This awkward but ambiguous posture did not make Bai Mo feel uncomfortable for long.

The next scene attracted her attention—

As the colorful bone flute on Xiliangyan's lips played, the black corpse Gu entered the corpse, suddenly slowly, slowly... in the moonlight.

Can you imagine that kind of picture?

Under the cool moonlight, the girl in red dress was blowing silently, the mass graves with broken arms and broken limbs, and the bodies standing up one by one.

It's comparable to a thriller and horror blockbuster.

Bai Mo can only be glad that she is very strong and firm in her mind, otherwise she would have been unable to help but exclaim when she saw this scene just now.

Then, Xiliangyan and Nangong Yu were discovered.

under.

Xiliangyan took the colorful bone flute from his lips, knocked it in the palm of his hand, slightly raised his delicate and beautiful jaw, and asked Nangong Yu: "How is it, what do you think after seeing it?"

"It's really much better than the last time!" Nangong Yu replied, with a hint of heat contained in his cold and low voice.

From Bai Mo's perspective, you can see Xiliangyan's delicate black eyebrows slightly raised up.

Obviously, Princess Yan was not satisfied with His Royal Highness’s remarks.

Sure enough, Xiliangyan asked the next question: "That's it?"

“…”

Nangong Yu fell silent.

Otherwise, what else can it be done?

His Highness the King of Imperial King is not good at speaking, and you can see it from his iceberg-like face.

In fact, Nangong Yu is not born with an iceberg face and is taciturn.

But when I was young, I experienced a series of dark and inequality experiences in the palace, which became like this.

It's a pity...

Your misfortune cannot be a reason to hurt others.

What a cube! Xiliangyan snorted slightly and said, "Please open your eyes wider again and take a closer look!"

The words fell.

Xiliang Yan plays the colorful bone flute again.

One by one, the corpse puppets began to kill each other.

Although they did not hold a sword in their hands, the whole scene was extremely shocking.

The corpse puppets kept falling down, but the corpse puppets kept standing up again.

The corpse puppet is tireless and does not know the pain. It is controlled by the corpse pot and is immortal...

Now, Nangong Yu could no longer say lightly, "It's indeed much better than the last time." Such a perfunctory thing is.

In Nangong Yu's dark and cold eyes, he looked at the scene of the corpse puppets fighting like soldiers from two armies not far away, as if he felt that the country of Nanliang was already... right in front of him!

Just around the corner!

At the mass grave, the fighting between the corpse puppets continued, but Xiliangyan had stopped playing the colorful bone flute.

The orders these corpse puppets received were-

Only one of them survives.

So until the last corpse puppet falls, this cruel battle will never stop.

"His Royal Highness, how about you?"

Xiliangyan tilted her head and looked at Nangong Yu in a pretty face. There was a vague look of pride on her beautiful little face, like a child who was begging for praise from adults.

However, Nangong Yu knew deeply that this beautiful girl who seemed innocent on the surface was actually extremely dangerous like a poppy flower.

Therefore, when Xiliangyan's persistent question was heard, His Highness the King of Imperial immediately said with a strong desire to survive:

“Very good, very good!”

"Princess Yan, I will get the Nanliang River and the ascension to the throne and become emperor in just a moment. By then, I will definitely be fine..."

Before Nangong Yu could finish his words, he was suddenly interrupted by Xi Liangyan.
Chapter completed!