Seeing that Ye Chen was fine, he was just a little exhausted.
Lan Yuchun suddenly looked embarrassed and couldn't help but secretly cursed himself for being so stubborn.
Just follow the Dragon King's order and take action.
But he was still stupid and really tried his best.
He forced his senior brother to completely lose his strength before he gave up.
Because of this, he was almost attacked by others.
In fact, his senior brother could obviously use magic and could easily kill him.
However, others did not do this.
But he still relied on the advantage of being a mummy and the home court advantage to press him step by step.
When he thought of this, Lan Yuchun felt a little ashamed.
He quickly stamped his foot hard.
"Woooooooo..."
Everyone just felt the gloomy wind blowing, and their whole bodies felt chilly.
In just the blink of an eye, dozens of ghosts quickly flew up from outside.
As soon as these ghosts came to the tomb, they were all trembling with fear.
He kept kowtowing to Lan Yuchun.
Lan Yuchun waved his hand and said, "Everyone, get up. Get up."
Pointing at Ye Chen, he said: "You guys!"
"Carry my senior brother down the mountain."
Those ghosts were originally terrified.
They all thought that they had provoked this God of War.
When I heard it now, it turned out to be just such a small thing, and I breathed a long sigh of relief.
Although, they no longer know how to exhale.
The ghosts immediately rushed forward and respectfully lifted Ye Chen and Song Ziwei up.
As for Song Yijun, a few ghosts dragged his legs all the way down the mountain.
When everyone came, it took most of the day.
When returning, these ghosts took turns carrying the sedan, which was much faster.
These ghosts carried Ye Chen and Song Ziwei through the deep mountains and forests.
Fortunately, this place is in a remote place and there are not many pedestrians.
Otherwise, if someone sees it, they will be extremely shocked.
A man and a woman were actually floating in mid-air.
As fast as flying, moving forward at great speed.
Not long after, the two of them had returned to Wudu Town.
Song Ziwei's main purpose of going to the ancient tomb this time was to relieve the evil spirit from her body and to explain the misunderstanding with the owner of the tomb.
Now, he and the tomb owner Lan Yuchun have turned enemies into friends.
Therefore, all these problems naturally disappear.
However, he never expected it.
This time, after going to the cemetery, a bigger problem emerged.
He looked at Song Yijun, who was lying on the ground as if he was dying because of a bump, like a dead dog.
Song Ziwei only felt a headache.
After much thought, I finally decided to leave Song Yijun to the old guys in the family to deal with it.
He wanted to leave first, but was too embarrassed to speak.
Ye Chen also saw that he was in trouble.
He said directly: "This mountain road is difficult and dangerous, so I will send you here."
"Out of town, it's the Sunshine Avenue, and there aren't that many dangers."
"If something happens to you, go back first."
"I'll find you again in a few days."
Song Ziwei is also a person who knows the general situation. She knows that Ye Chen has big things to do, so naturally she can't be a drag on him.
He said hello to Ye Chen, hired a few more people, and left quickly with Song Yijun.
After Ye Chen sent him away, he called the ghosts over and wanted to return to the ancient tomb.
The first purpose of his trip to the ancient tomb this time was to help Song Ziwei get rid of the evil spirit on her body.
Now, Song Ziwei's matter has been perfectly resolved.
On the other hand, Ye Chen wanted to see if there were any treasures similar to Yuan Lingzhu in the ancient tomb.
Fang Qing has less than three months left to live.
Therefore, he couldn't wait any longer.
Furthermore, Lan Yuchun has lived for hundreds of years, so he must have seen a lot.
Maybe there is a way to cure Fang Qing's strange disease.
The most important thing is that Lan Yuchun met his father.
Ye Chen has many things that I want to ask him about.
If the previous methods don't work, Ye Chen has no choice but to go to heaven again.
And when we are on the road to heaven again, we must not allow others to disturb us.
This ancient tomb was originally sparsely populated.
In addition, with the protector Lan Yuchun, no one will bother him.
It is indeed the perfect place to start your journey back to heaven.
And at the same time.
Deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the southwest.
In a room that was both brilliant and gloomy, a heartbreaking roar came from the room.
"Lin'er, my Lin'er..."
This roar was hoarse and earth-shattering.
In the hundreds of thousands of mountains that were shaken, flowers, birds, fish, insects, birds and beasts, jackals, tigers and leopards fled in all directions.
"Lin'er..."
Ouyang Qigong, the Poison King of China, looked at a tablet in front of him. There was a weird mask on the tablet.
At this time, the mask on the tablet had been broken into pieces, and it was covered with the poisonous clan's unique green blood.
The mask of this tablet contains a trace of someone's spirit.
Through a special ceremony, this tablet is connected to this person's life.
If this person were alive, the tablet would be intact.
If this person dies, the mask on this tablet will automatically break.
And what is sealed on the tablet in front of you is Ouyang Lin's soul.
Now that Ouyang Lin is dead, the tablet naturally shatters.
"Ah ah ah..." At this time, Ouyang Qigong was like crazy, smashing things in the room.
He yelled heartbreakingly, "Who is it?"
"Which god killed my son?"
"I'm going to chop off your limbs, gouge out your eyes, cut off your nose and tongue, and I'm going to make you into a human stick!"
"Ahhhhh..."
"I will also let the Gu insects bite your body every day, making you unable to survive or die!"
Ouyang Qigong cried so hard that he convulsed: "My Lin'er, I have told you long ago that when I get old, I will leave the Xixiang Poison Sect in your charge."
"But you insist on going out to establish your own business and prove it to me."
"Now you..."
"Lin'er, tell me which bastard killed you, father?"
"Tell me..."
Ouyang Qigong held that tablet and cried heartbrokenly.
Several times, I almost fainted.
After a full hour, Ouyang Qigong slowly calmed down.
He slowly opened the door and walked out of the room.
Outside is a huge square.
And around this square, there are hundreds of stilted buildings.
Looking outside, we can see the vast expanse of Hundred Thousand Mountains.
And in this huge square, there are four guardians, eight elders, and twelve guardian kings.
As for the other Poison Sect disciples, they stood in a densely packed area, fearing that there might be thousands of them.
I saw Ouyang Qigong coming out.
Each of these people stood with their hands tied, not even daring to take a breath.
I just heard Ouyang Qigong say in a cold voice: "My Xixiang Poison Sect has been silent for too long these years."
"As a result, people in this world only know about the existence of the Wu Sect in Southern Xinjiang, but they have forgotten the reputation of my Xixiang Poison Sect."
"It's just that people in this world don't know that our Poison Sect and Wu Sect are two different religions."
"Even in its heyday, my poisonous sect's reputation was still higher than that of the witch sect."
"Defang Protector Dongfang, you and the second elder will take the six Protector Vajra to capture the murderer of my Lin'er."
"At the same time, this battle must establish the reputation of our Xixiang Poison Sect."
"Let everyone in this world know that our Xixiang Poison Sect has not been destroyed yet."
