It's night.
The cemetery far away in the suburbs is full of ghosts and winds.
Feng Fuyao rarely wore a black dress today.
She had a slim figure and a slim figure, and her tight-fitting clothes had narrow sleeves and were clean and neat.
Her long flaxen hair was tied back into a ponytail.
At this time, he was cutting something against a tombstone.
"What are you doing?"
The same Ji Ciyan also wore a night clothes, and her deep peach blossom eyes were looking at her momentarily.
I blew the powder on the whittled bamboo whistle in my hand.
I felt dissatisfied, drilled a few more holes in it, and flicked it in disgust.
"I won't tell you."
Several night owls were heard chirping from far and near, which was extremely strange in the silent night.
I originally wanted to hand these people over to the government for processing, but I didn't expect that I would have to deal with the situation myself.
Sighing, I could only wait.
During the Lunar New Year, various countries paid their respects.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Kingdom discovered a batch of ownerless corpses earlier.
After investigating the mass graves on the outskirts of the city, there were also some corpses that were not new graves but were not rotten.
The corpses were missing.
The number is staggering.
When the incident was reported, the emperor was furious and assigned his nine sons to take full responsibility.
But this matter is extremely confidential.
There are only five people who are here to wait and see for fear of alerting the enemy.
In addition to her and Ji Ciyan, there are also two of his hidden guards who have never met before but are very capable in martial arts at first sight.
Finally, they are outside the city.
General Lou Chong, who had a relationship with her.
During the annual banquet, Lou Chong was out inspecting the matter and had not seen her.
He was more than surprised to see her again.
Although he had heard that Master Fuyao had returned to His Highness the Ninth Prince, the last thing he expected was that the immortal young man turned out to be her.
The bright moon shines on the earth, and the clouds cover the water.
A batch of corpses will be thrown away every three days.
After many days of tracking, Lou Chong has targeted the cemetery next to the old city.
If he is right, he can catch turtles in his dream tonight.
There are three moments of ugliness.
Lou Chong was wearing tight clothes, and his over-developed muscles were wrapped tightly in the clothes, as if they were about to burst at any time.
His shiny black skin blended into the night, and his vigilant expression was hard to detect.
The two secret guards were suspected of being twins.
Their statures were hard to tell, and they were wrapped more like rice dumplings.
The only thing that seemed superfluous was the sword in their hands.
Another gust of dark wind blew, and the dark clouds gradually engulfed the moonlight.
The gas mixed with rotten smell covered the surrounding area at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the dry matter on all sides was rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Feng Fuyao narrowed his black eyes, and the green gas in the darkness gradually came in and thickened, "It's miasma."
The figure flew lightly and stopped on a monument.
The miasma was rich and thick, and it could not float high.
She tapped her toes, stood firmly on it, and looked around.
The others also took their own corners like her.
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Ji Ciyan stood alone with her hands fluttering, her hem fluttering in the wind, and her posture was extremely elegant.
See her and smile back.
Feng Fuyao sneered at the monster, turned her head and stopped looking at him.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding." came the short sound of bells.
Everyone said: It’s finally here A fly whisk, two lanterns, and four people carrying a big black sedan chair.
There is a melodious flute sound that captivates the mind.
The ground beneath her body moved slightly, the coffin board made a knocking sound, and the tombstone under Feng Fuyao's feet sank.
At such a moment, the ghosts could not be alarmed.
Just when Ji Ciyan was about to take action, she saw the young man's hands spread out and he rose up easily and effortlessly, which showed that he The realm of lightness.
Lou Chong looked at him with admiration, Wenli and Wenyuan looked a little ashamed.
I saw things breaking out of the ground everywhere, the rotten smell became stronger, and corpses swayed out.
They all looked like they were about to rot, but they stumbled away neatly to the source of the sound ahead.
There were pieces of meat falling between the passages, with insect repellents on them, stiff movements, and suspicious things.
These corpses didn't make any sound.
They didn't look like ordinary walking corpses.
They watched the process of robbing the corpse completely.
They looked at each other and nodded lightly.
Lou Chong was the first to say, "His grandma's son of a bitch.
I really didn't expect that it was Xingxiu Pavilion who did such a thing.
What kind of bullshit is this?"
This filthy thing actually did such a destructive thing."
After speaking, he spat on the ground.
Asking for gifts and making wishes, they all drew their swords and prepared their swords.
The cold light flickered.
It was obvious that they were very jealous of the person in front of them.
Ji Ciyan glanced somewhere, but her expression remained the same.
There was a brush sound, and light shone.
The young master's expression was cold and solemn.
The jade bone fan rarely opened.
The opening of the fan was as sharp as a knife, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura.
"Hey, who do you think I am?
I really didn't expect that today I would be lucky enough to meet His Majesty the Ninth Prince of Yuan Kingdom, who is famous all over the world.
The person who was supposed to come didn't come.
I was originally very disappointed.
I didn't think about today.
Haha, it's really true.
What about this trip?"
The enchanting voice continued, "Hey, the boy next to me is really pretty, but my sister doesn't like young men."
The giggles continued.
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