dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Just when Zhang Shizu fell into a beautiful fantasy, Chen's broken voice brought him back to reality.

"I'm talking about Chao'er's ancestor, why are you smiling so lasciviously? Did you hold your fart!!"

Looking at the other party's dead fish eyes full of suspicion, Zhang Shizu backed away in fright.

"No no!"

"Major General, I see what you said, how can I! I'm thinking about how to save these poor people of the Xuan clan!"

"Really?" Scourge's intuition has always been keen, but he still doesn't believe it.

"Then what do you think of, tell us!"

Conscience of heaven and earth, what can Zhang Shizu do in the face of such a situation, just now was just a "delayed strategy" out of desperation.

But facing the nemesis' malicious smile, he had no choice but to answer.

"This...has it!"

"Major General, this subordinate can turn all the Xuan clan into zombies, so that they can be put into my Corpse Kingdom and taken out!"

"Ah?!" Even if Chen Dage was a bit stupid, he realized that this idea was not reliable.

"I'm talking about Chao'er's ancestor, what's the difference between refining a zombie and refining a Gu... Oh, there's a difference, one dies without a whole body, and the other has no peace after death..."

Facing the sad and indignant gazes of many Xuan clansmen, especially the berserk aura constantly emanating from the red-headed snake, Zhang Shizu hesitated for a second.

She shrank her neck and hid behind Chang Huaiyuan.

The Patriarch of the Chang family is far-sighted and prudent, how could he not be aware of the power of refining Gu in one world.

Even putting aside the benevolence, the other party's purpose of refining Gu is to deal with his husband in all likelihood.

Of course, such a crisis must be wiped out in the bud... After thinking for a while, the Northern Blood Dragon spoke softly.

"The only solution for now is to transfer all the Xuan clan to the underworld of the underworld. Both parties belong to the underworld, so they will surely survive."

"It's also considered a 'drainage from the bottom' for the Blood Witch, so that he has no more souls to refine!"

"Moving collectively?!" Huo Hai immediately understood after hearing the words: "That's a good idea!"

"Brother Chang, how much silver can your little brand take away at one time?"

"We have to hurry up!"

Chang Huaiyuan smiled wryly when he heard the words: "The 'Lu Yin' given by the Three-faced Emperor can only take away more than ten people, and it can only be used once."

Someone Chen: "..."

"Isn't that ridiculous...Brother Chang, look at these gangsters, they are about to cry!"

"Is there any other way?!"

The Patriarch of the Chang family didn't answer in a hurry, but secretly tried to contact the three-faced emperor.

But today's three sides...

Feeling that he couldn't get in touch, a bad premonition suddenly rose in Chang Huaiyuan's heart.

Subconsciously looked at the gray sky, and then the movement of holding the little ghost became more gentle.

Seeing that Chang Huaiyuan ignored him, Chen did not dare to talk nonsense... mainly because he was afraid of getting his ass beaten, so he decided to rely on himself.

Just when I couldn't think of a way out of my head, I only heard the long siren sound coming from afar.

And the one that made the siren sound was actually a little red crab.

While yelling "woo woo", it spewed out clusters of bubbles.

Behind the little crab is a long train, cutting through the void and rushing towards it.

The train driver poked his head out with a wicked smile on his face, tightened the rope tied to the little crab with one hand to prevent him from running away, and waved his hand at the crowd non-stop.

With that wretched temperament and "craters" of different shades all over his face, who else could it be if it wasn't Mo Huang...

The train didn't stop in front of everyone, but kept "flying" around everyone like a greedy snake.

Mo Huang yelled excitedly: "Hahahaha, long time no see, prime minister, how are you?"

Chen Daji was taken aback for a moment, and then cursed loudly.

"Damn it, what a wicked driver?!"

"What, it's upgraded again? From a taxi to a truck, now it's a train again?!"

"Oh mom, you boiled my house with bubbles, why are you so popular!!"

When Chen recognized his own bubble crab, the little fascist naturally endured it.

Immediately yelled and rushed towards his little friend: "Big Haw, Little Haw, Da Haw..."