Need for Urban Supreme

Chapter 107
This is the first time Zhao Zishen has heard of ghost servants as friends.But looking at Qin Yan's serious look, he felt that Qin Yan was not joking.

Zhao Zishen sighed, and said helplessly, "Fairy Master! You don't know something. My Hundred Spirits Soul Chasing Technique consumes a lot of soul power! It would be great if I could find you two!"

At the end, Zhao Zishen waved his hand and said, "Forget it! Forget it! I'm still a good person to the end, send the Buddha to the west! I just hope that the celestial master can do his best to help my grandson's life!"

"That's natural!" Qin Yan immediately agreed.

Zhao Zishen nodded, and performed the Bailing Soul Chasing Technique again to find Murong Xuehan.

As soon as Murong Xuehan appeared, she hugged Qin Yan and said with a choked voice, "Master, are you okay! It's great!"

Seeing Murong Xuehan and Qin Yan being so intimate, Ma Jiao immediately coughed dryly: "Hey, hey! What are you doing? Hurry up and leave!"

Although Ma Jiao also knew that the purpose of raising a female ghost was for pleasure, and she also felt that Qin Yan must have crushed Murong Xuehan, but for some reason, she felt uncomfortable seeing the two of them being so affectionate.

Murong Xuehan quickly let go of Qin Yan's neck, two blushes rose on her face in embarrassment.

Being hugged tightly by Murong Xuehan just now, Qin Yan once again felt the enthusiasm of the big-breasted beauty!
Being tightly squeezed by the meat ball, Qin Yan had difficulty breathing.

His heart beat faster because of excitement, Qin Yan urgently needed fresh breath.

But Murong Xuehan chose to speak near your mouth, blowing the breath she sucked into Qin Yan's mouth.

Although Murong Xuehan's breath was fresh and fragrant, there was too little oxygen.

What Qin Yan needs now is oxygen.

Seeing Qin Yan and Murong Xuehan as if they had experienced parting from life and death, Zhao Zishen shrugged playfully, and thought in his heart, the young guy has strong firepower, not only playing with ghosts, but also with people It's a lot of fun to play, and I'm not afraid of being sucked dry.

Zhao Zishen thought that Qin Yan not only had an affair with Ma Jiao, but also had an affair with Murong Xuehan.

If Qin Yan knew what was going on in Zhao Zishen's mind, he would definitely be extremely wronged, let alone play, they didn't even have an in-depth discussion.

Just when he was about to go up the steps, Qin Yan suddenly remembered something: "Master Zhao, can you find Zhang Di with Bailing Soul Chasing Technique?"

Zhao Zishen shook his head: "My Gu snake didn't smell the soul of Zhang Di's three souls, so we couldn't find him at all, so we can only go inside to find him!"

It wasn't until now that Qin Yan knew that the eight Gu snake men stood up just now to smell their souls.

After going up to the gazebo, when Zhao Zishen saw the four words on the stone tablet, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes, and read each word: "Whoever enters without permission will die!"

Only then did Qin Yan realize that the four characters on the stele were death for trespassers.

In order to scare the tomb robbers, many tombs usually write some intimidating words to make the tomb robbers retreat.

Zhao Zishen shook his head and said speechlessly: "I don't know what these people think. It seems that if you write it, others will not dare to rob the tomb."

Anyone who dares to rob a tomb, even if you write these words, the tomb robber will not back down.

Anyone who dared not to rob the tomb, he would not dare to come down at all, let alone see these things.

After bypassing the stele and getting out of the gazebo, Qin Yan, three of them and one ghost came to the side of a canal about five or six meters wide.

Qin Yan never expected that there would be artificially repaired canals in the tomb, and there would be water in the canals, and the most important thing was that there were several coffins floating on the water.

These coffins were all bright red, and the candlelight shone on them, reflecting dazzling red light.

Qin Yan raised his head and looked across the ditch to the opposite side.

Not far from the opposite side of the canal stands a temple gate, on which hangs a plaque with three big characters written on it.

The font of these three big characters is exactly the same as the font of the stone tablet on the gazebo, Qin Yan doesn't recognize it.

On both sides of the hall door, there are two small boxes.

The small box looks very strange, it looks like a coffin, but it is placed vertically.

Qin Yan had never seen a coffin placed vertically, so he was not sure.

"This is the front hall of the tomb palace. After entering the front hall, and then passing through the middle hall and the back hall, you can reach the main palace of the princess." Zhao Zishen explained unhurriedly, but his eyes were tightly fixed. Staring at the two small boxes at the entrance of the front hall.

"There are no guards or spirit guardians in front of the door, but there are only two small coffins. It seems that the contents of these two small coffins are not ordinary. Be careful."

As soon as Zhao Zixin's voice fell, the two small coffins suddenly sounded "bang bang bang".

Although the sound was only a few times and not very loud, it was still a bit scary to hear it suddenly in the ancient tomb.

The "bang bang" sound of the small coffin had just stopped, and the sound of "bang bang bang" suddenly followed by more than a dozen coffins floating in the canal. Break out of the coffin from inside.

Qin Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the coffin in the canal.

The lids of these coffins were pushed up from time to time, but they seemed to be bound by something, and then they were closed with a "bang".

"Not good! We disturbed them, we have to quickly jump over the ditch and enter the front hall." Zhao Zishen said while looking at Ma Jiao.

Ma Jiao nodded, took out three paper-made horses from her bosom, chanted a spell and lit the three horses with soul fire.

The three steeds neighed, and turned from palm-sized paper horses into normal-sized ghost horses.

Ma Jiao was the first to ride on the horse, followed by Zhao Zishen.

Qin Yan had never ridden a real horse, let alone a yin horse, but when he saw that Ma Jiao and the other two were riding, he also rode on the horse's back.

When Qin Yan got on the horse, Ma Jiao recited a spell and pointed forward.

The three Yin horses immediately stood up and neighed loudly, then stepped on the ground with their front legs, bent their knees, and jumped up from one side of the ditch to the other.

Qin Yan only felt the wind whistling in his ears, and his whole body rose into the air.

Just as the three Yin horses leaped over the ditch, the sound of "bang bang bang" sounded one after another, and the lids of the coffins were opened immediately.

The coffin lid hit the Yinma's belly, and the Yinma let out a mournful cry, and disappeared in a gust of wind.

Red figures jumped up from the coffin, stretched out their hands and grabbed the feet of Qin Yan and the three of them, and pulled them into the ditch.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Caught off guard, the three of Qin Yan fell into the ditch respectively.

A strong smell of blood rushed to Qin Yan's nostrils.

Only now did Qin Yan realize that what was flowing in the canal was not water, but blood.

(End of this chapter)