puff!

An iron cone stabbed into the cone hole behind the neck of the zombie's character "Soldier" and penetrated its cranial and head diagonally. The tip of the iron cone stained with blood and brain substance emerged from the bone crevice on the top of the head.

Linbing is the center, and the word "王" is destroyed, and the nine remaining six are the only ones, and Linbing is the most respected.

The stone altar raised by the giant corpse still did not fall, and suddenly it threw the altar out with its backhand.

The goal is a corpse-driver in the air.

The corpse-driver reacted immediately and sacrificed the small Yin Gong. The small Yin Gong grew to a diameter of one meter at an astonishing speed, like a giant shield, blocking the front of the altar flying in at high speed.

when!

The loud noise of the Yin Gong hit was deafening, and the sound waves spread in the air, and the air in the hall was violently swelled by the sound of the gong.

The blocked altar fell straight down. Bai Yugong and Qin Lang were frightened as they looked at the work falling toward their heads. Fortunately, the two ends of the altar fell on the ground, and their heads were just in the middle space. Fortunately, they escaped the disaster and did not cause any harm to them.

The huge blood palm that enveloped Bai Yu Palace's head also trembled violently due to the vibration.

Zhao Changqing bit his lip and the moment he felt relieved, he picked up his pen and completed the last two lines of "The Song of Haoran Zhengqi" - reading the book on the wind eaves, and reading the ancient roads.

The already dim golden light brightened again, and the vast light soared into the sky, penetrated the black fog, penetrated the holes in the roof, and even penetrated the body of the corpse-driver.

The corpse-driver was burned with his eyes by the sudden increase of golden light. He wanted to ascend, cross the eaves, and temporarily escape from the golden hall.

Zhao Changqing took out the seal and pressed the cinnabar mark.

boom!

Tens of red lights rose from the long scroll, and the giant palms formed by black mist and blood were pierced by the red light, and millions of small holes appeared, which then collapsed and dissipated.

The corpse-driver groaned and accelerated the escape process. When he was about to escape from the hole on the roof, the two arms of the representative of the giant corpse, grabbed the corpse-driver, pulled him out of the air, and then slapped him on the ground.

The corpse-driver was broken and his bones were about to break. Before he could get up, the lower limb, which was moving forward, kicked his abdomen, and the corpse-driver's body rushed towards the corner of the wall against the ground.

He saw a little cold light, which was the tip of the knife in Gao Hanyang's hand. Gao Hanyang did not move, waiting for the rabbit, but the corpse-driven man could not avoid it. He screamed from the bottom of his heart because of fear.

His heart took the initiative to pounce on the tip of the knife. His body, which was moving forward at high speed, was pierced by the long knife, and continued to move forward due to inertia, and he kept pressing against the knife thigh before stopping the momentum of rushing forward.

Gao Hanyang stepped on the chest of the corpse driver, pulled out a long knife, and cut off the head of the corpse driver with a backhand.

The knife fell, and the head flew up, falling on the "Song of Haoran" that Zhao Changqing had just finished writing.

When Zhao Changqing saw the bloody head, he subconsciously picked it up. When he saw that it was a head, he screamed in fear and fainted on the spot.

Gao Hanyang looked both angry and funny when he looked. What was the spirit of writing so hard just now?

A scholar who has no use!

The giant corpses composed of seven zombies dissipated their souls and fell to the ground one after another, motionless.

Gao Hanyang walked towards Qin Lang with a long sword thrown by blood. During the fierce battle, he still watched all directions and saw Qin Lang's resurrection with his own eyes. This was the worst time he had been deceived in his life.

Qin Lang stood up, holding Gao Hanyang's short knife in his hand, which was also the one he had stabbed into his heart.

Gao Hanyang's eyes fell on the knife, and he nodded and said, "The knife is good!"

Qin Lang said: "Your!"

Gao Hanyang said: "I'm giving it to you!" He even put the knife in the sheath and walked out the door with big strides.

Qin Lang fumbled on the headless corpse of the corpse-driver for a while and called Gao Hanyang: "Hey!"

Gao Hanyang turned his head and saw a golden light flying towards him. He reached out to grab it, but it was a pure gold seal.

"It's not polite to come but not come!"

Gao Hanyang laughed loudly, put away the golden seal and strode into the storm.

After Gao Hanyang left, Zhao Changqing woke up. In fact, he pretended to be honest, and honest people also had the wisdom of honest people. When the corpse driver died, Gao Hanyang might be the next one to kill him. Perhaps only by pretending to be unconscious can he escape the disaster. Facts have proved that Gao Hanyang has lost interest in him and has made all the poisonous oaths, so he can't violate it.

When Zhao Changqing saw Qin Lang resurrected from the dead, he wanted to go over and talk to him. Bai Yugong said, "No need to say anything, don't say anything, leave here quickly. From now on, you don't know us, and we don't know you. Let's go one by one."

"I……"

"What do I do? If it weren't for you, how could we get into such a big trouble?"

"You..."

"What are you? You haven't hurt us enough? Do you want to harm us again?"

Zhao Changqing was speechless, dejected, and drooped his head. Suddenly, he heard a cry outside, but it was Shu Tong Ming'er, who rode the dark horse to escape. Unexpectedly, the dark horse took him around and then back. He was pulled down from the horse's back by Gao Hanyang at the door, and slapped him hard and threw it into the mud.

Zhao Changqing looked at the corpses all over the ground and knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. He hugged Qin Lang and clasped his fists.

Qin Lang returned the courtesy and said, "Brother Zhao takes care of it!"

Zhao Changqing pursed his lips. Although there were only four simple words, it was affirmation and respect for him. The person who was most pleased to see Qin Lang resurrection with his own eyes was Zhao Changqing. He finally didn't have to bear the pressure of owing someone a life for the rest of his life.

Walking out of the mountain gate, the night rains are endless, as if the long night is endless. Zhao Changqing always believes that there is a righteous spirit in the world and always believes that the light is not far away.

Baiyu Palace searched for the headless corpse of the corpse-driver, and Qin Lang said: "Did you hide anything very important from me?"

Bai Yugong shook his head.

"Will someone kill you next?"

Baiyu Palace took out a booklet from the corpse-driver: "Let's go, wait until you reach Jiuyou Sect, I will tell you everything."

Women are a problem.

Qin Lang didn't believe her. If you don't say it now, you won't have to count on it in the future. The little wisdom of Baiyu Palace can't hide it from his eyes.

The night did not give Qin Lang a pair of dark eyes, which were from the corpse-driver.

Everything started to get smoother after leaving Jiaxi Town. They did not encounter any pursuit for several consecutive days. After arriving in Baijiang City, they boarded a passenger ship at the pier and went against the Bailong River to the west. According to the route designed by Baiyu Palace, if everything goes well, they can arrive at Jiangyuan Mansion in half a month and get ashore from there, not far from Tuolong Mountain where Jiuyou Sect is located.

The passenger ship I was riding on had three floors and eighteen cabins. The two of them had a cabin on the second floor. Baiyu Palace found a lot of golden leaves from the bodies of the corpse-drivers, and used this money to make them walk the way comfortably.

Several times of escaping from death allowed Bai Yugong to learn a lot. She started not wearing makeup or wearing beautiful clothes, and tried not to show off in front of others. She usually stayed in the cabin with Qin Lang and went out in silence. She tried to choose a quiet night when she was breathable.

Qin Lang helped her briefly spread the science what low-key luxury means and connotation. Bai Yugong thought about it for a while and was low-key. He decided to play a good girl who never goes out of the door. In the final analysis, she was still afraid of death.

For several days, Baiyu Palace has been studying the booklets found on the corpse-driver, with talismans painted on them, and Baiyu Palace uses a pen to copy them on the white paper.

Qin Lang sat in front of the window, looking at the scenery along the Bailong River. If no one disturbed him, he could sit for a day without saying a word. He would not have a deep play, but would always have some changes when people experienced such big changes.

Recalling the past and looking forward to the future.

Although it is meaningless.

Qin Lang even thought that he should not go against his father's will, it would be better to honestly inherit a hundred billion yuan property, marry a girl of equal status, have a pair of white and fat children, and live a dull and happy life.

Is he happy? Can he be content with his restlessness in his bones?

He didn't know, even if he inherited his family property, he could escape the fate of being kidnapped? The reason for the kidnap was not because of the career he chose, but because of his parents' family property.
Chapter completed!