dead child, ghost carrying coffin

The words "Hua Jiu Nan" made Chen Daji surprised and astonished, he stood there at a loss what to do.

"Boss, Boss, you actually know us... That's right, after so many years of joint burial, can you not know each other, or you are on top..."

"Fuck, we were buried together in the previous life, so we still have to marry you in this life?!"

Hearing these outrageous words, Hao Gui quickly stretched out his big furry hand to cover Chen Dage's stinking mouth.

"Stop talking nonsense, Major General, you will die!"

"Furthermore, you have the chance to marry the person who buried you in the previous life, not a joint burial..."

Outside the cave:

Izanami exerted all her strength and violently pushed the blue sarcophagus away from her body.

When he saw the clear palm print on the opponent's "body", he was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed wildly.

"God of Middle Earth, you are also seriously injured now, are you trying to suppress me first?!"

The blue sarcophagus took back all the corpses with a cold snort, leaving only the four most powerful ones—that is, the protection that had just dragged Izanami by his side.

"I didn't expect that there was still a trace of spiritual consciousness left in the body of the sin blood... I just don't know how many blows are left..."

At the same time, in the mysterious Ancestral Land of Perfection:

All the Dajin people all set their gazes on Xiangzhu, their gazes were full of admiration.

Even the old ancestors sighed sincerely.

"Xiang'er is worthy of being the most holy empress, planning the Three Realms Wushuang!"

"Even I don't know when you put Jiu'er's body in the Hall of Valor."

"In this way, once it merges with this world, it must be more powerful than before!"

Unexpectedly, the praised incense master did not speak, but stared down and frowned.

After a while, he opened his mouth lightly.

"'You don't get paid for nothing', I'm dissatisfied with my ancestors, I didn't do this thing Xiang'er."

"After Xiaojiu took the initiative to disarm him, I don't know where he put his body..."

"What, it's not you!" Hearing this, everyone including the "big man" was stunned.

The impatient Dajin even scrutinized it again to see if "Hua Jiunan" was a fake.

But after repeated observations, it was confirmed that he was really the "Emperor Tingmeng".

Others can be impersonated, but absolutely no one can imitate the perfect blood.

"It's not a fake, and it's not the arrangement of the incense master. Could it be Emperor Jiang Chu?!"

This idea was just formed in the ancestor's mind, but he was immediately rejected by himself.

Without it, with respect to Emperor Jiang Chu's character, if he could come up with such an exquisite backhand, his chess skills would not be at the bottom of the entire ancestral land.

People gave him the nickname "Undecided and Throwing the Table King"......

Seeing the big man looking at him, Emperor Jiang Chu obviously misunderstood.

"Report to the ancestors, I really didn't do this thing!"

"It can only show that my family's Jiu'erji people have their own celestial features!"

The old ancestor nodded repeatedly when he heard the words: "You don't have to worry, I believe you."

"Hey, let's continue practicing boxing."

"That's right, isn't boxing better than chess!"

Emperor Jiang Chu: "..."

"Come out, that fat man, I want to compete with you in martial arts!"

The big fat golden man who opened the farm was stunned: "???"

"Why me again? I didn't speak this time!!"

......

On the other side, Chen Daji, who came back to his senses, struggled to break free from Haogui's stinky hands, laughed and picked up "Hua Jiunan" and ran out of the cave.

"Come on, come on, hit me!"

"I'll stand right behind the boss, smelly old ladies and smelly coffins, come here if you don't agree!"

The God of Tengu has always been careful, said softly "the little god is overstepping" and quietly grabbed "Hua Jiunan" by the wrist.

After a while, he said to the ecstatic Chen Daji with a dark face, "Young Master, Major General, I advise you to keep a low profile..."