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Chapter 235

The cross-eyed warlock is back.

The rest of my life was filled with cold sweat.

He swore that the zombie-jumping pursuit was the most dangerous scene that had ever happened to him since he started walking around the world.

Fortunately, he was lucky enough, and two fools from Jinguang Temple and Lingyunguan came out to protect him from the disaster, so he was able to escape with his life.

After calming down, the alchemist suddenly discovered that the yellow wind handkerchief was confiscated when he escaped and was left at the door of the crematorium.

So he took another route and ventured back again.

The Yellow Feng Pa is one of his trump cards. It is almost enough to obtain a magical weapon, so there is no room for error.

Turning the corner, the alchemist glanced sideways at the crematorium. His eyelids twitched and he hurriedly said to the two bearers: "Stop, stop!"

"Master Yuan Qing, stop, Master Yuan Qing, stop!" the two bearers shouted in chorus.

"Shhhh~"

The slant-eyed alchemist's expression changed drastically and he quickly fell silent.

The squinting alchemist looked around the crematorium, with surprise and doubt on his face.

At this moment, there is a huge fire in the corpse cremation room. I don’t know what is happening. The big iron door that was originally open is also closed tightly at this moment. It seems that someone has entered and is burning the corpse or something; it also seems that someone has set fire to the roof of the corpse burning room.

The chimney is now emitting a lot of black smoke.

After waiting for a moment, the squinting sorcerer confirmed that it was not arson but corpses being burned inside.

Because every time the fire dimmed, it would become brighter again, and a long and thin shadow could still be vaguely seen swinging.

This made him even more suspicious.

A large number of people had just died in the crematorium, and the cremator was even eaten alive as a snack.

Who would run in and burn the body?

At this moment, there were a series of question marks in his mind.

Who is burning?

What is burning?

Instinctively, the slant-eyed alchemist thought of the terrifying existence that recited the "Sutra".

During the battle in the corpse-burning hall, the slant-eyed alchemist secretly took a look at a distant place.

The details are not clear, but the scriptures cause a flash of light in the night sky to be seen clearly.

The black-haired zombie monster was directly converted, with only three zombies escaping.

Could it be that the three zombies didn't escape at all, but were caught and returned to the crematorium?

Burn again?

The squinting alchemist didn't know whether his reasoning was correct or not, he only felt that it was possible.

Otherwise, who would come to this eerie crematorium?

The slant-eyed warlock didn't know for a moment whether he should move on.

After hesitating for a while, and seeing nothing unusual, he decided to continue. The yellow wind handkerchief was particularly useful in actual combat. With the hood over his head, the enemy couldn't even hide.

"Listen to my order, move forward, and don't make any noise." The slant-eyed alchemist ordered in a low voice. After thinking for a while, he added: "If something happens, I will let you run, so you can run away quickly."

The two bearers seemed to have regained their composure, and walked slowly forward upon orders, tiptoeing, as if they were thieves.

The squinting alchemist took one step and looked at it three times, and slowly arrived at the door of the crematorium.

I glanced at it intently and my heart sank slightly.

The yellow wind handkerchief on the ground disappeared, and I couldn't sense the breath.

Maybe it was lost, or more likely someone inside picked it up.

That thing is woven from the abdominal hair of the golden-haired rat. It is produced in the Hui family in Northeast China. It is full of aura and can be seen as extraordinary by a stronger person at a glance.

After staying for a while, there was still no other reaction in the crematorium. The slant-eyed alchemist became more courageous and hurriedly directed the two bearers to get off the sedan chair.

The two bearers obeyed the order and put down the sedan again very quietly.

The squinting alchemist observed for a while, and seeing that there was still no reaction in the room, he turned sideways and prepared to get off the sedan.

"Ahem."

But at this moment, a cough suddenly came from above the crematorium.

The slant-eyed alchemist raised his head like lightning and saw a man standing on the roof of the crematorium. He tilted his head and looked at himself with interest.

The slant-eyed alchemist was shocked because he didn't realize there was anyone above him at all.

What was even more horrifying was the psychological shadow that the jumping zombie had on him. The jumping zombie jumped down from where he was standing and cut a soldier into pieces.

The corpses covered with black hair on the ground at this moment are...

"Run!!"

The slant-eyed sorcerer screamed in fear and hurriedly slapped the sedan bars.

This person is by no means ordinary, and he cannot be said to be the one who took action.

If a gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall, the thirty-six strategies are the best strategy!

The two bearers faithfully followed the order, stood up with a "swish" sound, and lifted the sedan up quickly, so fast that the squinting alchemist was thrown directly into the air.

Then, he rode Juechen in a single stroke!

That speed is quite fast.

Before the slant-eyed alchemists fell down, they had already jumped ten feet away, and the lingering voice came back: "Master Yuan Qing, run quickly, Master Yuan Qing, run quickly!"

Not to mention the squinting Taoist priest, even Qin He was shocked.

Good guy, what is this?

Running so fast?

Voice controlled?

With a "boom" sound, the slant-eyed alchemist fell to the ground, and when he looked at the two bearers, only their backs were blurry.

The slant-eyed sorcerer's face was extremely green, and he had ten thousand "idiots" in his heart who wanted to scold him but didn't dare to say it out loud.
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