Wu Ni Huang Fei

Chapter 217 The Mausoleum of the Holy Ancestor [36]

She slapped herself on the head hard, "I shouldn't talk nonsense at all, I should just take the things and leave..."

As a result, after talking nonsense for so long, these dead puppets started to move.

Lacquer Ming Ke quickly glanced at all the officials. Less than ten of them have started to activate. He said: "Even if you don't talk nonsense, they will start to move before you get the Lingxi Orb, but they shouldn't be too difficult to deal with." At least , definitely easier to deal with than the previous blood thorns.

Mo Fenghua rolled his eyes twice: "Isn't it difficult to deal with it? If that's the case...then I'll continue to look for Lingxi Beads, and you... deal with them."

She clapped her hands: "That's it."

Ming Ke, the lacquer carving, hurriedly shouted: "Hey, hey, hey... Mo Fenghua, you can't do this, how can you leave me alone with so many, not to mention that there are nine floors in the coffin, and each floor has hidden weapons and poisons. You can do it yourself. indefinite……"

Mo Fenghua's footsteps paused for a moment, okay... Ming Ke, the lacquer carving, was right. The coffins of the ancestor emperors were very large, and the emperor's coffins were all nine layers, implying nobility.

Every time you open a layer, you will encounter danger. Moreover, the outermost coffin lid is so heavy that she cannot lift it alone, and you still need the help of Mingo Lacquer.

At this moment, there are more than a dozen people who have been mobilized. They are all like robots, with stiff joints, dull eyes, stiff knees, and can't bend.
Like a corpse, it can only jump from jump to jump.

Their speed is not fast and their attack power is average, but... their bodies are abnormally silhouetted. Ming Ke and Mo Fenghua can dodge more easily, but when they hit them with palm force, they are like stone sinking into the sea, without any response.

Also, their strength is very strong, every time they jump up and fall, cracks will appear on the hard stone floor, and the whole palace will tremble.

Swinging their arms, they could feel a strong wind blowing across their faces, like a knife.

If he was really hit by their arms, he would at least break a bone.

Mo Fenghua wanted to grab the knife, but the knife that Qi Diao Mingke gave her had disappeared, it seemed to be thrown outside in an empty palace.

She patted her head. Seriously, why did she throw away weapons at such a time? Is this looking for death?

She asked Mingo the lacquer carving, "Are there any weapons?"

He shook his head: "No more."

Mo Fenghua spread his hands, "Then I can't help it, you can clean it up yourself."

Qi Diao Mingke hurriedly said: "Wait...you let me look for it again."

He dodged the jumping zombies, turned around and came in front of Mo Fenghua. He held an ax in his hand, which looked similar to a wood chopping axe, and looked blunt, without a sharp edge...

Mo Fenghua disliked it very much, but he still took it. Having a weapon is better than not having one.

After grabbing the axe, Mo Fenghua realized that although the small axe looked unattractive, it seemed very promising, because it was not big but very heavy.

With the weapon, Mo Fenghua immediately jumped up and approached a zombie, aiming at the neck of the zombie with the ax in his hand.

But the sound of 'dang' was like the sound of two weapons colliding, very loud, Mo Fenghua took two steps back in shock, the hand holding the ax was numb...

[Girls, today is gone... See you tomorrow, too. I don't know if this one will be displayed tonight, Tx must draw every weekend. .]
(End of this chapter)