Chapter 60 Ghost Killing 2

In this cave, a cyan sarcophagus is quietly placed there. The sarcophagus is simple, without any carving, covered with dust and a thick layer.

Zhuge Butang only feels that his sweat pores are cold. This is actually a tomb. Although I don't know how many years have passed, I can still feel the gloomy atmosphere in the tomb. Subconsciously, Zhuge Fuliang raised his hand and patted his forehead three times.

"Cock!"

Zhuge Buli and Yin Mengli stepped on the dead bones on the ground, making a sour click sound. The hole was full of dead bones, full of traces of time

The quaint sarcophagus was quietly placed there, like a dust-sealed wild ancient beast. Although it is covered with dust, you can faintly see a strange pattern on the sarcophagus, which seems to contain the word "ghost".

"This pattern is... the mark of the ghost road five thousand years ago." Yin Mengli frowned and stared at the strange marks on the sarcophagus.

"Is the ghost way also a sect of cultivating immortals?"

Yin Mengli said, "I have seen this pattern in the classics. Five thousand years ago, when Kyushu was still in the era of the division of demons, ghosts belonged to the demon sect, but unfortunately it finally disappeared."

"You mean, the owner of this tomb is a demon monk at the beginning." Zhuge Buliang was slightly surprised.

"It should be true." Yin Mengli nodded. Suddenly, Yin Mengli's pretty face turned white and fell down with a squeam.

Zhuge Buliang subconsciously held it, and saw the blood stains on Yin Mengli's chest, and the blood stained the dress red. On the plain white dress, the gorgeous blood flowers were particularly dazzling. His face was white and scary, and his expression suddenly shrank.

"What's the matter?"

"It's the poisonous barrier of the black snake. We have to find a way to force the poisonous barrier in the body out." Yin Mengli's voice was weak. If Zhuge Buliang hadn't supported her, she would even fall to the ground softly.

Zhuge Fuliang vaguely remembers that when he was above the hanging valley, a dark light of Yin Mengli hit his chest without a black snake. It must have been poison gas entering the body at that time.

"I will protect the law for you. You can find a way to force poison." Zhuge Buliang helped Yin Mengli and sat down.

"It doesn't work. I'm really exhausted and can't heal my wounds." Yin Mengli gasped slightly.

There is no way to cure the poison. Don't you need your own life? Zhuge Buliang was a little anxious. Looking at Yin Mengli, who was getting weaker and weaker, Zhuge Buli hesitated slightly and said, "Let me take a look at the wound."

"No!" Yin Mengli shook her head in a hurry. She knew where the wound was better than anyone else. She, who is known as an ice beauty in the Yaohai School, is extremely sacred. How can she let others easily see her body?

Zhuge didn't care so much. He stopped Yin Mengli in his arms, and his delicate body was lying, extremely soft. Zhuge Buliang stretched out his hand to untie Yin Mengli's belt.

"No way! I'll deal with it myself." Yin Mengli shook her head vigorously.

"The poison barrier will erode your body, which will ruin your cultivation!" Zhuge Buliang's face was serious. Even if his delicate body was lying, he could not have any YY heart at this moment.

Gently untie the belt around Yin Mengli's waist, and the collar slowly pulls down, revealing a large area of snow-white skin and a delicate pink belly pocket. The slippery snow-white skin is like flawless mutton jade, which is crystal clear, like a swan's neck.

Yin Mengli closed her eyes tightly, her pretty face turned red, and even her snow-white neck turned red.

Zhuge Busang took a deep breath, assessed his boiling blood, and slowly opened the belly pocket on your proud crisp chest. The blood has been dyed red, which looks shocking. The exquisite little belly pocket slowly slipped, but Zhuge Butiao did not completely pull it down, only revealing more than half of the jade rabbit.

Even so, it still makes Zhuge not swallow his saliva. At this moment, even if he is trying to calm himself down, he still can't stop the boiling blood in his body.

Yin Mengli's presumptuous ketone body appeared in front of Zhuge Buteng's eyes, but on Yin Mengli's full crisp * chest, there was a blood hole the size of a thumb, and the skin around the wound was a little dark, which was completely caused by poison gas.

Yin Mengli sneered and clenched Zhuge's clothes tightly.

"Sister, bear with it. I'm going to suck out the poison gas for you." Zhuge Buliang frowned and opened his mouth to suck the wound on Yin Mengli's chest. The smooth skin was soft at the touch, with a faint fragrance and a slight smell of blood.

"Well...no... No way..." Yin Mengli seemed to moan and painful, her delicate body trembled, and her hands firmly grasped Zhuge's clothes. In the past, she was holy and noble, even if she didn't even touch the man's hand, but now she is held by Zhuge Buliang the pair of jade rabbits.

A trace of poison gas was sucked into his body by Zhuge Fuliang. He was not afraid of poison gas, but gambling. The seven divine holes in his gambling body would not stand idly by and would definitely help him eliminate these poisonous gases.

Zhuge Buli sucked Yin Mengli's proud breasts, and his body fell on Yin Mengli's body. Yin Mengli's originally pale and pretty face became crimson at this moment, her red lips were squeezed tightly, and her beautiful eyes were closed tightly. It seemed to be painful, it seemed to be sad and moaned.

"Well...brother...you can't do this..." This is the first time that Yin Mengli called Zhuge Buli as a junior.

Zhuge Busang didn't say anything. At this moment, he couldn't say anything. The poison gas in Yin Mengli's body was sucked out little by little by Zhuge Busang. These poison gas poured into Zhuge Busang's body with a slight chill. It was extremely cold that even froze the blood in his body.

"Brother, you can't... Can't... Well..." Yin Mengli's teeth clenched her red lips and muttered.

Yin Mengli's delicate body trembled repeatedly. Gradually, she loosened her hand holding Zhuge's clothes, and her arms trembled and hugged Zhuge's neck. The original weak look gradually regained its vitality. The heat rolled in Dantian, and Zhenyuanli became active again.

The poison gas is sucked out of the body, and the true power is not constrained.

But Zhuge Buting is in trouble at this moment. His face is pale and scary. There seems to be a black gas between his eyebrows. The poisonous gas penetrated into his body, and his whole body is cold, as if even the blood has coagulated. Finally, Zhuge Fuliang let out a low roar in his throat and collapsed.

"How do you feel?" Yin Mengli hurriedly sorted out her clothes and pulled the plain white skirt over to cover her rich body.

"You heal your wounds, don't worry about me!" Zhuge Fuliang left a faint sentence, and then it was dark in front of him, and his whole body lost his sleep.

Yin Mengli took good control of her clothes. She took a look at Zhuge Buteng and clenched her silver teeth, but she still sat down and operated the Zhenyuan power in her body to repair the injury.

The whole tomb was silent, and I don't know how long it took. Zhuge Biao woke up quietly and only felt sore all over, and his limbs were cold, as if he were in an ice cellar. But fortunately, his true power was not bound. He looked inside his body, and the black gas inhaled into his body was gone.

Zhuge Fuliang won the bet this time, and the seven divine caves really helped him resolve the poison gas.

ps: There is still one chapter at ten o'clock, and three chapters a day from now on.