Necropolis Immortal Chapter 9: Great deliciousness

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"My lord, I am real, she is fake!"

The Wan Feng around Lu Yun almost burst into tears.

"Just now, the son told the slave and maid not to call you an adult."

Another Wan Feng smiled and said, "Of course it is true that you are calling your son."

At this moment, although she is smiling and her mouth is moving, but the expression on that pale face is still fixed on the sly smile, and nothing has changed, just like the expression carved out of stone. same.

Her voice doesn't seem to come from her mouth, but from her body.

Lu Yun grabbed the small hand that was around him, and stepped back towards the back.

Another Wanfeng stood by the furnace. She seemed to want to walk, but her body was so stiff that she couldn't move at all.

"My son, won't you come to help the servants?"

The resentful voice of another Wan Feng sounded.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Lu Yun's expression moved.

"The tomb has carved stones, which accumulate yin and evil spirits, and receive resentful spirits. When you are angry, you will be fossilized spirits, and there will be great terror."

Lu Yun remembered a passage recorded in an ancient book in Shimen.

For Shi Ling, there is no detailed description in the classics. But the last four words, ‘there is great horror’, speak for themselves.

The stone sculpture beside the pill furnace is gone, replaced by an immobile wind.

Obviously, this thing is the "stone spirit" recorded in the classics. This fairy tomb was built in the Xuanwu Fuqiu, which is the cave of Zhiyin. The south side of Chixuan Mountain died again. I don't know how many creatures, and they have already been angry.

So here, such a monster was raised.

Just now Wan Feng touched the stone sculpture with his hand, and his anger was absorbed by the stone sculpture and turned into a stone spirit.

"That's Shi Ling, don't touch it, let's go!"

Lu Yun took a deep breath, and she was about to leave here holding Wan Feng's little hand.

I just touched the stone sculpture just now. The stone sculpture did not draw enough vitality, and the body was still in a semi-petrified room.

"Come back! You guys come back to me!"

When Lu Yun and Wan Feng were about to leave, Shi Ling suddenly let out a roar.

"Little white face, if you want to go, leave the girl for me to eat! Give it to me, I will eat her!!!"

Ban Feng shivered, her face filled with deep fear.

"Leave it alone and don't look back."

Lu Yun grabbed Wan Feng's waist and said very seriously.

The little head, which was about to turn the wind, stopped alive.

"Little thief, you are good for me, I will eat you!"

The stone spirit kept roaring.

Crack!

Suddenly, a crack appeared on its body, and its body seemed to shatter.

"Don't look!"

Looking at the curiosity on Wan Feng's face, Lu Yun covered her eyes.

At this time, Wan Feng must not look back, not look at that Shi Ling.

Shi Ling is to absorb the anger of Wanfeng to transform into a spirit. If you look at it again, it will confuse and tempt Wanfeng, control Wanfeng's mind, and let Wanfeng be at its mercy.

Once Shi Ling absorbs the wind, it will completely remove the stone body and walk freely.

Although Lu Yun didn't know Shi Ling's abilities, he had seen many similar things.

……

Shi Ling is roaring.

But Lu Yun didn't bother to pay attention to it anymore. Even though there is a ‘great horror’ in this thing, an immobile ‘great horror’ can hardly pose a threat to oneself.

Lu Yun and Wan Feng came to the Shimen of Shishi.

The Shimen closed tightly, and Lu Yun pushed hard, but didn't move.

"Master, let the servants come!"

Wan Feng forced her spirits up, she closed her ears, not listening to the roar of Shi Ling.

Wan Feng put his hands on the stone gate, and a faint green light suddenly flashed out of her body.

Rumble--

For Lu Yun, the door that was as heavy as Mount Tai opened suddenly.

"Is this a cultivator?"

Lu Yun looked at Wan Feng, a touch of envy flashed across his face.

In his heart, he yearned for the word'Xiu Xian' more and more.

If Lu Yun is also an immortal cultivator, and has such a shocking method as turning the wind, then he can be at least ten times easier in this tomb.

"Hehehehe...I finally found you."

As soon as Shimen opened, a negative voice came from the other side.

"Ah--"

There was a scream from Wan Feng's mouth, and she subconsciously took three steps back, and an incredible flash of her face flashed.

She saw someone who was absolutely impossible to be here!

"How is it possible!!"

Lu Yun's eyes widened, and he felt the hairs on his body exploded.

Lu Yun looked at this ‘person’ in front of him incredulously.

Ge Long! !

Ge Long, who had already died and had his head cut off, appeared here!

Lu Yun's expression was shocked, and he subconsciously retreated to Wan Feng's side.

"Go away!"

At this time, when Wan Feng gritted her teeth, a small whirlwind appeared in her hand, blasting on Ge Long's head.

Boom!

Gurulu!

Ge Long's head fell from his neck and rolled down the steps into the stone chamber.

"My head is off again."

The head seemed to sigh, Ge Long knelt down, and crawled into the stone room gropingly, and crawled towards the head.

Rao Shi Wanfeng went through a series of trials in this tomb, but at this time, she was still dumbfounded.

Lu Yun also has a tingling scalp.

He is not afraid of zombies. Although corpse flies and Shi Ling are weird, Lu Yun can also accept them.

But...what kind of thing is this?

A dead person, whose head was chopped off, appeared in front of them alive!

More importantly, this guy's headless corpse actually crawled on the ground, looking for his head. There was a big hole in that head, which was poked out with a sword.

Scenes like this make the already eerie and terrifying tomb room even more terrifying.

"Big, sir...he..."

Wan Feng's voice trembled, and a complete sentence could not be said.

Lu Yun also began to be at a loss. There was no record of such a situation in Shimen's classics.

Ge Long found his head, put it back on his neck, and then stood up swayingly.

"You, you, what are you!"

At this moment, Shi Ling suddenly let out a cry of fear, "Don't come over! Go away, don't come over!"

"Huh? Isn't this a wind-saving girl?"

Ge Long held his head with one hand to prevent it from falling again. He looked up and down Shi Ling, and said puzzledly, "No, you're not a girl, you look like... It looks delicious!"

There was light in Ge Long's eyes.

After that, he opened his mouth wide and bit on Shi Ling's neck.

The jet-black air flow followed Shi Ling's neck and flowed into Ge Long's mouth.

Shi Ling kept struggling and roaring, trying to get rid of Ge Long, but its body couldn't move at all.

Gradually, Shi Ling's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a stone sculpture.

"Hiccup!"

Ge Long hit a full hiccup, his head jumped on his neck, but it didn't fall.

"It was delicious."

Wan Feng glanced at him and fainted.

This series of shocks finally broke her mind. Although the wind is a cultivator, she is a fourteen or five-year-old girl after all.

I experienced these things for the first time, and it’s not easy to be able to persist until now.

"The old slave has seen Master Zhou Mu."

Ge Long turned around and bowed to Lu Yun.

Gurulu!

His head fell off again.

"Don't come here!"

Lu Yun held her in his arms while holding on to the wind, and took a few steps back.

"Are you alive or dead?"

Ge Long retrieved his head and put it on his neck, and then a daze flashed in his eyes.

"I, I don't know if I am alive or dead."

Ge Long wanted to shake his head, but his head and neck were not connected at all, so he had to give up.

"Are you here to take revenge?"

Lu Yun asked cautiously.

"No, no, no, the old slave is an adult's servant, how can he seek revenge from the adult? Although the adult and the wind-breaking girl killed the old slave, the old slave is loyal to the adult."

Ge Long said righteously.

"Then your granddaughter?"

Lu Yun asked again.

"It is her glory to die in the hands of an adult! What's more, it is not you, the adult, who killed her!"

Ge Long said.

"What do you know?"

Lu Yun was a little uncomfortable. He glanced at Wan Feng subconsciously. Wan Feng was still in a coma and did not wake up.

Subconsciously, he thought that Ge Long discovered that he was not the original Xuanzhou Mu.

"Ning'er was killed by that **** Xue Lang."

Xue Lang is the name of Xue Da, the steward of the State Shepherd House.

Lu Yun breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he didn't know his secret.

"Then what are you doing?"

"Naturally follow you, your lord."

Ge Long looked at Lu Yun, and there was a flash of enthusiasm in his eyes. Through the hole in his forehead, Lu Yun could see Ge Long's almost boiling brain pulp, which was an expression of extreme excitement.

"Then how did you come in?"

Lu Yun took a few steps again. This Ge Long has a big problem.

Could it be that he was infested by the evil spirit in the Chixuan Mountain and turned into a zombie?

Even if it is a Thousand-Year Zombie, it is something that is no brainer, even if it is a Thousand-Year Zombie, there is only a trace of wisdom.

The Ge Long in front of him is no different from ordinary people, except that his head often falls to the ground.

"The old slave walked in. As I walked, I seemed to see a door. After pushing it open, I saw you and the wind girl."

"My lord, the tomb is dangerous and weird, let the old slaves protect the adults!"

Ge Long's face was righteous, but the big hole in his eyebrows was transparent, looking too garish.

"You said the same when you were out of town."

Lu Yun murmured, "In that case, follow me."

The left and right can't get rid of this guy who seems to live but not to live, and that seems to die but not to die, Lu Yun will let him go.

This guy sucked the ‘great horror’ stone spirit into a stone sculpture. If Ge Long wanted to kill Lu Yun, Lu Yun would have died long ago.

"Hey!"

Ge Long cheered and trot to Lu Yun's side.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom——

At this moment, the wall inside the stone room suddenly shattered.

Endless corpse flies, along with the thousand-year-old rice dumpling, rushed from behind the wall.

Beside the thousand-year-old zongzi, there was still a green flame floating.

"It's another great delicacy."

Looking at the thousand-year-old zombies, Ge Long's saliva flowed out, "but this delicious delicacy doesn't seem to be easy to deal with."

"My lord, take the wind-breaking girl and leave first, and leave this delicious delicacy to the old slave!"

Ge Long blocked the thousand-year-old rice dumpling and said loudly.

Lu Yun didn't have time to care about Guan Gelong. He hugged Wan Feng and rushed out of the stone room.

"Hey--"

"Delicious, look at a certain flying head technique!"

Then Ge Long took off his head and smashed it at the big zongzi.