After she wears it back

Chapter 427 The Walking Dead
"As the name suggests, the protective cover is used to protect our photomask."

As Shi Yaoguang said, he casually threw two protective covers out.

The mask landed on the fortune teller and the video camera brother, trapping them inside.

The camera boy was protected by a protective cover, and suddenly felt the urge to cry with joy.

When he looked at it, his eyes were full of gratitude.

The fortune teller was a little surprised.

More is unbelievable.

She thought that based on her relationship with Shi Yaoguang, the other party should not care about her life or death.

Thinking of this, Shi Yaoguang said: "Since they came in together, I can't just leave them alone."

The fortune teller fell silent after hearing the words.

Shi Yaoguang didn't care about her anymore.

Let the body sink with the ground.

When they have sunk to a certain extent, they will not feel the feeling of falling.

The surrounding environment looks a little strange.

Unfamiliar at the same time, a little familiar.

This is the scene they have just seen using the Wheel of Time and Space of the Tarot card.

At this moment, they are at the location of the blood pool.

"what!"

An Xiaoya couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw the bright red pool of blood flowing.

She subconsciously leaned towards Shi Yaoguang, and said aggrievedly: "Master! It's so scary!"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Shang Quan Jin Bei with disgust.

An Xiaoya: "..."

When is this, can you stop eating vinegar?
She cursed in her heart, but didn't dare to show it on her face.

Instead, he smiled and said, "Master, are you afraid?"

Quan Jinbei shook his head.

Seeing this, An Xiaoya tentatively asked, "You are not afraid, can you lend me Master?"

Quan Jinbei let out a snort, parted his thin lips, and spit out two words: "Dream."

An Xiaoya: "..."

oh oh oh.

super sad.

Quan Jinbei didn't continue to pay attention to An Xiaoya, who was an actress, and looked around.

The surroundings are very dark, and it looks like an underground cave dug out on purpose.

Next to the pool of blood, there were piles of corpses.

It looks very eerie.

"What the hell is this place?"

The fortune teller saw the environment around him clearly, and couldn't help cursing out loud.

The cameraman next to her was trembling even more, "Can we go out?"

The fortune teller does not speak.

Whether she can go out, this question, she also wants to know.

I thought that the Mobei Wasteland was just a gimmick, even if there was a formation outside, it would not have any effect on them.

But now it seems that there is something else hidden in it.

Thinking of this, her expression darkened a little.

She... was obviously tricked!
Thinking of this, her expression became a little bit more resentful.

When I looked at Shi Yaoguang again, I also brought a bit of anger.

"Did you already know there was a problem here?"

Hearing this, Shi Yaoguang blinked his eyes, suspecting that he heard it wrong.

"Are you sure you're talking about me?"

The fortune teller snorted coldly, "Don't think that you deny it, this matter has nothing to do with you! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have come here at all, and I wouldn't have been in danger!"

Hearing this, Shi Yaoguang couldn't help but twitched his lips.

"What you said is interesting, did I ask you to come here?"

"Or did I ask you to find fault?"

The fortune teller rolled his eyes, "It's not because of you!"

She was very angry, "If you hadn't caused trouble, I wouldn't have..."

She drew out her tone, her face was ugly, "Hmph, anyway, it's your fault!"

Seeing that she insisted on pushing the problem on himself, Shi Yaoguang didn't bother to explain.

She shrugged, "You can say whatever you want."

Shi Yaoguang could bear it, but An Xiaoya couldn't.

She looked at the fortune-teller with a bit of dissatisfaction on her expression, "My master didn't provoke you on purpose at all, it's clear that you coveted my master's wife first!"

"This matter was originally your fault, why do you blame my master?"

Seeing An Xiaoya acting like she was protecting her calf, the fortune teller couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "If you insist on thinking that way, I can't help it."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, the little brother who was carrying the camera couldn't help trembling and opened his mouth.

"You... can you stop arguing first?"

He said, pointing at the blood pool tremblingly.

"Okay, it seems...something crawled out..."

Hearing his voice, everyone subconsciously looked back.

As soon as he turned around, he met a pair of blood-stained, dark eyes.

"what--"

The little nun couldn't hold back a cry.

"What the hell is this?" the fortune teller couldn't help cursing, "I'm scared to death!"

On the other hand, An Xiaoya kept moving towards Shi Yaoguang's side, facing Quan Jinbei's cold eyes, and acted coquettishly: "Hey!"

"Master, help me!"

Quan Jinbei frowned, and flames ignited from his palm.

Seeing this, Shi Yaoguang grabbed him who was eager to try.

"Wait a minute."

Quan Jin turned his head to the north, "What's wrong?"

Shi Yaoguang pursed his lips, with a serious expression on his face.

"This thing is not easy to deal with."

While speaking, she subconsciously searched for things in her own space.

Carefully recall what can restrain this thing.

Originally, she was still thinking that this thing has existed for hundreds of years, so it shouldn't be too tough.

Now that she has seen it with her own eyes, she can be sure that the Taoism of this thing is much higher than she thought.

Thinking of this, her expression became a little more dignified.

Seeing this, Quan Jinbei extinguished the flame in his hand, and stared at the pool of blood.

Looking at the shadow in the blood pool, he subconsciously thought about it.

Is there any way to deal with it.

After a while, he said, "If you want to suppress it, I'm afraid it will take some effort."

"It's not just a matter of effort." Shi Yaoguang rubbed the center of his brows, and his tone became a bit more serious, "The nourishment of the blood pool, plus the resentment of the dead, it still generates spiritual wisdom..."

After finishing speaking, she shook her head suddenly, "No."

"He voluntarily practiced the devil's art and became an evil cultivator."

"But even if he becomes an evil cultivator, he is still a mortal body..."

She paused, and finally concluded, "Strictly speaking, it should be the walking dead now!"

Moreover, it is a walking corpse contaminated with countless resentful spirits.

It is much more difficult to deal with the walking corpses corrupted by the resentful spirits than ordinary ghosts.

An Xiaoya and the little nun looked at each other, and took out the only magic weapon they had.

"There are so many of us, can we..."

The two put the things together, ready to hand them over to flutter.

Turning around, Shi Yaoguang saw a big cloth bag in his hand.

After a cursory scan, there are all kinds of magic weapons to suppress evil spirits.

The most eye-catching one is one of the long swords.

Shi Yaoguang directly pulled out the long sword and held it in his hand.

The sword was unsheathed, and the blade gleamed coldly.

Just looking at it gives people a chilling feeling.

"This... this can't be true, can it?"

The little nun exclaimed, "Antique! How much is this worth!!"

Hearing her voice of being a money fan, An Xiaoya swallowed too.

"It should be very valuable..."

When the fortune teller heard this, he rolled his eyes gracefully, and snorted contemptuously, "See money!"

(End of this chapter)