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Chapter 1002

Next to it was the last weird man in black robe. He had nothing in his hands and was wrapped in black iron chains. His cuffs fell like sacks, as if something very heavy was hidden inside.

From the three of them dressed up, Yan Zheng divided the idea in his mind. The person who rowed the oars with both hands should be the Huangquan ferryman, the person who carried the octagonal palace lanterns should be the Huangquan guide, and the person who surrounded the iron chains on his body should be the Huangquan corpse-catching man.

Judging from the distance between several people, it was vaguely divided into three camps, Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, Guan Bao alone, Huang Quan and the three. It seems that the three parties are not as harmonious as imagined. Guan Bao sat in the middle.

, separate the front and back winds.

As the same company, it is divided into three lines, and the strength cannot be used in one place. Can such a team succeed?

What are the members of the first sequence thinking? Send such a group of people who are disagreeable to Penglai. Don’t be secretly involved in the treasure. These people will be very happy.

Yan Zheng looked at the other party's skills and said it was not long or short, it would take at least more than a minute. Since the six people on the boat appeared on the deck, they remained motionless and still, like a statue standing on a broken ship.

On the wooden boat, it looks indescribable.

For a moment, Yan Zheng couldn't figure out what the other party was doing. He didn't know if he wanted to give him a warning or other reasons. He couldn't figure out the other party's plans. Yan Zheng didn't dare to say hello rashly, for fear of offending any taboos and letting the other party catch him.

Hold on to the handle and give him a warning.

The two sides were in a stalemate.

The deadly atmosphere fermented with time, and the depressed Yan Zheng felt a little uncomfortable.

I couldn't help but tease myself, a living person, how could I compare with a group of old ghosts? I sighed and shook my head, Yan Zheng said, "How many are you from the company?"

The opposite side is still dead silent.

Yan Zheng changed his words and continued to ask, "I am Yan Zheng, who are the leaders? Let's say something!"

No one answered, and the six people remained motionless, as if they had really been petrified.

Yan Zheng swept the six people back and forth, and only the black and white boys were still like humans. Although the two little ghosts did not speak, their eyes moved with Yan Zheng's gaze, without any concealing the way Yan Zheng was in his eyes.

Hostile.

Yan Zheng felt relieved when he thought that the two children were tortured by him in Yuer's dream. The black and white boy hated him because of Yuer's dream. It was understandable that he didn't talk. The other four people didn't speak.

Again for that.

This makes no sense at all. Do you really want to give yourself a warning?

Yan Zheng couldn't help but feel a little angry, and then said coldly: "Since you don't want to cooperate, please come back. Anyway, you have nightmare beads in your hands and can climb Penglai without me leading the way. They are all for the company.

My son, I don’t have to make a grudge with you. Let’s go one side of the road and see you again if you are destined to be!”

Yan Zheng said this and wanted to see off guests. The black and white boy met each other and then his eyes fell on Guan Bao, with a little unwillingness in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Yan Zheng seemed to understand something. Guan Bao was the leader of this company's operation, but it seemed that the black and white boy and Huang Quan were a little unconvinced. No wonder Guan Bao came up and wanted to give him one.

Take the initiative.

First, rub your own sharpness so as not to lose too much like the black and white boys.

Second, it is to kill the chicken to scare the monkey and shock the black and white boys.

After understanding Guan Bao's intention, Yan Zheng showed a sneer on his face. Guan Bao beat the mountain and shook the tiger, probably because he had chosen the wrong partner. The company must have not told him before coming that he had a cooperative relationship with the company!

Thinking about the consequences of Qiqi, Yan Zheng was too lazy to waste time with Guan Bao. He snorted coldly and brushed his sleeves away. As soon as he turned around and walked out a few steps, he heard behind him say, "Young man, don't be so angry! Get on the boat!"

The most unpleasant sound in the past was: scraping the pot and squeaking the donkey. Now it seems that it is far from it. Guan Bao's voice is like a living person scratching the lid of a coffin, and it is still the same kind of sarcophagus, the sound is both sharp and dull.

With such a hint of echo, it seemed as if the shroud wrapped Yan Zheng layer by layer, making people feel uncomfortable.

Yan Zheng turned around and Guan Bao raised his head.

Guan Bao's eyes were blue and white, his eyes were dull, and his empty eyes and his dry blue face made people feel chilled.

Yan Zheng shivered and muttered in his heart, "It's really a zombie." Folk legend says that zombies have stiff limbs, not low heads, not tilted eyes, not spread legs, not bent legs, not rotten or rotten, and have no thinking and behavior by instinct.

, likes to eat human blood and is afraid of the sun.

Guan Bao can not only come out for a walk in broad daylight, but also speak, and zombies become sperm!

Have you ever seen a zombie spirit? The martial arts created by Guan Bao are a bit powerful. Is it possible to achieve immortality in this way?!

"What are you stupid? Get on the boat!"

Seeing Yan Zheng stunned, Guan Bao couldn't help but remind him again.

Yan Zheng instantly woke up from his distracted state.

"Ah~ OK~"

After a panic, Yan Zheng ran towards the boat and ran to the front of the boat. Yan Zheng immediately felt a familiar aura coming towards him. It was the turbid water of the yellow spring, and there was still a chaotic aura in this chaotic aura.

The smell of blood, as if there was nothing, was creeping into my mind.

The smell of blood is not pure, it is a bit like the pus and blood that flows out after an injury, exuding a faint smell of rancidness.

Yan Zheng looked up at the back of the Huangquan Ferryman in surprise, and his raised legs seemed hesitant.

Guan Bao put his blue-white eyes at Zhui Yan Zheng and said in an orderly tone: "Go on the boat!"

Feeling the impatience in Guan Bao's tone, Yan Zheng cut off his random thoughts and immediately jumped onto the boat and got on the boat. Yan Zheng felt troubled again.

The boat with a palm-sized slap was already bloated, and after he came up, he felt like he had nowhere to put his feet. There were three old ghosts and evil spirits. Yan Zheng did not dare to get along with them.

He was afraid that someone would accidentally touch their way.

Guan Bao sat in the middle, and the place was the most relaxed, and it was more than enough for two people to sit together. Yan Zheng didn't dare to sit next to Guan Bao, and sat next to a zombie. It was creepy to think about it. It took a long time since the mouse and the cat had sex.

Neighbor, come for excitement if you have nothing to do.

There is no food delivered to your door by yourself? Although Guan Bao has a mindset, it can also ensure that Guan Bao will not be impulsive due to instinct...

After hesitating for a few seconds, Yan Zheng walked around the leopard's legs and walked towards the black and white boy behind the ship. The black and white boys immediately glared at Yan Zheng.

Yan Zheng quickly smiled and said, "The place is small, squeeze it, don't glare at me~ Hehe~ Misunderstandings, they are all misunderstandings. When the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple, the whole family didn't know the family. Then I just joined the company.
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