The other guards who followed Xu Xun were naturally frightened.
A group of people retreated with weak legs, looking at Qin Xuanji not far away in great horror, when she was alive, she was such a glamorous, noble and dazzling person.
After he died, he stood here so shriveled and hideous, his clothes in tatters, embarrassed and desolate.
Such a scene is heart-wrenching.
However, her eyes made people feel frightened, and they just wanted to escape.
"Shut up!"
Yan Jiuming's tone was so cold that it couldn't be diminished by half a point in such a hot atmosphere.
Xu Xun and the others' frightened screams stopped abruptly, watching Yan Jiuming actually walk towards the dried corpse step by step, he walked very lightly and slowly, and he couldn't hear the sound of footsteps.
"The Emperor's ......"
Xu Xun swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, and reached out to grab Yan Jiuming to prevent him from approaching.
Although Qin Xuanji's eyes no longer knew where they went, and her expression had no change, he didn't know why, he always felt that she was full of murderous aura at the moment.
It was a condensation of heavy grievances, heavy grievances and desolate grievances.
It can devour anyone.
In his consciousness, he couldn't let Yan Jiuming get close.
Yan Jiuming ignored him, and saw that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, burning violently behind Qin Xuanji, making a crackling sound, almost, about to burn her body.
In her current situation, a fire can turn her into dust.
Absolutely not!
Xu Xun stared wide-eyed, for fear of missing something.
I don't understand why the emperor is so concerned about a corpse?
In his widening eyes, Qin Xuanji's stiff and broken body was reflected, and for a moment, Xu Xun seemed to see that the dry corpse that had been motionless all this time seemed to move slightly.
He felt his heart pound up.
It almost jumped out of his throat.
It was at this moment that something even bigger shocked him happened.
Yan Jiuming, who had already walked in front of Qin Xuanji's corpse, seemed to want to reach out and pick up the corpse, that is, at the moment when he stretched out his hand......
Xu Xun suddenly gasped and fell backwards.
The corpse, alive.
The shriveled corpse was like a devil in the dark night, and suddenly opened his hands and grabbed Yan Jiuming's body with his teeth and claws.
The distance was too close, even if Yan Jiuming wanted to go backwards, it would be too late.
On the chest, on the neck, he was hit hard by two heavy claws.
The woman's hands, the skin and flesh were all dry, and only the extremely hard bones were left erected, and it was unimaginable to grasp them with all her strength.
The robe on Yan Jiuming's chest was immediately scratched.
The white undershirt is revealed, and the blood stains are clearly visible.
Yan Jiuming, who was in pain, took a few steps back, but the corpse seemed to be implanted with a soul, and it pounced dexterously, waving his hands, wanting to put Yan Jiuming to death.
In the end, it was good martial arts, Yan Jiuming accidentally suffered a loss just now, and now he can dodge it.
As soon as he jumped to the side, Xu Xun came back to his senses and shouted angrily: "What are you still doing in a daze, quickly knock down this ghost thing." ” A group of stunned guards woke up in shock, drew their knives and rushed forward.
No one saw Yan Jiuming's terrifyingly cold face.
Those people's knives fell sparsely on Qin Xuanji's body, and the bones of the corpse made a clanging sound, and she trembled all over and hurriedly retreated.