I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded

After Lang Zongyi woke up.

He found himself surrounded by people headed by Yan Jiu.

He only felt a tingling pain at the corner of his mouth. He touched it with his index finger and found that the corner of his mouth was cracked.

His slightly majestic eyes narrowed.

With his slightly swollen left cheek, Lang Zongyi immediately locked on to the suspect: "Curator Yan, do you want to explain?"

【Master Jiu is so ruthless. 】

[I can't wake up if I don't try hard! 】

【I mean, only Lord Jiu can strike so hard with such a face. 】

[Listen, handsome boy, our Lord Jiu risked his life to go to Zhihuilin to save you, what happened to punching you?Dog head save life.jpg]

Lang Zong kept staring at Yan Jiu rubbing the back of his hands frantically because of too much force.

No emotion, all technique.

Yan Jiu was very blunt: "The effect of force is mutual, Director Lang, don't be ignorant of good people."

When she found that Lang Zongyi's soul had fallen into a deep sleep, she couldn't help but punch him.

in fact.

Yan Jiu had a better way to wake people up, but she chose the simplest and most brutal method because she held a grudge.

Who let Lang Zongyi trick her into becoming the general counsel.

It is light to be beaten.

Although she didn't suffer much.

But if her senior brother is still there.

According to her senior brother's personality of pampering her too much, if she dares to cheat her, Lang Zongyi will definitely be stripped of his skin by her senior brother!
A twitch of the corner of Lang Zongyi's mouth would tear the wound, and the majesty of the superior was more than half broken by the punch.

He simply remained expressionless.

Lang Zongyi stopped arguing with Yan Jiu, but looked keenly at Yan Jiu's phone camera.

Yan Jiu handed the phone to Lang Zongyi: "Come on, tell the audience friends who care about you that you are safe."

Lang Zong saw the live broadcast room at a glance.

[Sleeping Beauty wakes up. 】

[Sleeping Beauty, hello. 】

[The grace of saving life should be promised by body, do you know? 】

[I've decided to quit the love triangle, the beauty should stay and fly with the beauty, so I won't be jealous, I'll be sweet! 】

[We are all from the natal family of Lord Jiu, if you want to marry in the future, you have to please us. 】

[What and what. . .It's crooked, everyone! 】

[Only I want to know which bureau chief this is?Sure enough, all the handsome ones were handed over to the state. 】

【ah!Is this the feeling of being held in the palm of a handsome guy?I bend~]

Lang Zongyi: "..."

He resolutely handed the phone to Yan Jiu, and looked at the mountain god who was staring at him, hesitating to speak.

The mountain god seized the opportunity and shook Lang Zongyi's hand up and down: "Hello, hello, hello, hello."

Lang Zongyi withdrew his hand before dislocating it: "Hello."

He was still immersed in the inexplicable memory of the past, and he didn't come back to himself until he caught the resentful eyes of Chen Cheng and Hou Ming.

Lang Zong frowned.

His eyes glanced at the corpse that Hou Ming was carrying, and he had no intention of going up to help him.

Yan Jiu waved to the audience in the live broadcast room, and after closing the live broadcast room, he asked, "I don't know what happened to Director Lang, so he made the seal in such a hurry."

Lang Zong said: "The dead body among the zombies."

He never forgot the moment when he found the anchor of Survival on Deserted Island, the other party was strangled by zombies, sucked dry of blood like a dead fish that couldn't break free.

When he used his heart fire to finish off the zombies.

He didn't ignore the costumes of the zombies.

That is the battle robe that ancient soldiers would wear.

Mention the tabard.

Lang Zongyi thought of General Turan.

If he guessed correctly, General Turan was that Turanyi from the Yunze reign of the Ming Dynasty.

The history books have something to say.

Turan was 31 years old. He did not die on the battlefield of fighting the enemy bravely, but died of suspicion in the emperor's heart.

How sad.

Lang Zongyi rubbed his eyebrows.

Then saw the wolf's teeth cracked on the wrist.

His heart froze.

Think of the origin of Langya.

At this time.

Yan Jiu yelled a third time: "Director Lang!"

Lang Zongyi finally heard Yan Jiu's voice: "Sorry, what did you just say?"

Yan Jiu: "..." Did this person really do it on purpose?
She completed the sealing formation.

When asking Lang Zongyi for a red envelope.

Called three times but no one answered.

No matter how you look at it, something is wrong~
Lang Zongyi apologized earnestly, and handed over a bank card: "I didn't mean it."

Yan Jiu snorted coldly: "You better be."

Lang Zongyi looked ahead: "The password is still six six."

Yan Jiu turned her head in satisfaction.

Go towards the inner circle.

Hou Ming was in a hurry: "You know that there are zombies, and you are obviously sealed, why do you want to go in?"

Yan Jiu asked back: "It's already here, why don't you go in and see if you can sleep at night?"

Hou Ming: "..." I couldn't sleep at night after I went in!

Chen Cheng said directly: "Hou Mingxiu and I are only innate, so we won't go in and drag a few people back."

Yan Jiu didn't say much: "Then I found a treasure, the two of you won't share a piece of the pie, right?"

Hou Ming choked: "How could we be so shameless!?"

Yan Jiu's figure disappeared into the mist: "You better do what you say."

After stepping into the inner circle.

The green forest is labeled as sluggish, as if it has been sucked out of life.

It was full of scars and hairy bones.

It seems that hell is divided into prisons on earth.

Yan Jiu said angrily: "You are a dying person and you don't know how to rest, so what are you doing after you come in?"

Lang Zongyi thought for a while: "Share a piece of the pie?"

Immediately.

Yan Jiu's eyes were burning.

Lang Zongyi: "..." This guy is a bit protective.

The mountain god is caught in the middle.

Dilemma.

Simply act as a transparent person.

Lang Zongyi stared: "The fog seems to get thicker as you go in."

Ascetics can see things in the dark, but they need to consume a certain amount of aura.

Through the fog as well.

Yan Jiu took out another flashlight.

Pass it to Lang Zongyi friendly.

Lang Zongyi received it in disbelief.

I found that the aura of the flashlight was gone.

Lang Zongyi tried his best to keep his tone calm: "You can't use it when you take it out, what are you doing with it?"

Yan Jiu said truthfully, "I'll make you happy for nothing!"

Lang Zongyi: "..." I don't want a share of the pie, you can see it.

In the end, Yan Jiu didn't run on anyone anymore, because they came to the five elements and eight trigrams array lined up with black wooden coffins.

The fog was getting heavier and heavier.

It can be said that you can't see your fingers.

The ground under his feet shook suddenly.

perceived popularity.

The coffin lids of several coffins suddenly flew out.

Subsequently.

An unrecognizable zombie in armor bared its sharp teeth and rushed towards Yan Jiu and the others.

Lang Zong subconsciously stood in front of people.

Yan Jiu dragged Lang Zongyi behind the mountain god.

At the same time, the green bamboo in his hand hit the zombie with an unstoppable trend, and the air wave driven by it radiated golden light.

Subsequently.

Yan Jiu inserted the green bamboo straight into the ground.

The glowing cold golden light scattered in all directions with Yan Jiu as the center, and the air waves raised temporarily dispelled the dense fog.

Sometimes Yan Jiu's palms are facing up and fingers are upturned, and sometimes palms are facing each other and fingers are aligned.

Followed by Yan Jiu's casting spell.

Numerous swastikas glowing with golden light rose from the sky.

Flying through the zombie's body like an arrow, the flying corpses were scattered in the air, and their throats could not help but let out an uncontrollable roar of pain.

A weak voice came.

"Can you please be merciful, my lord?"

Yan Jiu turned a deaf ear to it.

The voice seemed to have been expected, and he continued: "If my lord is willing to let them go, Guan Zi'an is willing to exchange Sanqingling, his wealth and life."

Yan Jiu withdrew his hand in an instant, pretending to say: "I'm not greedy for San Qingling and you, I just do good deeds every day."

talking.

Yan Jiu took out the free talisman papers and pasted them on the foreheads of the zombies one by one.

The voice pondered for a moment, as if it had been a long time since I heard such unreasonable and irritating words.

It took a long time before he said.

"... what your lord said is very true."