The yin corpse, which was claimed to be immortal, was dead and could not die anymore. If he did not have the ability to split and regenerate the earthworm, then he would have completely lost his mind. Of course, it is estimated that the earthworm was cut so finely and there was no possibility of survival.

Huang Jingming was not able to see what happened just now, but the result was right in front of him. You don’t have to think about what happened just now. Huang Jingming was very grateful for the gust of wind just now, which prevented him from witnessing the tragic process with his own eyes.

"Mr. Tan!"

Huang Jingming endured the discomfort and panic in his heart and came to Tan Xuan's side. At this time, Tan Xuan's body was covered with blood, especially Tan Xuan's face, and there was no original color at all. There was still blood dripping on his fingers. Under the light of the mobile phone, Huang Jingming could not tell whether the blood on Tan Xuan's body came from the Yin corpse or Tan Xuan himself. He only smelled an indescribable odor, which was particularly choking. Fortunately, he hadn't eaten anything this night, otherwise he could vomit out anything in his stomach.

Huang Jingming reached out and tried Tan Xuan's breath. Fortunately, Tan Xuan was still breathing. The long heat that Tan Xuan exhaled made Huang Jingming feel warm, at least the things he was worried about did not happen.

"That's great, you're still alive." Huang Jingming almost jumped up happily.

Huang Jingming reached out and touched the blood on Tan Xuan's face again, which was sticky. Just as Huang Jingming was about to smell the blood, his wrist was suddenly grabbed. When he realized it, he had been thrown out and fell.

"ah!"

The mobile phone in Huang Jingming's hand fell to the ground. Huang Jingming rolled on the ground and immediately looked at the direction of the coffin with a wary look. There was a figure there who had already stood up from the ground staggeringly.

"Mr. Tan?" Huang Jingming breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the figure clearly, because the one who stood up was a complete person. He picked up the phone on the ground and confirmed that it was Tan Xuan, and Huang Jingming smiled even more happily.

"Mr. Tan, it's great that you're fine..."

But Huang Jingming soon couldn't laugh because he saw the blood in Tan Xuan's eyes not fading, and his eyes were full of confusion and strangeness. The scariest thing was that Tan Xuan raised his arm to him. When Tan Xuan stretched out his hand just now, it was when he was abused by the Yin corpse. Now that he saw Tan Xuan walking towards him, Huang Jingming's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

"Mr. Tan, what are you going to do?" Huang Jingming asked in panic, and his body subconsciously retreated.

It’s okay for Huang Jingming to not retreat. Tan Xuan walked slowly and was not in a hurry at all. Now that he had just stepped back, Tan Xuan speeded up. He saw his figure swaying in front of Huang Jingming, and then his blood-dripping hand was pinching Huang Jingming’s neck.

"Mr. Tan, what are you doing? We are together." Huang Jingming shouted loudly.

Tan Xuan paused, the confusion in his eyes slightly weakened. He did not look directly at Huang Jingming, but his ears were slightly tilted, but the blood color in his eyes was still very strange.

"Who are you?" Tan Xuan asked hoarsely, his pronunciation was much clearer than before, but his tone was cold and there was no emotion in it. And while he was asking, his hands were gradually increasing their strength, as if he only left Huang Jingming for answering.

"Mr. Tan, I'm Huang Jingming. Don't you remember me?" Huang Jingming said loudly. He didn't struggle because he knew that struggle would not have any effect, and would only anger Tan Xuan, who was inhumane in front of him.

"Huang Jingming? What a familiar name." Tan Xuan hesitated and his hand that pinched Huang Jingming's neck stopped exerting force.

"I am Huang Jingming, the Taoist name is Mingjing. We came from Jiangzhou together. You are following the promise of Hu Tianshun and come with me..." Seeing that Tan Xuan seemed to remember him, Huang Jingming said hurriedly, thinking of saying whatever he thought of, for fear that he would not have a chance to say it again as soon as he shut up. He panicked and came out to eliminate the demons and defend the Tao. As a result, he did not die at the hands of ghosts, but at the hands of his own people. This was more than just a sarcasm, it was simply a joke, and it was also a joke that could keep making friends laugh.

"Jiangzhou...Master...Xiao Di...I am Tan Xuan..." Tan Xuan not only muttered a few words after the preface, but suddenly a red light flashed in his eyes, and then his eyes instantly returned to the clarity.

"Haha..." Tan Xuan smiled at Huang Jingming, took back his hand that was pinching Huang Jingming's neck, and then leaned back and fell down straight.

"thump!"

Quiet was replied to the grave again.

"What's going on? Mr. Tan!"

Huang Jingming was stunned. He didn't know where Tan Xuan was making trouble again. He didn't dare to come forward and take a closer look. He stood there stupidly for a long time, and then heard Tan Xuan's choking and murmuring from the ground. The choking sound became louder and louder, and it was a choking sound that was out of control.

"Are you asleep? Those who were just drunk? Are you not crazy?" Huang Jingming leaned forward in disbelief. Tan Xuan's mouth smelled full of wine had already covered up other fishy smells. Huang Jingming touched Tan Xuan again with the courage. This time Tan Xuan did not stand up again, but turned over, adjusted his posture and continued to sleep. The blood on his face had not dried up, and saliva flowed down again.

"This...hehehe..." Huang Jingming smiled bitterly, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground, and he fell to the ground. After laughing for a while, he cried again, crying in a mess. When he was almost crying, he laughed loudly again, like a madman, wiping the tears on his face while laughing.

"This is so scary. How can a person be so good? How can one drink a sip of wine become a virtue? What kind of wine is this? This is not a Mu Yeliang man. After drinking some wine, he will be completely unman..."

"No matter how powerful you are, you can't sleep like this naked." Huang Jingming picked up Tan Xuan's cotton jacket, put it on Tan Xuan's body for a long time, and then picked up his Taoist robe and put it on again. It doesn't matter whether your body is dirty or not, and it's a good thing if it's frozen.

Looking at the hole of the cave that is so high as you are from the ground three, Huang Jingming shook his head, "How can you get out so high? And Mr. Tan is still sleeping, what should I do?"

He didn't notice the environment here when he was wandering on the edge of life and death. Now that he has calmed down, Huang Jingming realized that the tomb is too cold. Tan Xuan at least has a cotton suit to keep warm, but his Taoist robe is very thin. Huang Jingming found his wine pot in the corner of the wall, but unfortunately the wine pot was empty long ago and there was no wine for him to warm up.

The solution was thought out, especially when it was about safety, and fools also had a bright future. After a while, Huang Jingming, who was rubbing his hands coldly, finally had a solution. The clothes can keep the cold and make the fire to keep warm. The few bits of coffins in the tomb were just making fire, and they were fragmented and they didn't need to be chopped. Tan Xuan's clothes had a lighter in his clothes, so it was not a problem to make fire. As for the things that caused the fire, weren't there still a few mummies, and they were just taking advantage of the wedding clothes on them.

The fire was lit, and the coffin board that had been parked here for many years finally caught after a burst of black smoke. It was still very prosperous. With the fire, it brought both light and heat. Huang Jingming felt that he had lived again. But as soon as he was warm, Huang Jingming started to doze. There was no way. Now the entrance of the cave was brighter. It seemed that it was not far from dawn. After all the night of tossing, it was strange that he was not sleepy or tired. Especially Tan Xuan's rhythmic snoring sound beside him was like a lullaby, which quickly made him unable to resist his sleepiness.

"ah……"

A shout woke Huang Jingming up. Huang Jingming raised his head and saw that Tan Xuan beside him had already sat up and stretched his arms out, Huang Jingming hurriedly hid to the side. There was no way, he was really afraid.

"What are you doing? Why are you running?" Tan Xuan turned his head and looked at Huang Jingming and asked, while talking, pounding his head. His face was covered in blood, but now it looks like he was bleeding.

"Mr. Tan, do you recognize me?" Huang Jingming asked with a look of surprise.

Tan Xuan glanced at Huang Jingming and said angrily: "Nonsense, I know you too if you turn into ashes. You wasteful old Huang, didn't I let you hide? Why are you here too? Why, that guy killed you before he fought with me? Oh! I'm so untrustworthy."

Tan Xuan slapped his forehead hard again, his expression very annoyed.

"Ah!" Tan Xuan screamed, looked down and cursed: "Damn, I'm dead, why are I still injured and brought to the spirit body? Isn't this a big loss?"

Huang Jingming said laughing and crying, "Mr. Tan, don't you think you are dead, do you? We are not dead."

"What! We are not dead?" Tan Xuan asked with a frown, with a look of disbelief on his face, obviously not believing Huang Jingming's words.

"We are really not dead. Look, aren't we still here? Those guys are here too." Huang Jingming said, pointing to the mummies around him.

"We are not dead?" Tan Xuan turned around in the same place, reached out and pinched Huang Jingming's face. Huang Jingming grinned in pain.

Tan Xuan smiled, "I'm not dead yet, you are still very enthusiastic."

Then Tan Xuan immediately became confused again and asked Huang Jingming: "Then I am not dead, what's going on? What about that guy who claims to be immortal?"

"Don't you remember?" Huang Jingming asked, staring at Tan Xuan's eyes.

"What do I remember?" Tan Xuan asked in a confused look.

"Didn't you do it all?" Huang Jingming pointed to the incomplete and uninvisible corpse not far away and said, "You pulled him and the coffin from above, and then a strong wind blew here. When the wind stopped, he would become that shape."

"Is that true?" Tan Xuan walked to the pile of corpses and looked at them, grinning and said in disbelief: "I did this? This is so disgusting. Can I do this? Moreover, the coffin is still metal, and there are so many iron chains hanging, can I pull it off? Then am I still a human?"

Huang Jingming smiled bitterly and said, "This is really what you did, don't disbelief. There are only two living people here, not you, do you think I have that ability? You just now were crazy, as if you wanted to eat people. Not only did you tear that guy completely, you almost strangled me to death. Fortunately, you stopped, otherwise I would really have to wait for you on the Huangquan Road. Look at your hands, the blood on your hands is still there, if you don't believe it, take off your clothes and see, you are the same on your body, and the same on your face."

Tan Xuan untied his clothes and looked at it. The blood on his body had dried up, and the mark on his arms was still tied with iron chains. When he touched his face, he really didn't feel the smoothness of his skin. He looked at Huang Jingming and murmured: "I really did these things? But why can't I remember them at all? And why is my head hurting a little."

Huang Jingming curled his lips and said angrily: "You have a headache. That's what you drank from me. You don't remember, that's what you drank from me. I really didn't expect that you would become a different person after drinking. No, if you don't drink it, you are not a person. You are a lively demon, scarier than that corpse."
Chapter completed!