Pretty Prince vs Fake Girl

Zibuyu: the human soul is good but the po is evil, the human soul is stupid but the po is stupid, the po dominates the human body, when the soul leaves the body, it will become a zombie evil ghost.

Zombies can become demons, demons, and according to legend, they can kill dragons and swallow clouds, and wherever they go, they will be thousands of miles away.

However, the reason why the legend is called a legend is that no one has seen it in person, and it is all passed on by word of mouth, so Murong Ze's sentence "It's poisonous" before he fell into a coma instantly shattered Liang Xuan's only rationality.

He looked at those people standing upright in a daze, his eyes were lifeless, painless... walking dead... zombies.

"Wan'er, tell the boy that this is not true! Ah!! Help!!"

Wen Cai's shock was by no means easier than Liang Xuan's. Without paying attention, he let three ghostly corpses break through his defense and rushed towards Liangxuan. In a hurry, he kicked the ghostly corpse beside him, but he didn't want to be caught by him He hugged his leg, unable to move, and immediately yelled at the useless Liang Xuan, "Run!!"

Liang Xuan shivered, picked up Murong Ze, jumped up and ran. Unexpectedly, the movements of those creepy corpses were not as slow and slow as zombies, but like normal living people. Seeing Liang Xuan start to run, they immediately froze The team chased after him.

As soon as Liang Xuan turned his head, he was so frightened that his heart was torn apart, his legs crossed desperately, and he cried and howled all the way.

As soon as Zhao Yuanwai ran away, the people who stayed in the outer hall to watch the excitement realized the danger. At this moment, there was no one in sight, and Mama Xi led everyone in the yard to hide. Liang Xuan was in the empty outer hall. Stopping and turning around, he finally got himself confused, buried his head and bumped into a strange corpse suddenly.

Fortunately, when he landed, he hugged Murong Ze in time, otherwise his ass fell to the ground, and Murong Ze's head would definitely explode.

Seeing the five ghostly corpses surrounded them, Liang Xuan squeezed Murongze's face in despair, "Hey, young man, you should beat them to death before going to sleep! Otherwise, I will sleep with you this time Never wake up again!"

Kneading, kneading, pinching, pinching, all methods were used, his pale face was ravaged until it turned strangely red, Murong Ze still didn't show any signs of waking up, but because of Liang Xuan's tossing, he didn't breathe much. up.

"what--!!"

The coming fist made Liang Xuan close his eyes subconsciously, and screamed to protect Murong Ze in his arms. However, the pain he imagined did not come. Liang Xuan carefully identified it for a long time before opening his eyes with lingering fear. .

The hair is creepy.

The creepy corpse in front of him was still standing upright, but the head was missing. The stinky blood spewed out from the large break in the bowl, and Murong Ze's snow-white fox fur was stained with a bright red. Liang Xuan felt that this For a moment, even the heartbeat ceased to exist.

Looking around, the other four suffered the same thing. The corpses that lost their heads fell down one after another. Far away, five heads were neatly arranged in a line, their eyes were lifeless, and their faces were splashed with blood.

Liang Xuan swallowed hard, suddenly carried Murong Ze on his back and rushed out of the Changchun courtyard.

In the private seat on the second floor, Wuming curled his lips, "Cut, coward, it's just a few headless corpses and I'm scared out of my wits."

Mu Tiancheng wavered from side to side for a long time, and finally decided to throw away this set of chess. Just now, he used five sunspots to cut off five heads, and the missing chess pieces were useless. He sighed regretfully, "It's such a pity, this chess set is Du Yunhe's treasure, and I really can't return it now."

Wuming spat, "You will not pay back some, you are hypocritical."

Mu Tiancheng smiled nonchalantly, "Nonsense."

Speaking coldly, he stretched out his hand and pinched the back of Wuming's neck, so frightened that Wuming backed away, he quickly raised his hand to protect it, grinning like a tiger cub, Mu Tiancheng was stunned, shook his head and said, "Are you still afraid? You don't have the guts to go anywhere, not to mention that he is in such a hurry to go out to find a doctor, it's just that this poison...not everyone can cure it."

Wuming blinked his eyes, "Master, since you have saved them, why don't you send the Buddha to the west and cure him of the poison?"

Mu Tiancheng touched his chin and asked in confusion, "Yeah, why?"

Wuming rolled his eyes angrily, "You don't know about your own affairs!"

Mu Tiancheng stood up, Wuming followed in silence, and it took him a long time to hear him say lightly, "I probably won't be able to like the Murong family in this life as a teacher."

Wuming widened his eye sockets in astonishment, stared at Mu Tiancheng silently, and still couldn't believe it for a long time, "Master meant him, him, him...then why did you save him?"

Mu Tiancheng raised his hands to the sky and sighed deeply, speaking extremely annoyed and annoyed, "Because it's too noisy to protect his little bastard, as a teacher, I couldn't hold back for a while..."

Ignorance, "..."

The two masters and apprentices returned to the inn. After all, Wuming couldn't hold back, and asked, "Who else can cure the poison except Master? It must be the prince who appeared in the land of Sichuan and Yunnan at this time. Could it be that he opened his eyes and watched him die like this?" Lose?"

Mu Tiancheng lay sideways on the bed, and yawned lazily, ""Qing Ping Le" is silent, so I'm going to be lazy."

Wuming pressed his nose, spread out the paper obediently, and said every word in silence. Just when he forgot one thing and couldn't remember the follow-up, Mu Tiancheng said lightly, "Whether you survive or not depends on you." He made his own fortune, Xue Ningzi may not be a good person, but she always saves people to see how she feels."

Wuming stared at the back of his head for a while, then suddenly laughed, "It can be seen that Master is still soft-hearted."

Mu Tiancheng said without changing his face, "It's useless to flatter me, then I kept silent, I made a mistake in three words, so I can practice painting skills again today as a teacher."

Ignorance, "..."

Because of some unspeakable reasons, Liang Xuan, who was saved in the end, carried Murong Ze all the way to the hospital, threw him on the bed, was so out of breath that he couldn't speak, and kept pointing at Murong Ze in a hurry Gestures.

Fortunately, the doctor is more considerate. Those who come here are either physically or mentally ill. It is not wrong to follow the rules.

Pushing the impatient Liang Xuan aside, the old doctor who was over sixty years old fumbled to Murong Ze's side, put his hand on his wrist, checked his pulse four or five times uncertainly, and then withdrew his hand in extreme embarrassment. He shook his head again and again.

Liang Xuan's heart sank when he saw the doctor's appearance, "How is it?"

The doctor stroked his gray beard, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly got up and walked to the table without a word, took out a pen and wrote a few words on the paper.

Liang Xuan's eyes lit up, he leaned over awkwardly, poked his head in for a look, and couldn't help but be greatly disappointed.

The four words written are concise and clear at a glance.

Powerless.

"Xiu Wei is ashamed to say that I don't need to waste my time by writing like this! Doctor whose life is at stake!"

The doctor blushed slightly at Liang Xuan's words, pointed at his throat with staring eyes, then waved his hands, almost jumping in shame and anger.

Liang Xuan suddenly realized that the doctor hadn't said a word since he entered the door. It wasn't because he had a bad temper, but because he was dumb. He immediately pursed his lips and blinked his eyes to pretend to be innocent. In the end, he bent down sincerely and said apologetically, "Junior I'm sorry, I hope the doctor can think of another way, this poison has not yet attacked the heart, there must be a way to save it!"

The doctor frowned, unable to think of a clue, and looked at Liang Xuan's expectant and sincere eyes, but he did not want to see him disappointed anyway. While thinking hard, a figure suddenly flashed in his mind, the doctor was very happy, and hurriedly He wrote: ghost doctor.

Liang Xuan looked at it and couldn't help being surprised, "Who is this ghost doctor?"

The doctor wrote: The medical skill is the best in the world, and his behavior is treacherous and unruly. He is called a "ghost doctor". He should be healing the head of Yang in Qingcheng at this moment.

Liang Xuan was overjoyed, he jumped up and hugged the doctor and turned around twice excitedly, the doctor's face turned pale instantly with fright, his legs were a little weak when he landed, he tried his best to pretend to be calm and stroked his beard, almost shattering the small beard with improper force. ripped off.

Without further ado, Liang Xuan carried Murong Ze on his shoulder like a sack, and rushed out like an arrow, but turned back after a short while, and smiled shyly, "Doctor, this, which direction is Qingcheng?"

Qingcheng was still some distance away from Yizhou, the doctor was so anxious that he couldn't speak, and couldn't draw a picture. Just when he was in a state of anxiety, a carriage suddenly stopped in front of the medical hall.

Liang Xuan turned around and saw Yueqing sitting in front of the car, and shouted at him, "Get in the car!"

Thanks to the kind doctor, Liang Xuan carried Murong Ze into the car, then poked his head out and asked, "How do you know I'm here?"

It was too dark to see clearly, and the two lamps could not illuminate the area. Yue Qing drove the car carefully, not daring to turn his head, and replied, "As soon as you came out of the yard, I guessed that you were looking for a doctor, so I wanted to find a doctor." How much more convenient is a carriage, where are we going now?"

At this moment, Liang Xuan felt that Yueqing was the seven fairies who came to save him, so he rushed over and hugged Yueqing, and said happily, "Qingcheng!"

Yue Qing shook his hand holding the rein, "Qingcheng? Qingcheng Mountain?! So far away!"

Liang Xuan's eyes fluttered. In fact, he didn't know where Qingcheng was. Yue Qing seemed to think of something, he took a breath, and even his tone changed, "Ghost doctor?!"

Liang Xuan nodded in a daze, and suddenly felt that the ghost doctor was much better, but he was still worried, "Is Qingcheng far away? Is it far away? Do you think he can survive until then?"

Yue Qing looked at Liang Xuan's face full of serious worries, but he couldn't say what was in his heart, but speeded up silently.

He wasn't worried about being late, what he was most afraid of was that even if they caught up, the ghost doctor wouldn't be willing to treat them.

After running around all night, and after another day of driving, I finally arrived at the Qingcheng School when it was just dark the next day.

Neither of them had ever entered the 1.1-meter water along the way, and Murong Ze was dying from the intense rush. Seeing that he was about to die, Liang Xuan took a deep look at him, and walked hard step by step to the guard at the foot of the mountain. The little disciple from Qingcheng pleaded, "Please inform me, please see the ghost doctor."

The little disciple was stunned by the extreme hunger and thirst in Liang Xuan's eyes. He nodded and ran back to report. Liang Xuan lost his strength and sat down on the ground. Without strength, he simply sat beside Liang Xuan.

While waiting silently and irritably, a woman's voice suddenly came from the carriage, and there was inexplicable excitement in the condensation. Liang Xuan was startled, jumped over quickly, and suddenly lifted the curtain, just in time to see the strange woman had already picked up the car. He took off Murongze's clothes, and shamelessly groped his white and tender chest with both hands.

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The young master's ability to escape was honed from being chased and beaten by his father since he was a child...