A thousand-year-old corpse fell in love with me

Looking at the villa in front of him, Ping Hao'an felt a sense of rejection.

"Come in, I'll give you the key later so you can pick up things for me." Feng Yang opened the door of the villa.

In order to appear stubborn, Ping Hao'an endured the psychological repulsion and walked in.

The interior is decorated in European style, which looks very luxurious, and there are many things on the antique shelf. Judging from the appearance, they should all be authentic.

Tsk tsk, if dad sees him, he will definitely be unable to walk again.

"My bedroom is on the second floor, follow me up." Feng Yang walked ahead.

As he walked up, Ping Hao'an's psychological repulsion decreased a bit, and he came to Feng Yang's bedroom, where black and white are the main colors, which shows how boring the other party is.

While Ping Hao'an was observing here, Feng Yang's cell phone rang.

He went to the window to answer the phone, while Ping Haoan started to hang out here.

The bedroom is so big, except for the big bed, there is nothing special about it.

"Can I go outside for a stroll?" Ping Hao'an said to Feng Yang who was on the phone.

Feng Yang waved his hand, indicating that he could go out and have a look.

Ping Haoan left Fengyang's bedroom and went to other rooms on the second floor.

After visiting the second floor, when he returned to the first floor, the feeling of repulsion became stronger again.

What was it that made him feel dangerous.

Ping Hao'an inherited Yu Chun's curiosity, and couldn't help but walk towards the place where the feeling was strong.

"It's here?" Ping Hao'an looked towards the stairs next to the warehouse. It turned out that this villa has a basement, which he should have thought of earlier.

There won't be any dead bodies in it, will it?

Ping Hao'an's eyes lit up, thinking of Feng Yang's virtue, he might be a perverted murderer.

No wonder he was so rich, maybe he got it by committing crimes.

Thinking about it this way, Ping Hao'an's curiosity became stronger, and he couldn't help pushing open the door to the basement, and walked down the stairs.

The basement is very cold, and the temperature seems to be below zero.

Ping Haoan rubbed his arms, is this an ice cellar?

As he went down, he saw the whole picture of the basement.

There are many complicated runes engraved on the stone wall, forming a special aura, and an ice coffin is placed in the center of the basement.

This reminded Ping Hao'an of the story of his father and his father. At the beginning, his father broke into the main tomb by mistake and woke up his father, so the two got him together.

His heart beat a little faster, Ping Haoan licked his lips, wouldn't there be his Sleeping Beauty inside too?

Moving forward little by little, Ping Hao'an came near the ice coffin.

Because the cover was transparent, he could see the people inside at a glance.

"How is it possible!" Ping Hao'an took two steps back in fright when he saw the corpse inside.

"What should I do? I was discovered by you." Feng Yang's voice came from behind.

Ping Haoan immediately turned his head, looked at the guy standing in front of him, and then glanced at the person inside the sarcophagus.

"What the hell are you, you are obviously dead, why do you still appear in front of people!" Ping Hao'an made a defensive gesture, no wonder he couldn't see through this guy's soul.

"You are indeed different. Many people who knew about it were scared to death." Feng Yang showed a cold smile.

"Then the rest?" Ping Hao An swallowed his saliva.

"Of course I killed him!" Feng Yang seemed to be talking about a very normal thing.

"Hehe." Ping Hao'an's mouth twitched, and at the same time his fighting spirit was high, "Although I don't know what you are, the smell here really makes me feel sick."

Hearing the word 'disgusting', Feng Yang seemed to turn into a black dragon whose scales had been touched, "I wanted to keep you for a while, as a pastime, but now it doesn't seem necessary!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Yang grabbed Ping Haoan's head directly.

Ping Hao'an easily dodged and started to fight back at the same time.

An inexplicable expression appeared on Feng Yang's face, "No wonder he is so courageous, so there are two brushes."

"More than that!" Ping Hao'an became more and more courageous as he fought.

Feng Yang was emitting black air all over his body, the black air had an obvious corrosive effect, but Ping Hao'an was the son of the God of Thunder, and all evils could not invade him.

But in terms of skill, Ping Hao'an was still a little weaker, and as time went on, he began to feel powerless.

"Hehe, accept your fate!" Feng Yang grabbed Ping Hao'an's head again.

At this time, Ping Hao'an had no way to avoid it. He glanced at the ice coffin at the side and rear, knocked the ice coffin open while backing away, and then pulled out the corpse inside.

Feng Yang immediately withdrew his offensive, with obvious killing intent in his eyes, "Put down my body!"

Seeing that Feng Yang attaches so much importance to the body, Ping Hao'an will let go, "If you let me go, I will return this disgusting corpse to you."

Hearing the word 'disgusting' again, Feng Yang narrowed his eyes and suppressed the tyrannical breath in his heart, "Okay, I'll let you go."

"I won't go to work with you, but you must give me a perfect internship result." Ping Hao'an didn't forget the serious business, it would be best to be more threatening.

Feng Yang sneered, "Yes."

Dragging Feng Yang's body, Ping Hao'an walked towards the exit of the basement step by step.

This corpse is very heavy and full of weight. I don't know if it was filled with lead. No wonder it can be preserved so well.

Just when Ping Haoan was thinking wildly, his feet were suddenly entangled by something.

Before he could react, the corpse in his hand suddenly attacked him.

Unpredictable, the corpse escaped from Ping Haoan's control.

Now that there is no hostage left, Ping Hao'an is in a hurry, after all he has very little actual combat experience.

The chains under his feet spiraled up, instantly bound Ping Haoan's legs, and then his upper body was also tied tightly.

After his body lost his balance, Ping Haoan fell on the steps like a dog eating shit, looking very embarrassed.

Feng Yang came over and looked down at Ping Hao'an, "With a bit of skill, do you think you are invincible?"

"Better than you, a monster who is neither human nor ghost, disgusting guy!" Although Ping Hao'an was captured, he still spoke unforgivingly.

Feng Yang kicked towards him, but at the next moment, he covered his chest and let out a muffled groan.

Ping Hao'an, who also groaned, didn't pay attention, but looked at Feng Yang's shit-eating expression full of resentment after the pain passed.

Paralysis, what does his expression mean, he is the fish on the chopping board, okay?

With a wave of Feng Yang's hand, he lifted Ping Hao up, this time the movement was obviously much gentler.

Ping Haoan wriggled around like a loach, "Let go of me, if you dare to do anything to me, my dad will not let you go!"

His ruthless words greeted Feng Yang with a blank stare.

Back in the bedroom, Feng Yang threw him on the bed, then closed the door and went out.

Ping Haoan cursed in the room, but there was no response from outside.

It seems that the only way to leave here is to ask the two fathers for help, but his mobile phone is in his pocket, and he can't get it now!

As for Feng Yang, he returned to the basement and put the body back into the ice coffin.

Looking at his own body, Feng Yang's expression was a bit solemn, "Could it be him?"

Caressing the slight pain in his chest, the kick just now has verified everything, but he doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Thinking of Ping Hao'an's death virtue, Feng Yang prefers the latter possibility.