Everyone already knows a rough idea of ​​all kinds of ghost dynasties.

I know that his creation was indirectly created by three extremely powerful predecessors.

However, in the words of King Baoqing.

He said that the Battle of Seal Thirty years ago, except for Senior Longquan, the rest of the others were dead.

This is obviously not very correct. Senior Qin and Lao Feng have seen it.

The scene when he half of the cigarette butt was shot to death by the beauty aunt's body was still vivid in his mind.

In the end, if it weren't for the second flag of the evil treasure and ghosts, Gui Sanyuan, Beauty Aunt and Zhang Zitao would have been scattered.

Also, if you think about it carefully now.

There should be a powerful ghost in the black umbrella held by Senior Longquan back then.

Moreover, Senior Longquan mentioned the word "Wei'er" to the black umbrella.

If you dare to speculate, the ghost in the black umbrella.

It is very likely that it was the last person of the Three Musketeers in the World, the woman named Ximen Wei.

In addition to these, I have many questions about the Ghost Dynasty.

For example, how does that ghost mother exist?

What skills does she have to summon such a right undead and form a legion?

Among them, the most important point.

Since the underworld has the ability to suppress the ghost dynasty, don’t you know that there are demon flowers in the human world?

I don’t know that the demons in the Six Realms want to open the seal?

During the war, why no one mentioned the underworld?

Could it be that the underworld just stands by and watches?

Finally, when the war ended, the underworld jumped out and stabbed.

He said, "You are fighting against our underworld, and then sent troops to suppress it?"

All kinds of questions made me feel contradictory and even unable to understand.

Therefore, I frowned and remained silent for a long time.

Now, it's not just me.

Most of the other people's expressions were similar to mine, and the information we had was about the same.

These contradictions and doubts can be thought of very intuitively.

However, these doubts cannot be expressed now, and can only be kept in my heart.

King Baoqing was the lesson of the past, and was directly burned to death by a blue flame.

The soul was scattered and there was no warning.

There is only one explanation, that is, "taboos".

Once you enter a certain taboo area, there is only one result.

die.

It took me a long time to take a deep breath.

King Baoqing is dead. Although the Ghost Dynasty tempted me like a mystery, I wanted me to keep exploring.

However, some things should be stopped in due course.

He walked forward two steps and came to Baoqing's broken hand.

Before King Baoqing died, his hand had been cut off, so the broken hand was still preserved.

It was placed quietly on the ground, but there were two spirit stones in the palm of the broken hand.

The spirit stone is deeply embedded in its flesh and blood. King Baoqing must have used this method to control two attribute spiritual powers.

I was not interested in the broken hand.

But I have to take this attribute spirit stone away.

He pulled out the spirit-sucking knife and cut it down with one knife.

Then, two spirit stones were taken out.

The others also came to their senses and watched my actions.

Wan Wei recruited her little golden snake.

The giant python just now turned into a small snake again, returning to Wan Wei's hand.

The emperor of the Five Poisons Sect picked up his 1V expensive bag and carefully slapped the dust.

I put away the spirit stone and put it together.

At the same time, stick it with a spell.

Avoid the spread of the power of attributes and be noticed by others.

At this time, Brother Feng suddenly stretched and broke the silence:

"Oh, I haven't come out for a long time. Dead trash, will I take me to have night beer later?"

Brother Feng spoke to Lao Feng without hesitation.

Old Feng is already used to it, so he smokes a cigarette himself and ignores Brother Feng.

And I came to Murong Yan and smiled warmly at her:

"Miss, how long can I last? Do you want to have a meal and a street shopping together?"

Murong Yan looked at my serious invitation and almost laughed out loud:

"OK!"

I seemed very happy to hear Murong Yan's answer.

Then he turned to Wan Wei and Wu Poison Sect's Royal Sister:

"Wan Wei, the holy aunt of the Five Poisons Sect, today I'm destined to have a drink together?"

Wan Wei did not speak directly, but looked at the Wu Poison Sect's Royal Sister next to her.

The Wu Poison Cult's Royal Sister put on gold-rimmed glasses again:

"It's an honor to invite a handsome guy."

I smiled slightly and nodded.

Finally, he returned to Hu Mei. After Hu Mei's arm was stopped from bleeding, her condition had improved.

At this moment, it turned into its essence.

There is a wound at the forelimb position.

The unique therapeutic effect of hemostatic worms not only stops bleeding and causes wound adhesion.

Life is perfect, but you lose too much blood and need to recuperate for a while.

I took off my clothes, wrapped Hu Mei, and held it in my arms.

"Everyone, this place is unlucky, let's change the place..."

Everyone nodded and said nothing.

Then, he walked out.

However, before leaving, Wan Wei snorted at the broken hand on the ground and released two little bugs.

Before we could go out, beetles were already crawling on the broken arm.

After a while, the broken hand was not even left with a scum.

Then, he left the demolition area and walked towards Qian Street.

Because I am with Murong Yan and Brother Feng around me, it is not suitable to go to places with a large abortion.

So, we found a family of mutton hotpot, which was not very popular, to sit down, and asked for a private room.

Hu Mei put it on the sand in the private room.

Lao Feng also asked the waiter to get some clean water.

Then we treated Hu Mei's external wounds and bandaged them with medicine.

But the atmosphere in the room was a bit strange.

Basically no one took the initiative to speak, the reason might be that Brother Feng and Murong Yan are there.

Brother Feng knocked his legs crossed, looking like a gangster.

Wherever you smoke, your legs shaking.
To be continued...