horizontally in front of him.

Zhong Zhaoming was also busy drawing his sword.

The two of them involuntarily stepped back.

Behind them is the Suihe River, and on both sides are the river beaches, they have no way to retreat, even if they choose the way to escape, it is too late!

Warning!

A wave of ghosts is approaching!

Even if he was too scared, Xiao Jin still planned to fight against the ghost corpse with Young Master Sun.

And Dongzi, who had no chance, had already been frightened, and had been hiding behind his young master and shivering.

There's an even less promising one over there—

An Shiqing kept planing on the river beach not far away.

Others were shocked.

The corpses are almost here, and she still has the leisure to play in the mud!?

Soon, a mud pit appeared in front of An Shiqing.

She's actually digging a pit?

What is she digging holes for?

I guess I want to bury myself alive!

That's right.

Qiao Song suddenly realized: "That's right! The ghost corpse will not attack the dead! Xiao Jin, you are like that girl, you also dig a pit in the ground that can bury you alive, and paste some stinky mud on your body when you lie in!

Xiao Jin seriously doubted: "Does this really work?"

"It works!" Qiao Song was very sure, "My grandfather told me!"

"Young Master Sun, that's... What about you?" Xiao Jinxin believed, but he was a little panicked.

There are so many ghost corpses, he is worried that their young master Sun will not be able to bear it.

Qiao Song hurriedly said: "Hurry up! I'll help you delay time!"

"Oh oh oh!" Xiao Jin hurriedly went to find a soft and easy to dig ground, knelt down and dug the pit with both hands, making his hands full of mud and did not stop, but a pair of eyes always paid attention to the situation on Qiao Song's side.

Dongzi also did the same, and without waiting for his young master's instructions, he also went to dig a pit.

Zhong Zhaoming has always regarded himself very highly, and he disdains to use the trick of pretending to be dead to avoid the ghostly corpse. In order to be majestic in front of everyone, he suppressed the fear in his heart and raised his sword to kill the ghostly corpse.

"Just these few bedbugs, I can get rid of them all by myself!"