Chapter 371 Silver Ghost 16

But, why?

The swordsman in white suddenly raised his head, and his eyes stabbed Qin Yan like a sharp blade, and he couldn't wait to peel him off to see through.

Yes, why?

Qin Yan is also puzzled.

Young love and hate are fierce and impulsive. Sometimes there is no trace, which is so inexplicable that people can't find a reason.

He didn't expect that in addition to Yu Hanyan, another woman would do this to him.

Only for admiration, that's not the case. Why is such a deep feeling?

If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it anymore. The heartbreaking pain came from his chest, so he temporarily abandoned his doubts and focused on spitting blood and coughing.

"Everyone can go, but he must die." The swordsman in white tried his voice to be indifferent.

"Then you have to step over my body first." Ye Yingru raised her eyebrows, and there was relief and determination in her pupils. Her wrist turned, and the tip of the sword pointed to Duan Fei's chest and said in a condensed voice, "Yulang, go quickly!"

Qin Yan wiped the blood stains with his sleeves. After the itching in his chest turned into severe pain, he stopped coughing and waited for the blood to calm down.

'I haven't fallen to the point of relying on women to protect me.'

He smiled gently and was about to open his mouth. Suddenly, his heart suddenly jumped, like a lightning across the sky, with a strange feeling in his heart, and he looked up to the west. Not only him, but everyone felt strange and their eyes converged in the same place.

The gray fog opened the way, and a slender figure appeared from it. His face was pale and his eyes were like red jade, but he was wrapped in the momentum of looking at all sentient beings and walked calmly with his hands on his back. Behind him, a large group of people followed closely like stars holding the moon, willing to become his foil. The desolate and deep mountains and fields in the distance also seem to be a little dimmed under his pressure and submit to him.

That person is Zhao Zhiping!

Zhao Zhiping walked slowly with his hands on his back, and it seemed that people could only see his face clearly by raising their faces. He walked in the middle, and many strong masters and gentle and gorgeous beauties behind him were gloomy. All the light converged on him alone, and the land he had traveled seemed to tremble slightly.

At this time, the golden dragon, who was once as famous as him, was far worse in momentum.

Qin Yan looked away from Zhao Zhiping and found Yinxiu behind him. Yinxiu walked among many women, lowered her head, deliberately restrained her glory, and was not eye-catching at all in the surroundings of Yingying and swallows. She noticed Qin Yan's gaze, her eyelids were raised, and her eyes were intertwined with Qin Yan for a moment, and then fell down again.

Looking at her obedient and humble appearance, it seems that she has completely regarded herself as a member of Zhao Zhiping's harem. But Qin Yan can see that no matter how much she hides, she is different.

The difference does not come from appearance, but from strength and grade.

Among the enemies present, although Zhao Zhiping's temperament is the most dazzling, Yinxiu is at the same level as him and the Golden Dragon. According to the Western Great Food Countries, if zombies are distinguished by blood, these three are the purest and oldest. Their power comes directly from the silver ghost face. As for other zombies, they were born indirectly by their hands.

Qin Yan suddenly wondered how they stimulated the power of the silver ghost face? I have also worn a silver ghost face, but it doesn't seem to be strange!

Jinlong stopped fighting with Liu Wanyun and retreated silently. Originally, at the moment when Liu Wanyun was slightly distracted, he had a chance to seize the flaw and expand the results, but he had his own calculation in his heart. Since Zhao Zhiping proclaims himself to be the king, let the king solve the problem here!

Zhao Zhi came close to the front, glanced at the people and said, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting for a long time. Please forgive me."

Everyone was silent, and only the fairy leaning on the body of the python said softly, "The monkey is crowned."

Zhao Zhiping's eyes immediately fell on her face. After staring for a moment, he smiled and said, "Isn't it a very sad thing for a beautiful woman like Miss Xin, who is as beautiful and has both literary and martial arts? Without waiting for Xin Xian to answer, he turned to Liu Wanyun and said, "Liu Xianzi's medical skills can almost change her life, and she shouldn't die here for nothing!"

"Life changed against the sky? Oh! But I can't change my own life." Liu Wanyun looked at Ye Yingru's back and Qin Yan, who bowed his head and covered his mouth and coughed gently, and sighed deeply.

Xinxian said slowly, "Do you mean to make us all be stinky zombies like you? I'm really sorry, I can't do such a thing.

Zhao Zhiping said, "If a person dies, is there any difference between fragrance and smell? No matter how beautiful the flowers are, they will eventually wither and fall into mud. Maybe as soon as the wind blows, they will fall into the pit..."

Xinxian frowned: "You are so disgusting!"

Zhao Zhiping looked at her with a smile on the corners of his lips and said slowly, "This is the end that the world must go through. If you want to keep this beauty, you can only get a glimpse of the eternal life by being extraordinary and close to the road. Long-term vision, immortality, this is what we should pursue. As for the secular sarcasm, the so-called right and wrong, are all passing by the clouds and fleeting. What is it?

"Well, the last sentence is right..." Xin Xian's tone was soft, and the waves in her eyes seemed to be a little moved.

"It's boring, it's all old-fashioned, empty and tasteless remarks..." Qin Yan interrupted disdainfully. He is familiar with Buddhist scriptures, and although he is often confused, he will not be deceived by such empty remarks. However, before he finished his words, he felt a little itchy in his throat and quickly covered his mouth again.

Zhao Zhiping didn't look at him at all, completely ignored him, only looked at Xinxian, and said, "The dead lamp is like a dream, which belongs to nothingness. All reputation and praise are meaningless..."

Xin Xian nodded while listening, as if he was about to be moved.

Liu Wanyun suddenly turned his head and said, "Miss Xin, do you believe what he said?"

Xinxian smiled innocently: "It seems to make sense. I want to hear it again."

Zhao Zhiping also smiled: "Liu Xianzi, you might as well calm down and think about it..."

"I just want to ask you one thing." Liu Wanyun interrupted him coldly, "Would you like to let Yingru go?"

A dilemma appeared on Zhao Zhi's plane: "The little prince grew up with us, and I don't want to kill her, but if the ceremony lacks phoenix blood, the effect will be much worse..."

"Then give up that damn ceremony!" This sound came from the south, from a dirt slope smashed by a python tail, revealing Fang Qiuyao's figure covered with flesh and blood.