Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

The next morning, the thirteenth from the left was ready. He didn't expect to have a task so soon, so thirteen from the left was also excited all night.

After half a year of cultivating in the Zombie Dao Sect, the thirteenth left also wanted to go for a walk.

Seeing Zuo Shisan's excitement, Lian Chaoyu stood on the mountain in pity, but could not follow Zuo Shisan's departure.

"Master, you are too partial, thinking about Junior Brother everything. I haven't been out for decades."

Practicing Chaoyu's character is a teenager, no matter how long he has cultivated, he has the heart to play.

Lian Qiantu stood with his hands on his back and stood up against the wind. Snow flakes from the heavens and the earth, making Lian Chaoyu a daze.

"The leader of Mount Shura, are you sure you want to go?"

"What? How can it work? Master, are you cheating Junior Brother?"

Lian Chaoyu was a little dazed. Seeing the thirteenth left left, Lian Chaoyu really wanted to remind thirteenth left.

"What is Laozi's pitfall?"

"If he can come back, he will understand. As long as he comes back, I will give him everything!"

Lian Qiantu sighed intricately. This time, I hope this apprentice can understand his heart. That evil way must not be able to step on it, and as long as the disciples of the Corpse Xiaozong are killed, it is also to show their heart to the Corpse Dao Sect.

Inside the main hall, there was nothing but the coffins. When the thirteenth from left came, there was no one.

"what happened?"

The thirteenth from the left was taken aback, but he still discovered that in a corner of the main hall, a woman was sitting quietly.

All the women sitting in this way seemed extremely tall, gradually becoming the height of women.

The dresses are very clean. In the main hall, under the shining of candlelight, the complexion is as shining as jade, just a profile face, like a crescent moon, flowers and trees, and skin surpassing snow.

Cold, colorful and beautiful!

Elegant and cold is the most important thing.

And this woman, as if blending into the corner, would not have noticed it if it were not for the sharp eyes of the left thirteenth.

"I have seen Senior Sister!"

The thirteen from the left still walked over. When he came to the woman, the thirteen from the left was stunned again. This is another kind of beauty, the beauty of extreme ice.

Although the thirteenth from the left greeted, and the woman didn't seem to see it, and even her long eyelashes did not loosen.

The thirteenth from the left was stunned. Such a woman was indeed overwhelmed by her country, and she had a fight with Qin Lan. This is Qin Lan, that is a charm, a natural charm, and this woman is cold, as cold as an iceberg.

Zuo Shishi looked around, but still no disciples came. Just about to arouse the soldier character pupil, feel the realm of a woman. Only at this moment, the thirteenth from the left actually saw a sword.

In front of the left thirteenth eyes, a sword appeared at the same time, making the left thirteenth dumbfounded on the spot.

The soldier's pupil couldn't be stimulated in an instant, and the thirteenth from the left immediately retreated, extremely fast, all the wings hidden in the blood bead space would fly out.

This extreme danger disappeared in an instant.

Because where there is a sword, there is no sword in front of the left thirteen. The woman just raised her head and glanced at the left thirteen, and she was still so cold immediately.

"fantasy?"

The thirteen from the left looked around in confusion. It was an illusion that it was difficult to understand, but when the soldier character pupil was about to be stimulated again, the sword appeared again, and the thirteen from the left also heard the cold voice of the woman before him.

It came from an ancient iceberg. Although the sound was very natural and comparable to Taoyin, it made people feel completely cold.

"Can she find out?"

Fantasy is indeed a fantasy, as long as the left thirteen completely arouses the soldier character pupil, it is estimated that the fantasy is true.

The allure woman in front of her was too powerful, and she was so powerful that Zuo Shisan was unpredictable.

"Sorry!"

The thirteenth from the left still stepped back, the sword shadow once again dissipated, and the woman on the opposite side was still not moving.

"Senior Sister?"

The thirteenth from the left still yelled, wanting to be close, maybe it is because the disciples who have come out of the school have to complete the task together, it is better to get familiar.

It's a pity that there is still no response, and it's too weird in the hall.

The thirteenth from the left chuckled, but people ignored it, and the thirteenth from the left had nothing to do. However, the thirteenth left to express that they were all together, so they sat on the seat next to the woman.

This time, the woman raised her head again to Kanang 13 from the left, cold, still so cold. Beauty is beautiful, the woman has no expression at all.

But at that moment, there were clear footsteps in the hall.

Black clothes, black hair, like a holy king walking out of the darkness.

Obviously he is a disciple, but he can walk on his own, dressed in black, gradually becoming extraordinary.

The man is very beautiful, with long hair like a willow, with long hair like Mo draped behind him, a bit delicate and charming. It's just that men are also cold, so cold strangers should not enter.

But when the man walked over, he suddenly saw the colder woman.

The man's cold dissipated instantly, revealing a deep and elegant smile.

"Sister Xue Gong, are you here too?"

"Blue Snow Palace?"

The thirteenth from the left was even more taken aback. He really didn't expect that the iceberg woman beside him was Luo Lingxian's apprentice, Shura Sword Spirit, Lan Xue Palace.

The Lanxue Palace is the top-ranking spirits, the arrogant of Xiuluo Mountain, and the best candidate for the immortal seedlings in the future.

The Lanxue Palace's talent is too scary. Since entering Xiuluo Mountain, he has never failed in the Corpse Dao Sect.

Especially the Lanxue Palace, which is the reincarnation of the female saint, is said to have memories of previous lives.

"Two lives memory? Same as me?"

When he heard Lan Xuegong on the spot, the thirteenth left really wanted to ask Lan Xuegong a lot, after all, they had the same fate.

Left thirteenth was dumb there, the black man had already walked over, and of course he saw the thirteenth left sitting next to the Blue Snow Palace.

"Step aside!"

The man in black didn't talk nonsense, and let the thirteenth from left give way on the spot.

Zuo Thirteen looked back and made sure that the man in black was talking about himself, and replied indifferently: "Why?"

The thirteenth from left is not unreasonable, but has seen the token on the man in black, a disciple of Human Dao Mountain. Why would the thirteenth from the left give the Human Dao Mountain disciple?

"Left thirteenth, you are really crazy!"

The black-clothed man smiled indifferently, he actually knew Zuo Thirteen. And this sentence was also addressed to Lan Xuegong.

"Humph!"

The thirteenth left did indeed feel the icy cold exuding from Lan Xuegong's body, which came from the depths of his soul.

The thirteenth from the left did not have a soul, and there was Yunji soul fire in his body, and he sat steadily. Even if the Blue Snow Palace belonged to Mount Asura, the thirteenth from the left would not let it go anyway.

"Huh? Interesting?"

"It's a pity that you are not even the Lingzun, why can I choose you this time!"

The black-clothed man looked at Zuo Thirteen with disdain, even if he knew that Zuo Thirteen was the Alchemy Master, he didn't have any good expressions.

"Lingzun? Are all the spirits coming this time?"

The thirteenth from the left looked at the black-clothed man suspiciously, and the black-clothed man pointed again.

"I'll say it again, give it to me!"

The man exudes a weird aura, not a corpse or aura, but a ghost that makes the world go around and disturbs people's hearts.

It's a pity that the thirteenth from the left is not a human, nor a ghost, but a zombie.

"Why?" The thirteenth from the left still didn't move. This is troublesome.

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