Heavenly God Mnemonic

As soon as Duan heard this, his face suddenly changed, and he said angrily: "Mo Lan, you are too much! That limited-edition lipstick, I just grabbed it on Singles' Day a few days ago, and I can't bear to use it."

Mo Lan hummed: "Then take the burgundy, blue and metallic lipstick you used last time."

Duan Weiwei shook his head again and again, and said, "No, no, it's still too much."

Mo Lan said: "Then don't bother, just give me your new pair of clover ear studs."

Duan Lai angrily said: "Mo Lan, I know you clearly. I have always regarded you as a friend, and you have the idea of ​​hitting my earrings! If I want to sell the earrings, it is better to kill me, let me see for myself go with!"

With a grunt, he turned his eyes and looked at the female corpse that Yang Qingxuan had dug up. Her eyes suddenly shrank, and she said in surprise: "Shen Xiang!"

Duan Suicuo took a cold breath and tremblingly said: "She is a top student in Class 9 and actually died here. What is going on in this hall?"

After Duan Weiwei recognized this person, the hearts of several people suddenly sank. It seems that many of the corpses in this hall are our classmates.

If they were all people they didn't know, they would step on them with their eyes closed. Now they are all classmates. They step on them, and they feel that their legs are trembling and a little unstable.

Yang Qingxuan comforted: "Don't be afraid, everyone, not all classmates, there are many other corpses."

Duan Wei said in a trembled voice: "Let's, we might as well go out first, and then discuss the longer term?"

"Yes, I agree with the whispering opinion." Mo Lan also turned pale.

Meng Rui said: "Look back. I'm afraid it's impossible to go out. Let's settle down and get rid of fear."

All of them looked back, their complexions changed greatly, and the entrance was gone, as if they were in an independent space.

Yang Qingxuan said solemnly: "Lan Yan, how did you leave before?"

Lan Yan touched the cold sweat on her forehead and said, "As soon as I entered the hall, I found something was wrong, and I immediately retreated."

All of them felt hairy in their hearts, with their fists clenched tightly.

Yang Qingxuan said: "Don't panic. Although many students have fallen here, isn't Wu Zhonghai still alive just now? It proves that the danger here can still be dealt with."

Duan Weiwei was scared and said, "But Wu Zhonghai..."

"Yang Qingxuan is right!"

Du Ruo suddenly spoke and interrupted Duan's words, saying: "Now we must strengthen our confidence and break the killing of this place, otherwise there will be eight more corpses on this ground."

Everyone's complexion changed slightly, and they immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

Duan Weiwei also closed his mouth wisely and began to eliminate the fear in his heart.

Xiao Feng suddenly trembled: "Yang Qingxuan, this Shen Xiang corpse..."

Yang Qingxuan hurriedly turned around and found that the corpse was still lying on the ground, with a delicate face with distinct facial features and no change. He couldn't help but sullenly said: "What's wrong with this corpse? A big man who speaks weirdly, seriously, once. Finish talking!"

"Yes."

Xiao Feng swallowed his saliva before saying: "My Wuhun heard the corpse talking and said she was so scared and lonely, let's melt down and accompany her together."

Lan Yan frowned and said, "Your martial soul is too weird, right? What kind of ghost message is this?"

Xiao Feng calmed down and said, "My martial soul has a good heart, and it can sense hidden messages. It will never be wrong."

Suddenly, his face changed drastically, and he trembled: "No! These corpses are all talking, and they all say that we should go with them!"

Yang Qingxuan immediately became alert, and said in a deep voice, "Be careful, everyone, maybe the corpse will change!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his feet were held back by the string, and saw the heavy hair entwined around his feet, and then the shriveled hands were like dead branches, grabbing them.

Fortunately, he was vigilant, Yang Qingxuan raised his hand with a sword light, chopped those hairs into pieces, then stepped out with one foot, slamming Shen Xiang's arm off.

Shen Xiang's face began to twist, showing an expression of pain, and the weird sound of "cooing" came from his throat, which made people shudder.

At the same time, the entire hall was shrouded in an abnormal force, and the corpses melted into the ground, one by one, rose from the ground as if they were resurrected.

"Hey!"

All eight took a breath, their faces pale.

Yang Qingxuan kicked out and kicked the rushing Shen Xiang directly away. The other seven people also hurriedly shot out the corpse that had risen on the ground.

Du Ruo raised his hand and shouted: "All come in."

A rune flew up on the Saint World Yinhui, around the eight people, and immediately turned into a barrier.

The corpses outside each stretched their teeth and claws, rushing towards the barrier, their clear and terrifying faces imprinted around them, very terrifying.

But all the eight have experienced the previous corpse battle, and their psychological endurance has improved, and they will get used to it after a long time.

Chen Zhen was shocked: "How long can this barrier last? How many corpses are there? I'm afraid it will not be less than before, right?"

Everyone just felt that the scalp was numb.

Du Ruo said solemnly: "This Saint World Yinhui certainly cannot support it for too long. Now to open the barrier is to buy time and let everyone find a way."

Yang Qingxuan looked into the hall, and everywhere the corpses were climbing up from the ground and surrounding him.

But Wu Zhonghai was not seen.

At the front end of the main hall, a black shadow shrouded it, not real.

Yang Qingxuan said, "There must be something in the shadow in front, at least Wu Zhonghai is hidden away where we can't see it. Xiao Feng, what might your martial soul perceive?"

Xiao Feng said: "I will try."

A piece of soul light surged from his chest, spreading around the body like a spider web, and the entire upper body, like a white fishing net, gathered countless rays of light toward his brain.

Yang Qingxuan seemed to have a clear understanding. In the net-like light, there were traces of strange energy, which gathered in Xiao Feng's brain. It should mobilize the power of the whole body, stimulate the energy in his mind, and perceive unknown things.

Suddenly, Xiao Feng snorted without warning, then spouted a mouthful of blood, and said with horror: "Marshal? What does the marshal mean? A voice came from within the shadow, calling ‘Marshal’."

All of them looked at each other and were puzzled.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed slightly, and he was surprised: "Could there be a'Marshal' in the shadow?"

Xiao Feng said solemnly: "It is very likely that it was a calling call. Within the shadow, it was calling the'Marshal'."

Du Ruo said, "Then this ‘Marshal’ may be the master of this ancient palace. He should have been dead for countless years, right?"

Xiao Feng said: "I always feel that I have a bad feeling, but I can't tell you the details."

Du Ruo said in surprise: "Then what should I do now? Is it advancing or retreating?"