A palace made of piles of white bones sits in the endless desert, and when the cold moonlight shines with the countless white bones, it casts a mysterious veil over the entire white bone palace. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As the night fell, there was a grinding sound of "sizzling and la-la-" from time to time under the soft desert, as if countless people were grinding their teeth, which made people feel chills after listening to it.

This sound lasted for a moment, and in a short time, the flat surface of the desert was puffed up with sand dunes of different sizes, like the graves of human beings after death, densely packed and very conspicuous.

Immediately afterwards, the sand of the mounds became softer, and arched in the center, as if something had been buried in the ground, trying to get out with brute force.

"Bang-"

There was a muffled sound, and among the thousands of graves, the sand on one of the graves was chiseled out of it by an unknown force, and it splashed high and far away.

There was a tomb bag opened, as if it had an unparalleled tacit understanding, and then the sound of the tomb bag being chiseled was constantly resounding in the surroundings, and the sand and soil in the sky flew on this desert in an instant, rolling up the road tornado, dyeing all the space here golden yellow, so that the white bone palace built in the middle of the desert was not very real.

"Da-"

The pale palm stretched out from the grave bag in a daze, grabbed the more solid place of the sand and stone at the edge, and pulled the whole body up with his arm, and saw an old man's hideous ghost with dead gray eyes struggling to drill out, and the joints around the body of the activist made a violent sound of "crackling-".

With the first one there will be a second, and when the first goblin crawls out of the bottom of the desert, tens of thousands of similar substances will rush back to the ground and roar at the moon with their heads up, and even greedily absorb the aura of the night.

The purpose of the existence of these ghosts is to protect the White Bone Palace in the center, and tonight's White Bone Palace is still peaceful and surprising, and only one person lives here in the huge palace.

After about a quarter of an hour, the nocturnal goblins were standing in the desert, and the palace finally seemed no longer lonely.

Suddenly, there was a violent commotion at the end of the desert in the distance, and in the White Bone Palace, the hazy figure standing alone smiled slightly, turned around and came to the gate, as if waiting for something.

The goblins of the desert lined up in an orderly manner, leaving a wide avenue in the middle, large enough for three carriages to walk side by side.

Respectfully bowing their heads, the ghosts greeted with a sincere heart that was almost the supreme existence for them, that was their master, and at the same time the big man who lived in the White Bone Palace, the reason why these ghosts were able to live peacefully until now was all dependent on the protection of the owner of the White Bone Palace, otherwise, maybe they would have become the food of other evil ghosts, and the meat in their stomachs.

Walking on the soft sand, the huge white jade skeleton rarely did not cause a sound comparable to an earthquake, and the little girl standing on the palm of the skeleton made a full posture of the superior, pinching her waist with both hands, holding her head high, holding her chest as flat as the earth, revealing a haughty demeanor, and every time she passed, the whispering there suddenly stopped, and the ghosts standing on both sides looked at the little girl who was high above with adoration, and did not neglect her attitude at all because of her height.

The girl walking beside the skeleton always had a faint smile on her face, like a spring breeze, giving the other ghosts an amiable impression.

Unlike the eyes that looked at the little girl, most of the ghosts who followed the girl showed a respectful look, as if in some ways the girl's behavior impressed them, and from the heart there was a sense of respect.

A palace made of piles of white bones sits in the endless desert, and when the cold moonlight shines with the countless white bones, it casts a mysterious veil over the entire white bone palace.

As the night fell, there was a grinding sound of "sizzling and la-la-" from time to time under the soft desert, as if countless people were grinding their teeth, which made people feel chills after listening to it.

This sound lasted for a moment, and in a short time, the flat surface of the desert was puffed up with sand dunes of different sizes, like the graves of human beings after death, densely packed and very conspicuous.

Immediately afterwards, the sand of the mounds became softer, and arched in the center, as if something had been buried in the ground, trying to get out with brute force.

"Bang-"

There was a muffled sound, and among the thousands of graves, the sand on one of the graves was chiseled out of it by an unknown force, and it splashed high and far away.

There was a tomb bag opened, as if it had an unparalleled tacit understanding, and then the sound of the tomb bag being chiseled was constantly resounding in the surroundings, and the sand and soil in the sky flew on this desert in an instant, rolling up the road tornado, dyeing all the space here golden yellow, so that the white bone palace built in the middle of the desert was not very real.

"Da-"

The pale palm stretched out from the grave bag in a daze, grabbed the more solid place of the sand and stone at the edge, and pulled the whole body up with his arm, and saw an old man's hideous ghost with dead gray eyes struggling to drill out, and the joints around the body of the activist made a violent sound of "crackling-".

With the first one there will be a second, and when the first goblin crawls out of the bottom of the desert, tens of thousands of similar substances will rush back to the ground and roar at the moon with their heads up, and even greedily absorb the aura of the night.

The purpose of the existence of these ghosts is to protect the White Bone Palace in the center, and tonight's White Bone Palace is still peaceful and surprising, and only one person lives here in the huge palace.

After about a quarter of an hour, the nocturnal goblins were standing in the desert, and the palace finally seemed no longer lonely.

Suddenly, there was a violent commotion at the end of the desert in the distance, and in the White Bone Palace, the hazy figure standing alone smiled slightly, turned around and came to the gate, as if waiting for something.

The goblins of the desert lined up in an orderly manner, leaving a wide avenue in the middle, large enough for three carriages to walk side by side.

Respectfully bowing their heads, the ghosts greeted with a sincere heart that was almost the supreme existence for them, that was their master, and at the same time the big man who lived in the White Bone Palace, the reason why these ghosts were able to live peacefully until now was all dependent on the protection of the owner of the White Bone Palace, otherwise, maybe they would have become the food of other evil ghosts, and the meat in their stomachs.

Walking on the soft sand, the huge white jade skeleton rarely did not cause a sound comparable to an earthquake, and the little girl standing on the palm of the skeleton made a full posture of the superior, pinching her waist with both hands, holding her head high, holding her chest as flat as the earth, revealing a haughty demeanor, and every time she passed, the whispering there suddenly stopped, and the ghosts standing on both sides looked at the little girl who was high above with adoration, and did not neglect her attitude at all because of her height.

The girl walking beside the skeleton always had a faint smile on her face, like a spring breeze, giving the other ghosts an amiable impression.

Unlike the eyes that looked at the little girl, most of the ghosts who followed the girl showed a respectful look, as if in some ways the girl's behavior impressed them, and from the heart there was a sense of respect.

A palace made of piles of white bones sits in the endless desert, and when the cold moonlight shines with the countless white bones, it casts a mysterious veil over the entire white bone palace.

As the night fell, there was a grinding sound of "sizzling and la-la-" from time to time under the soft desert, as if countless people were grinding their teeth, which made people feel chills after listening to it.

This sound lasted for a moment, and in a short time, the flat surface of the desert was puffed up with sand dunes of different sizes, like the graves of human beings after death, densely packed and very conspicuous.

Immediately afterwards, the sand of the mounds became softer, and arched in the center, as if something had been buried in the ground, trying to get out with brute force.

"Bang-"

There was a muffled sound, and among the thousands of graves, the sand on one of the graves was chiseled out of it by an unknown force, and it splashed high and far away.

There was a tomb bag opened, as if it had an unparalleled tacit understanding, and then the sound of the tomb bag being chiseled was constantly resounding in the surroundings, and the sand and soil in the sky flew on this desert in an instant, rolling up the road tornado, dyeing all the space here golden yellow, so that the white bone palace built in the middle of the desert was not very real.

"Da-"

The pale palm stretched out from the grave bag in a daze, grabbed the more solid place of the sand and stone at the edge, and pulled the whole body up with his arm, and saw an old man's hideous ghost with dead gray eyes struggling to drill out, and the joints around the body of the activist made a violent sound of "crackling-".

With the first one there will be a second, and when the first goblin crawls out of the bottom of the desert, tens of thousands of similar substances will rush back to the ground and roar at the moon with their heads up, and even greedily absorb the aura of the night.

The purpose of the existence of these ghosts is to protect the White Bone Palace in the center, and tonight's White Bone Palace is still peaceful and surprising, and only one person lives here in the huge palace.

After about a quarter of an hour, the nocturnal goblins were standing in the desert, and the palace finally seemed no longer lonely.

Suddenly, there was a violent commotion at the end of the desert in the distance, and in the White Bone Palace, the hazy figure standing alone smiled slightly, turned around and came to the gate, as if waiting for something.

The goblins of the desert lined up in an orderly manner, leaving a wide avenue in the middle, large enough for three carriages to walk side by side.

Respectfully bowing their heads, the ghosts greeted with a sincere heart that was almost the supreme existence for them, that was their master, and at the same time the big man who lived in the White Bone Palace, the reason why these ghosts were able to live peacefully until now was all dependent on the protection of the owner of the White Bone Palace, otherwise, maybe they would have become the food of other evil ghosts, and the meat in their stomachs.

Walking on the soft sand, the huge white jade skeleton rarely did not cause a sound comparable to an earthquake, and the little girl standing on the palm of the skeleton made a full posture of the superior, pinching her waist with both hands, holding her head high, holding her chest as flat as the earth, revealing a haughty demeanor, and every time she passed, the whispering there suddenly stopped, and the ghosts standing on both sides looked at the little girl who was high above with adoration, and did not neglect her attitude at all because of her height.

The girl walking beside the skeleton always had a faint smile on her face, like a spring breeze, giving the other ghosts an amiable impression.

Unlike the eyes that looked at the little girl, most of the ghosts who followed the girl showed a respectful look, as if in some ways the girl's behavior impressed them, and from the heart there was a sense of respect.

A palace made of piles of white bones sits in the endless desert, and when the cold moonlight shines with the countless white bones, it casts a mysterious veil over the entire white bone palace.

As the night fell, there was a grinding sound of "sizzling and la-la-" from time to time under the soft desert, as if countless people were grinding their teeth, which made people feel chills after listening to it.

This sound lasted for a moment, and in a short time, the flat surface of the desert was puffed up with sand dunes of different sizes, like the graves of human beings after death, densely packed and very conspicuous.

Immediately afterwards, the sand of the mounds became softer, and arched in the center, as if something had been buried in the ground, trying to get out with brute force.

"Bang-"

There was a muffled sound, and among the thousands of graves, the sand on one of the graves was chiseled out of it by an unknown force, and it splashed high and far away.

There was a tomb bag opened, as if it had an unparalleled tacit understanding, and then the sound of the tomb bag being chiseled was constantly resounding in the surroundings, and the sand and soil in the sky flew on this desert in an instant, rolling up the road tornado, dyeing all the space here golden yellow, so that the white bone palace built in the middle of the desert was not very real.

"Da-"

The pale palm stretched out from the grave bag in a daze, grabbed the more solid place of the sand and stone at the edge, and pulled the whole body up with his arm, and saw an old man's hideous ghost with dead gray eyes struggling to drill out, and the joints around the body of the activist made a violent sound of "crackling-".

With the first one there will be a second, and when the first goblin crawls out of the bottom of the desert, tens of thousands of similar substances will rush back to the ground and roar at the moon with their heads up, and even greedily absorb the aura of the night.

The purpose of the existence of these ghosts is to protect the White Bone Palace in the center, and tonight's White Bone Palace is still peaceful and surprising, and only one person lives here in the huge palace.

After about a quarter of an hour, the nocturnal goblins were standing in the desert, and the palace finally seemed no longer lonely. (To be continued.) )