Chapter 4890

Old manager Luo looked at several mountain paths leading to the top of the mountain and said in a deep voice, "it should be that one."

He reached for the third path on the left. "Miss Qiao's breath is faintly coming from there. I guess that's it."

When they heard the old steward's words, they immediately sank down and spread out their spiritual feelings.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go!" A disciple of a small aristocratic family, waving his lower arm vigorously, without saying a word, took his fellow disciples and walked towards the mountain road.

Suddenly, two or three claws were thrown out of the grass, which made a roar in the mouth.

Their action is very amazing. When they see people, they rush at them and show their tusks.

The disciple of the aristocratic family turned blue with fear. He quickly drew out his knife and cut it on the back of his corpse puppet.

The corpse puppet's body was obviously stiff for a while. The disciples of the family were frightened and scared. They were reaching out to push him away.

Sudden changes happened -

I saw the corpse puppet bow his head, open his mouth and nibble on his head melon seeds, the sharp fangs pierced his head and bit off half of his scalp.

"Ah ah ah!"

"How can there be corpse puppets in the secret place?" stammered the emotional nun

"It seems that it's the people in our camp." Another monk said in a hurry.

"It's fishermen. We saved them. Fishermen of Haibin village."

"What's the matter? Why are they all dead? "

"No way! This kind of natural secret place can absorb magic power even when breathing and breathing. It can't change

"Get out of the way!" Duoshan Mei roared, drew out his sword and cut off the arm of a corpse puppet.

However, the arm fell on the ground, and even made a few continuous jumps.

A monk quickly twists a fireball and burns it, which can burn the arm to ashes.

"Don't think about what they don't have. Solve them first."

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Haihaiyuan City Lord's mansion is transformed from more than ten connected large karst caves.

In the master's bedroom, Keith weaves a curtain of shells and pearls.

Sweep open the curtain and enter. Beside it are stone tables and benches, and a stone bed with exquisite sculptors.

The wine vessels made of precious stones are full of light, and the light of the Pearl shines on the whole cave.

Lord Keith, with a graceful figure, lay on the stone bed and played with ten slender jade fingers.

When he heard the report from his subordinates that he had lost it, the LORD turned his face abruptly and mercilessly. He grabbed the wine vessel at his hand and banged it on the head of someone.

It's made of the strongest phosphor in the deep sea. It hits people's heads. It's the thing that lets people rest for minutes.

The man fell to the ground, but he couldn't even hum. He immediately belched.

Lord Keith looked at him like that. He was so angry that he swore, "useless things, even some thieves who broke into the city Lord's mansion can't catch them. What's the use of raising you?"

"Drag it down." It's upsetting to watch.

"Go and find my twenty-eight husband, who has recently been admitted to the government."

"Yes, Lord." Kneeling beside the curtain of the door, the little maid, with an ugly face with a red mark on it, crawled back and went out in panic.

"Useless." Lord Keith snorted, and her long legs rocked slightly. Her eyes unconsciously looked up to her head.