Tomb Raiders: Evacuate the Bronze Door

Chapter 83 The White-haired Drought Tut Tut of the Exquisite Country
Fatty Wu Xie, the little brother, heard Zhou Fan's words, and they were all very interested in the white-haired Hanyan who was in front of him.

Wu Xie said excitedly and tangled:
"From what Lao Zhou said, this white-haired Hanba is a big fat sheep with tough stubble."

"It stands to reason that we should kill it directly before it has fully rushed out, which is the most trouble-free."

"But this will definitely affect the harvesting of wool, so worry, old Zhou, brother, do you have any experience in dealing with white-haired drought?"

The little brother nodded first, then shook his head and said:

"The white-haired baboons I have encountered before are all ordinary ones."

"Just chop off the head."

Wu Xie noticed that Zhou Fan's fat man's eyes were all turned to him, and quickly waved his hands and said:
"This white-haired Hanba is so ferocious, like a fire-breathing dragon, it must not be due to me alone."

"It's not that I'm humble. If I have this kind of ability, then none of us..."

The fat man groaned, twisted his body and covered Wu Xie's mouth, sweating profusely and said:
"Innocent, be careful in your words and deeds."

Wu Xie rolled her eyelids, signaling the fat man to relax.

Zhou Fan smiled and said:

"After all, this white-haired hag is not yet mature, so it can die if its head is cut off."

"But if you want to extract the poison of the Hanba and get the 'strange rain' after burning the Hanba, you can't do that."

crack.crack.

At this time, as the white-haired Hanyan rolled and struggled in the belly of Jingjueguo's male corpse, he let out an extremely terrifying and terrifying roar.

Its size is gradually growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The "watermelon flesh" of the male corpse, no matter whether it was blood, bones or internal organs, was strangely well preserved.

But now, it's like an inflated balloon is deflated, and it's about to turn into a completely human skin shell.

The white-haired Hanba is like a "hand" wearing a surgical glove, struggling and moving inside the human skin "glove" of the male corpse.

Wu Xie looked at the figure of the white-haired Hanba, which quickly changed from a baby to a child, and then to a teenager again.

Obviously, it won't be long before it will become the size of a man's skin that fits perfectly with the skin of an extremely fine man.

Wu Xie's face was livid, and all the hairs on his body exploded.

The little brother frowned slightly, and said to Zhou Fan:

"Take the toxin of the white-haired Hanba and burn it, so you can no longer attack with swords and swords."

The fat man also paced a few times, and said excitedly:
"What Xiao Zhou said just now, Mr. Zhang Dai wrote it in his coquettish diary."

"Because of the severe drought, he searched through a large number of ancient tombs and found the white-haired Hanji. After burning it, it rained strangely."

"How does Zhang Dai deal with these white-haired drought scorpions?"

Zhou Fan thought for a while, shook his palm, and took out the thirty or so sheets of rice paper.

These were all found under Wu Xie's shop, in the hidden imperial tomb of the Song Dynasty.

The dark golden ferocious dragon pattern on each piece of rice paper has completely dissipated after forcibly passing through the most peculiar Longqiu Waterfall among the Wuxie Waterfalls and absorbing the energy of the Dragon Vein in the Dragon Vein Cave below.

Now on each piece of rice paper, there is a ferocious dragon pattern like water mist.

Wu Xie asked in surprise:
"Old Zhou, didn't you say that these things have to wait for a suitable fat sheep to be integrated?"

"The caramel bought by the Queen Mother's Ghost Banquet before, and the jade pendant that was lost to us, isn't it enough to fuse these things?"

"If I use it now, will it affect the fusion effect?"

Zhou Fan laughed and said:

"I just remembered one thing."

"The energy of the dragon veins of these water systems will have a little impact if it is used to deal with the white-haired drought, but it is not a big problem."

"The most important thing is that after burning the white-haired Hanba, the 'strange rain' produced can instead fuse with the dragon vein energy of these water systems."

Both Wu Xie and Fatty looked at Zhou Fan curiously.

The little brother moved his eyes slightly and said:

"The emperor of the Tang Dynasty did not only have a jade pendant for throwing dragons and laying jade."

"If you want to fuse the forcefully absorbed Dragon Vein Qi from the water system, you should need at least two?"

Zhou Fan nodded, flicked the rice paper lightly with his hand, and said with a smile:

"exactly."

"Because I think of a person from the Ming Dynasty, Yu Shaobao, who was from Qiantang County in Hangzhou. He, Yue Fei, and Zhang Huangyan were also known as the 'Three Heroes of the West Lake'."

"He used to be here at Wuxie Waterfall. I don't know what he used or Taoism."

"It was also through Longqiu Waterfall that it forcibly absorbed a small part of the remaining dragon vein energy in the dragon vein cave underneath."

"And also killed a white-haired Hanba."

"And he also left a little clue for him, 'Drought demons eliminate qi, and dragons inspire Lingqiu. Pull the water from the Milky Way in the sky, and disperse it into rain to moisten Kyushu.'"

(沴, pronunciation: force. Mo Qi, meaning: the gas of unknown disasters.)
The younger brother nodded thoughtfully.

When Wu Xie and Fatty heard "Three Heroes of West Lake", they looked at each other and smiled.

Zhou Fan smiled, and continued:

"When it comes to the 'smell' caused by the white-haired drought, there is also an incident recorded in the "History of Ming Dynasty" in the Ming Dynasty."

"At that time, Concubine Wan Gui was favored."

"That's right, disasters and changes are repeated, the wind and haze are dark in the day, and the air is red and then black again."

"As for the coquettish gangster Zhang Dai, he also recorded in his diary the vision caused by the white-haired drought in the Ming Dynasty."

"That's right, wind and haze and drought, thousands of miles of red land, an earthquake in the capital, fires and burning, the shock caused heavy casualties, strong wind and haze, and darkness in the daytime."

The younger brother looked solemnly and said:

"Boss Zhang Dai and the history of the Ming Dynasty should record the events of the same period."

"It seems that when he was digging for the ancient tombs, he found quite a few white-haired hags."

Wu Xie widened his eyes and said in admiration:
"The figure of Zhang Dai is everywhere."

The fat man punched his fist and said:

"Where is the most likely to die, there is the figure of Zhang Dai."

Wu Xie glanced at the white-haired Hanba who had grown into the height of a young man, and asked nervously:

"Then when do we make the move?"

Just as Zhou Fan was about to speak, he paused, pointing to the team badge and said in surprise:
"The Emperor Corpse Turtle is back soon. It communicated with me through the soul message and made a major discovery."

"The jade pendant for throwing the dragon and laying the jade is suspended."

The voice did not fall.

Whoosh.

A bald light shot directly from a distance.

in the blink of an eye.

The Emperor Corpse Turtle flew to Zhou Fan's side, and with a puff, a ball of head-sized golden light and black bald light intertwined was sprayed out.

The crowd looked over curiously.

All I saw inside was an old-fashioned leather pocket the size of a brick.

Wu Xie blinked and said curiously:
"The style of this waist bag is probably popular when people in their 70s and [-]s are young?"

"The Corpse Turtle Emperor just went to crush someone, so he brought back a bag like this?"

The fat man patted his stomach and said:

"It doesn't necessarily have to be that old."

"When I set up a stall in Panjiayuan, many stall owners in their 30s and [-]s liked to carry this kind of pocket, which is convenient for storing money."

Zhou Fan nodded and said:
"The seemingly simple and honest person in charge, who held gambling fights and opening coffins here all the year round, is definitely not an ordinary person."

The corpse turtle emperor's thin wings flapped.

The light on the outside of the leather fanny bag dissipated.

The little brother reached out to catch the leather waist bag, his face changed, his eyes swept over the white-haired Hanba and the other four squatting corpses wandering around them, and said:
"It's made of human skin."

Everyone gasped.

The little brother opened the human leather pocket directly, showing a surprised look.

When everyone saw it, they cried out in surprise.

Inside is a stack of photos, and another jade pendant for throwing dragons and laying jade.

Zhou Fan took out the jade pendant that had been thrown at the dragon to lay the jade.

Compare the two together.

The size, thickness, and 49 inscriptions carved on it are all exactly the same.

But the jade pendant brought over by the purchaser of the Queen Mother's Ghost Banquet is blue-gray and tied with a golden-brown silk rope.

The jade pendant in this human leather purse is transparent and tied with a brown-black silk rope.

The little brother took the two jade pendants thrown at the dragon, rubbed them together, and said thoughtfully:

"The jade pendant for throwing the dragon and laying the jade is from the Tang Dynasty, and the ropes are all from the Southern Song Dynasty."

Zhou Fan looked at the 49 inscriptions, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said:
"Throwing dragons and laying jade has become popular since the Five Dynasties period."

"Li Min, the founding emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty, used the jade pendant of throwing dragons to lay jade, fishing like fishing, and carried forward the activity of transforming the spirit of the corpse dragon in the top-quality corpse raising cave."

Wu Xie and Fatty stared nervously at the white-haired Hanba. At this time, it had grown to the same size as the male corpse of Jingjueguo.

It's just that some of the human skin of the male corpse is still a little loose.

Obviously, wait until the white-haired Hanba completely dresses the human skin of the male corpse perfectly.

Its strength will definitely be greatly improved.

Wu Xie and Fatty flipped through the stack of photos quickly.

Since these photos are put together with the jade pendant of Tou Long Dian Yu, they have always been very meaningful.

The fat man snorted and said:

"This photo is all about things from an ancient tomb."

"Nothing interesting, just some clothes, shoes and socks, accessories, mainly a lot of silk and satin."

"These things are not worth much, are they?"

Wu Xie stared at the photo, his face became ugly, and said:

"Fatty, look carefully at these clothes, and the patterns on the silk and satin."

The fat man said seriously:

"Fat Master, I looked carefully, but I didn't understand anything."

Wu Xie said very quickly:

"These patterns of two butterflies on branches, magpies wearing flowers, clouds, cranes and lotuses are all very obvious in the style of the Southern Song Dynasty."

The fat man frowned and said:
"Southern Song Dynasty, it's Southern Song Dynasty again."

The little brother flipped through the photos, pointed to some incomplete epitaphs, fell silent for a moment, and said:

"This is the epitaph written by Zhao Boyun to his wife Li Shi."

Wu Xie and Fatty looked at each other, both of them were in a state of confusion.

Zhou Fan clicked his tongue and explained:
"Zhao Boyun is the seventh grandson of Zhao Kuangyin, the founding emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty."

"In the early Southern Song Dynasty, Zhao Boyun followed his father Zhao Ziying to Huangyan County."

"Zhao Ziying, as the sixth grandson of Emperor Kaiguang, went to be the magistrate of a very remote, small Huangyan County, which is very unreasonable."

"Zhao Boyun, the Wudong Bridge in Huangyan has been repaired all the year round. It has been repaired year after year, and it has been repaired over and over again, but it can't be repaired. This is very problematic."

Wu Xie and Fatty immediately showed a look of "Understood!", and said in unison:

"Huangyan County, Wudongqiao, there is a 'reserve grain' fat sheep!"

The little brother hummed and said lightly:

"It must be so."

Zhou Fan took the two jade pendants handed over by the younger brother, and said with a smile:
"I've heard before that Zhao Boyun buried a very powerful Southern Tang Yubi."

"Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the object of offering sacrifices to the heavens by Li Min, the founding emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty, a jade pendant for throwing dragons and laying jade."

"interesting."

The eyes of Wu Xie and Fatty were shining brightly.

The little brother glanced at the people who were already eager to try to squeeze the wool, and said with a little helplessness:
"Go and see later."

"Take care of the white-haired drought man first."

Roar!
At this time, Baimao Hanyan had already completely dressed the entire human skin of the Jingjueguo male corpse.

A roar full of tyranny was like shaking mountains.

boom!
Baimao Hanba's body exploded, emitting a layer of scorching flames.

A flame intertwined with crimson red and fine black lines lingered around the body of the white-haired Hanba.

Suddenly a burnt smell gushed out.

The human skin that had just been worn by it was completely burned in an instant.

Those scorched parts rolled up to the top of the white-haired Hanba's head, and condensed into a fist-sized eyeball.

Wu Xie took a breath and said:

"Damn it! There are already five eyes on the top of this ghost's head!"

The fat man said quietly:
"It seems that today is its fifth birthday, and it is also the day of its death."

Zhou Fan shook his hands slightly, and the two ribbon ropes tied to the jade pendant, said coldly to the white-haired Hanba:
"I don't know if the White-haired Hanba can't help but play."

Zhou Fan threw those rice papers to my brother and said:
"Brother, cut them into pieces at the same time."

While speaking, Zhou Fan threw the two jade pendants thrown at the dragon's jade at the white-haired Hanba.

The Seven Star Longyuan Sword in his hand was pulled out suddenly.

On the tip of the sword, there is a sword glow between reality and illusion flickering.

Zhou Fan jumped up and swung his sword violently.

The sword light burst out.

In an instant, the two jade pendants thrown into the dragon's offering of jade were chopped into countless pieces.

Rumble!
At the same time that the jade pendant of throwing the dragon and laying the jade was completely shattered.

In the waterfall not far from them, there was an extremely violent galloping sound in an instant.

Countless water waves roll up from the waterfall.

The water mist was directly in the air, condensing an extremely huge, indistinctly huge dragon figure.

at the same time.

The little brother raised his hand, and with a swish, he threw the stack of more than thirty rice papers into the air.

The ancient black gold knife was spinning in his hand.

Thirty or so finger-sized golden and black knife lights shot out suddenly.

Every knife light is just right, cutting the watery dragon pattern on the rice paper into two completely equal parts from the very middle.

Huhu.

Imprisoned by rice paper, formed by the condensed energy of the dragon veins, the figure of the dragon of the water system.

Immediately with a sense of shock and a sense of coercion, he twisted out like shelling out.

Contained in Wuxie Waterfall, there are dots of dragon veins.

Under the double temptation of the jade pendant that throws the dragon to lay the jade, and the dragon with the energy of the dragon's veins in the rice paper, they began to gather quickly.

The extremely indistinct water dragon that rolled up from the waterfall.

At this moment, layer after layer of ripples continuously stirred up on his body.

All over the waterfall, the extremely rare energy of dragon veins directly condensed into dragon scales of dragons one after another.

in the blink of an eye.

The water dragon in the waterfall became like a living thing.

It opened its huge mouth, and countless waterfalls of water gushed out.

The water dragon twisted violently, and charged towards the white-haired Hanba burning with crimson flames with indescribable strength.

In that water dragon, there is not only pure strength, but also a small amount of dragon vein aura as its attacking weapon.

Wu Xie widened his eyes in shock, and murmured:

"I think so, is that what happened to the Yellow River Corpse Fishermen?"

The fat man said "huh?", his expression suddenly changed, and he said to everyone:

"Yellow River Corpse Fisherman? Gemologist?"

"The seventh grandson of Zhao Kuangyin lives in a small county town. The two of you are the magistrate and bridge builder?"

"Under the broken bridge, wouldn't it be the passage leading to the Dragon Palace of Corpses?"

Wu Xie felt a strand of cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

Zhou Fan stared at the white-haired Hanba, touched his chin, and said:
"It's very possible. Otherwise, why would there be a jade pendant for throwing dragons and laying jade among his funeral objects?"

"Zhao Boyun didn't bury Zhao Kuangyin's treasure with him, but chose to bury the treasure that the Southern Tang emperor used to sacrifice to heaven."

"Hehe, if there is no inside story, the coffin board will not accept it."

The little brother glanced at it with complicated eyes, and Wu Xie, who was forced to guard the hidden imperial tomb of the Southern Song Dynasty for decades with his family, took a look.

Wu Xie suddenly felt a little apprehensive. Could it be that my grandfather, Old Dog Wu, had any other "remarkable accidental discoveries" back then?
A terrifying sound of burning flames brought everyone's attention back to Baimao Hanba.

The white-haired Hanba stopped running towards the crowd, wanting to do it all.

It sensed the threat posed by the water dragon that rolled up from under the waterfall.

The white-haired Hanba leaned over slightly, its lifeless eyes were full of greed.

Although "when the drought comes out, the red land will be thousands of miles" all the way is burned by the fire of red flames.

Ordinary currents are of no use to it.

The special water flow, the specific water and fire who is the nemesis, still has to be compared to know.

But the water dragon in front of him was extraordinary.

Because it only uses the ordinary water flow in the waterfall as a carrier, it can make it roll up, and what becomes more and more clear are those dragon veins that hide extremely deeply.

The air of the dragon veins in the dragon vein spiritual cave, or the air of the dead dragon in the best corpse raising cave.

For the white-haired Hanba, it is a once-in-a-lifetime great tonic.

The white-haired Hanba temporarily gave up on the four ordinary humans who seemed inconspicuous.

In its instinctive thinking, the four humans that threatened it the most had already been destroyed by their own hands.

Those four people are nothing more than four food reserves, which can be used at any time.

But the water dragon in front of him, which contains the energy of the dragon veins, is different. If it is not disposed of as soon as possible, it will never be eaten again when the energy of the dragon veins dissipates.

Facing the aggressive and roaring water dragon, the white-haired Hanba shook his arms to the sky.

laugh!
A layer of black-red tyrannical flames more than ten meters high spewed out from its body like magma.

The white-haired Hanba stomped his feet, and his body was burning with a violent air, as well as the extremely fierce poison of the Hanba.

Facing the swooping water dragon, he rushed head-on.

In Zhou Fan's little brother Wu Xie's surprised eyes.

The white-haired Hanba directly collided with the entire water dragon.

boom!
The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Chi Chi!

The body of the white-haired Hanba shrank suddenly, shrinking from the shape of a tall male corpse to the size of a young child again.

at the same time.

The blazing black-red flame shot out from the white-haired Hanba exploded with a bang, and exploded to a size of nearly a hundred meters.

The crimson, drought-like flames that can burn the earth dry thousands of miles away.

As well as the pitch black ones, they die when touched, and can poison the earth to such an extent that it cannot grow any more for a hundred years.

Although this white-haired Hanba is still far from the real maturity stage, the flame and poison of the Hanba in its body are far from the ideal state.

But it is very confident, it is more than enough to deal with this water dragon, and kill the four small ants, as well as the four shivering corpses next to it.

Sure enough, it was not as expected by Baimao Hanji.

When it hit the water dragon.

The whole water dragon exploded directly, and in the blink of an eye, it changed from a weird dragon state to an ordinary waterfall water.

A clatter.

Like a heavy rain, it overturned and fell on the white-haired Hanba.

The white-haired Hanba is not afraid of these ordinary water currents at all, and the black-red flame and toxin on its body are burning.

Directly like a hook, the dragon vein energy contained in the waterfall water scattered by the water dragon was absorbed by the brain.

drink.drink.

The white-haired Hanba let out an indistinct low growl.

As the energy of the dragon veins entered its body, the body of the white-haired Hanba swelled directly from the state of a child to a burly man over two meters tall.

Countless pale white hairs stood up from its body like steel needles.

The white-haired Hanba roared to the sky.

There was ferocious and cruel desire in his eyes, and he stared at the direction of Zhou Fan's little brother Wu Xie Fatty.

It clenched its fist and swung it violently.

There were four bangs, and the four dead bodies that Wu Xie opened up were burned into coke by a jet of black and red flames.

Four scorched black particles that were difficult to see with the naked eye were swept back from the bodies of the four corpses by the fire of the drought.

With the sound of Tracer, Baimao Hanyan rushed directly to Wu Xie, who seemed to be the weakest chicken.

Wu Xie's face turned green and he shouted:
"Damn it! Why did you beat me up again?"

The fat man let out a hey, laughed loudly and said:
"What kind of bicycle do you want, naive?"

The little brother's eyes were slightly concentrated, and he looked at the places where the rice paper burst, and said in a very unaccustomed tone:

"Me, lie down and win?"

Zhou Fan chuckled and said:

"Brother, in the past hundred years, I won once in a while, just enjoy it."

Zhou Fan looked at Baimao Hanyan, who could draw Wu Xie within the attack range by running for another two seconds, and smiled:
"Do you think you can win?"

With the figure of Tracer sound, the white-haired Hanba stopped suddenly in mid-air, and it flew backwards to escape.

However, just when the body shape of the white-haired Hanba changed.

The rice paper that had been chopped into pieces by my brother's black gold ancient knife before was suspended in the mid-air among the scraps of paper, and mutated and protruded.

More than 30 ferocious water mist dragons formed by the condensed energy of dragon veins.

Directly like a rope, it entangled the whole white-haired Hanji.

The white-haired Hanba uttered a sky-shattering roar.

The crimson fire of the drought and the poison of the black drought in its body erupted suddenly.

Relying on the most primitive instinct, the white-haired Hanba sensed that something was wrong.

It had just been promoted to a burly figure of more than two meters, and once again shrunk directly to the size of a baby.

This time, there was even a large group of the most violent black-red flames and toxins, which were directly and completely squeezed out.

In Baimao Hanba's distant and vague memory.

It has only missed one attack of this kind.

It was that it was hunted by the king of the Jingjue Kingdom, and then seriously injured, and given a wonderful medicine, it was stuffed into the bodies of a pair of nobles from the Jingjue Kingdom.

Wanting to give birth to a white-haired Hanba that undergoes a strange corpse transformation.

But even that time, it burned half of Jingjue Kingdom's territory and more than half of its people to pieces.

The white-haired Hanba has full self-confidence. This time it will directly use its big move to escape, and it will never love to fight. It will definitely be fine if it comes back to kill these four people later...

but.

A sound of broken bones and tendons interrupted Baimao Hanba's fantasy.

Those thirty or so, in the eyes of the white-haired Hanji, suddenly burst into a burst of bright light from the body of the earthworm-like water mist dragon.

Suspended in front of Zhou Fan, the two fragments of the jade pendant thrown into the dragon's offering of jade also erupted with dazzling light.

The two came together.

Roar!
All the tiny water mist dragons condensed into a whole, two-person tall ferocious dragon.

This dragon looks very illusory, as if it is a faucet that does not come out smoothly, and the water flowing down is drizzling.

However, there was a terrifying and contradictory aura in the body of this flood dragon.

Half of it is the aura of dragon veins full of gentleness, and the other half is the aura of extremely brutal corpse dragons.

This condensed whole, the strange figure of the water mist flood dragon, directly entangled the white-haired Hanji.

Although it looks very fragile.

But on the whole body of this strange water dragon, there is a circle of very small "burrs".

These "burrs" twisted and twisted the void next to it.

The whole body of the white-haired Hanba was instantly shattered.

There was only a large group left on the spot, which was entangled by the water mist dragon, and mixed together, the crimson fire of the drought and the poison of the black drought.

And the countless slags of the white-haired drought.

Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly, and their breathing became rapid.

This time it is semi-automatic wool pulling!

Zhou Fan said in surprise:
"Could this be the moment when the Dragon Vein Cave under the Wuxie Waterfall was turned into a top-quality corpse cave?"

"A little bit of surviving dragon vein energy splashing out?"

The little brother's face suddenly changed, and he slowly lowered his head to look at the unicorn tattoo on his body.

Everyone looked nervously and concerned at the little brother.

The little brother thought about it carefully, and said to everyone with a solemn expression:

"When the mixture of Dragon Vein Qi and Corpse Dragon Qi appeared, I had a very strong appetite."

Wu Xie and Fatty broke out in cold sweat in an instant. The two of them looked at the little brother, and then at Zhou Fan.

Last time Zhou Fan used the rune imprint that "can break through all falsehoods and imprison fate" that he hadn't fully absorbed. It was "empowered" by Mr. Qi's ancestor and Mr. Zhang Dai.

Directly follow, with Zhang Huan's eyeballs stripped off from the younger brother's body, one-sixth of the water official Xie Ein tattoo.

Invaded the past in reverse, from the side of the weird tattoo artist, another "brother with a bone dragon pattern in the coffin" was forced to come over by a "bone unicorn".

The little brother also had a desire to eat at that time.

It's just that, if my little brother eats it directly now, he will be "obsessed".

This time this...

Both Wu Xie and Fatty were full of worries.

Zhou Fan used ancient runes to observe the little brother carefully, and pondered:
"I feel that your symptoms are different this time from last time."

"It seems that it's not you who want to eat, but the one-sixth part of your body, brother, the fragments of the Shuiguan Xieyin Seal."

"It's just that this Shuiguanjiejie seal and the tattoo you were born with are perfectly integrated."

"So it gave you an illusion."

"But the 'Bone Qilin Brother' last time meant that your bones can be fused with each other to advance."

Wu Xie and Fatty looked at the little brother nervously and expectantly.

The little brother felt it carefully for a while, and then said:
"Sure enough."

Wu Xie said with shock in his eyes:

"Shui Guan Xie Yin Yin is simply too awesome, even the 'power bank' is so extraordinary."

The fat man wiped the non-existent hala and said:
"This mixture of dragon vein energy and corpse dragon energy must be extremely rare."

"It's no wonder that Xiao Zhou said all kinds of things about the water officer's solution to the evil seal before. This mother, if it is not awesome, I'm sorry for being so picky."

Both the three green birds and the dead turtle emperor began to flap their little wings, making expressions of "ready for dinner" and "don't forget to leave us a portion".

Everyone was in a good mood at this time, and they walked up to the wreckage of the white-haired Hanba in high spirits.

Wu Xie eagerly said:
"Then just burn the slag of these white-haired drought baboons now."

"We can get 'strange rain', the fire of the drought, the poison of the drought?"

The fat man rubbed his hands, his eyes were bright like searchlights, and said:

"Not to mention, although this Jingjue country is really small, it is also really rich."

"The contribution of this white-haired Hanji can be so rich."

"Come on tomorrow and flatten the Jingjue country, how can you get rich suddenly?"

The little brother looked at the fat man and said lightly:

"Jingjue Kingdom has been flattened dozens of times."

Zhou Fan smiled at the fat man who hated himself for being born a few hundred years later with a slumped face, and said:

"The carvings on the coffin containing the nobles of the country."

"Isn't there the obvious, 'Unlucky Fake Queen Mother of the West' and the weird body-sewer who performed the same head-changing operation on Wannuwang's scorpion spirit?"

"It's the same when we go straight to the fatter sheep."

Fatty regained his vitality in an instant.

Zhou Fan flipped his palm.

He took out a small mirror that was wrapped in more than ten layers of oiled paper and was dripping with corpse oil.

This was picked up from the people at the Crescent Hotel.

The small mirror with corpse oil inserted on the original corpse is similar to the "ghost covering the eyes" female ghost carried by the black blind man.

Brother reminded:
"The poison of the drought and the fire of the drought are mixed together, be careful."

Zhou Fan nodded, and everyone was on alert.

The three green birds and the dead turtle emperor also stared at the big meal in front of them nervously, with small round eyes full of anticipation.

In case Zhou Fan missed, the little brother would not have time to turn the tide, when Wu Xie and Fatty ran away in a hurry.

The two of them directly ate everything on the whole white-haired Hanba, so as not to threaten the personal safety of the four teammates.

If such a tragedy happened, no one would blame them for eating more and occupying more, right?Chirp!Buzz!
The little brother was keenly aware of the small thoughts of the three blue birds and the dead turtle emperor, so he stretched out his hand and tapped them lightly.

The corpse turtle emperor immediately pretended to be a button on Zhou Fan's shoulder.

The three green birds fluttered themselves into a fur ball, and tilted their heads at the younger brother.

Fatty Zhou Fan and Wu Xie's eyes met, and with a dumbfounding expression, he watched the interaction between Sanqingniaoshihuang and his brother.

Zhou Fan picked up the corpse oil mirror, and looked at the strange corpse oil dripping from the fire folds he was rubbing in his hand.

Chi Chi.

A strange smell permeated the air.

After Zhou Fan saw that everyone was ready to attack or retreat at any time.

A flick of the wrist.

Snapped.

The Huodezi poured with strange corpse oil was thrown directly.

Entwined by the water mist dragon, wrapped in the poison of the drought and the fire of the drought, on the body residue of the white-haired drought.

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