"Let's go together!" The old man opened coldly, "Yes!" I saw a black shadow flashing, and dozens of moves were dismantled in an instant, and the twenty-one warlocks were all injured, large and small. And Yusheng was not injured at all.

Yusheng seemed to be sleepy, yawned lazily, and squinted his eyes slightly: "This king won't play with you anymore, it's over!" A thick cloud of black qi surrounded Yusheng, and gradually, it began to corpse in the way of the naked eye. The slender hand grew long, black claws, about a foot long, long blood-eating fangs at the corners of the mouth, and a tear-like black spot appeared on the forehead. He was completely corpsed.

The warlocks present were all shocked, he turned out to be the ┄ Corpse King! They thought he was just a man-eating ghost, so they weren't very worried, but they never thought that he was the Corpse King. It's an invulnerable, immortal and indestructible evil creature that can take the opponent's spiritual power for its own use, and it is a mysterious existence. They have only read it in books, and when they see it in reality, they are not scared to death!

"Corpse, corpse king! The old man said in a trembling voice, nervous and worried, but also very excited and high-spirited ┄ The corpse has five treasures, one is the eyes ┄ can be demagogic, which is equivalent to soul dementorship, once it is dementored, it will become a ghoul and only listen to the words of the corpse; The second is that the fangs can cure all poisons, and after brewing and drinking, they can be refined, and they can get the body of ten thousand poisons; The third is that the corpse hair can be used as a weapon (strings and the like), which can create a misty sound and make the enemy feel pain; Fourth, the black tears between the foreheads, with black tears, you can walk freely in the mountain of corpses, and you will be found if you don't shoot at all;

Yusheng solved the eight warlocks in an instant, and his heart was all in his stomach one by one, and he looked disgusting, no!

There is still bright red blood at the corners of the mouth, so red that it is bewitching, so red that it is suffocating, and when the breeze blows, there is still the smell of blood everywhere.

"Stop!" A red-clothed night fall appeared in front of Yusheng, the clouds slowly left, and the faint moonlight gently sprinkled down, putting on a layer of snow clothes for her, and the silver-white snow clothes seemed to be alive, adding a touch of coldness to her.

When Yusheng heard this, he smiled and said coldly: "Sister, you're here?!"

The breeze blew the dark hair of the night city: "Ah Sheng." Yusheng's figure slammed suddenly, I don't know whether he was surprised or excited, and said cautiously: "You, do you remember?" Ye Chengcheng shook his head: "No, I don't remember anything, but I know that your name is Ah Sheng." It's a familiar feeling, do we know each other, why does my heart hurt so much?" Faintly, Yusheng saw the tears in the corners of Ye Chengcheng's eyes, afraid that he would not be able to bear it, so he hurriedly turned his head away, and pretended to be indifferent: "You are all harmed!"

Yusheng didn't care about the warlocks, lifted the black robe, pointed to the empty place in his heart, and sneered: "Here, you gave it to me, why? Why, sister? Oh, you don't remember, but I do! I remember when you dug it with a knife, hehe, you dug it with your own hands." It's you, digging it with your own hands!"

Yusheng's figure in the moonlight was very lonely, like a child who had been abandoned.

The rest of the warlocks didn't know why: what heart-digging, what sister, what was their relationship, what happened back then?

Suddenly, the sword light flashed, but it entered the heart of the night city. Everyone was stunned, the sword should have entered Yusheng's heart, but at the critical moment, she blocked it for him. She didn't know why, she didn't want him to get hurt, not even a little.