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Chapter 162 Corpse Chief

"This...this..."

Zhu Dadan was so scared that his tongue was knotted, his whole body trembled, his hands anxiously pulled the door bolt, his eyes showing deep fear.

"Why...why can't this door be opened?"

He was anxious and looked down and saw that a blue-black palm had stretched out at some point. He pinched the other end of the door bolt with great ease. He could not move the door bolt with any effort.

Zhu Dadan felt cold in his heart. He looked along the blue-black palm. He saw that the man who was still in the coffin just now appeared on his side at some point, and the pair of dark eyes stared at him.

Zhu Dadan sat on the ground in horror.

Just then—

"This is the donor."

A female voice suddenly rang out from outside the door.

Zhu Dadan glared at his eyes, and his face instantly showed ecstasy. He was about to open his mouth and call for help, but for some reason, his mouth was trying his best to open, but he could not make any sound at all.

Suddenly, Zhu Dadan showed a look of despair on his face.

The man's body stared at Zhu Dadan expressionlessly, and his blue-black palm gently pressed the door of the room without moving, as if he was about to block outsiders from entering.

The people outside tried to push the door, but the door bolt was locked, and even the man's body was blocking the door, which didn't move at all.

"Locked from inside? But Pomni heard that the person guarding the charity village was scared away two days ago. There shouldn't be anyone in the charity village now." The female voice outside explained in a low voice.

"Is there anyone who doesn't open their eyes?" A cold male voice suddenly came indifferently.

"may be."

The female voice was silent for a moment before knocking on the door.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

"Is there anyone inside?"

"Download the door."

"Don't worry, we are not bad guys."

There was no echo, and there was a dead silence.

Bang!

A blast sounded like thunder on the ground, and it sounded loudly.

The thick wooden door suddenly shook. As the wood chips flew, a white and bloodless hand suddenly came out from behind the door and grabbed the black palm of the corpse blocking the door.

Then he tried hard.

The man's body was too hard to get enough, and he was pulled hard by the person outside and stuck to the door panel.

With another force, the whole body was pulled out along with the door panel.

Zhu Dadan stared at this scene blankly.

Can a person's strength pull off such a solid and heavy wooden board?

Is this really a human power?

He quickly got up and looked out.

Not far from the door, a cold-faced man was wearing a beautiful woman and was stepping on the solid door panel. Under the door panel was the expressionless corpse.

Pressed by the door panel, the corpse could not move at all. He tried to use force several times but could not move at all.

The man bounced his fingers and a tiny little glow fell on the corpse.

As soon as the Goblin touched the corpse, it would instantly rise into a panic fire, completely swallowing it.

Zhu Dadan stared at the corpse in the flames, and felt very frightened. He still hadn't reacted to the horror he had just now.

"Amitabha."

A Buddha's yelled in his ears. Zhu Dadan looked back and saw an old nun looking at him curiously.

"Who is the donor? Why is it here?"

"I?"

Zhu Dada glanced at the man with a cold face over there in fear, and explained the whole story of the place in detail.

After hearing what Zhu Dadan said, the old nun nodded slightly and said, "Since that's the case, then donor should please go back."

"This place is dangerous, don't sacrifice your life for a moment."

The old nun persuaded kindly.

Thinking of the danger just now, Zhu Dadan shrank, his eyes flashed with deep fear, he nodded fiercely, and immediately walked away like he flew away.

He had already made up his mind that he would not come to this charity house in the future if he was beaten to death... No! I want to quit drinking!

I will definitely not be chaotic if I quit drinking!

A firm light suddenly appeared in his eyes, plunging into the chaotic and dull mist.

...

The huge ghost flame lasted for only a short moment and became much smaller, as if there were no ignition objects, and it was soon completely extinguished.

There was a stinking black blood left on the spot.

Corpse leader!

Almost the moment he saw this weird thing, the picture of "The Strange Things Album" flashed through Lin Ruoxu's heart.

This kind of weird thing has no other special features. After forming a weird thing, the whole body is as hard as iron and has infinite power. It is not difficult for the weird fairy with treacherous means to deal with it.

What's more, it's a newly formed trick.

Black Blood is the remains of the creeping creature left by this corpse leader.

Seeing the black blood with a strong resentment emitted a ball of black blood with a fishy smell, Lin Ruoxu carefully took out the urn that had been prepared, and encapsulated it together with a small piece of soil soaked in black blood.

Putting everything away, Lin Ruoxu bowed to the old nun and said with a stiff face: "Thank you for your advice, Master."

"The donor is not old and has a lot of scheming. I have to ask Pomni to lead the way to bring the donor here. Could Pomnie still harm the donor?" The old nun snorted coldly, with a resentful tone.

Lin Ruoxu turned around and prepared to leave.

"Slow down!" The old nun's voice suddenly rang behind her.

Lin Ruoxu paused, turned his head to look at the old nun, with deep doubts flashing in his eyes.

"Although Pontie is low and cannot see through the donor's cultivation, since the donor is heading eastward, then Pontie can guess that the donor is preparing to go to Longzhou, right?" the old nun said lightly.

Lin Ruoxu looked at her expressionlessly, his eyes deep, without any surprise at all.

The old nun felt a little disappointed. Suddenly, she thought that since the boy appeared, there had been no change in his face, and he looked calm and unsurprising of anything. Could it be that this boy had any reckless disease?

But the weird immortal is not an ordinary person, can he be a distant person?

Or is it not surprising that the basis for your own speculation?

Thinking in her heart, the old nun had already secretly turned to the latter, and the young man became more and more mysterious in her mind.

This made her more and more sure that the decision she made just now must be correct!

"The donor went to Longzhou, but he was intending to participate in the [Admissions Competition] of Taiyi Dao Court?"

"Taiyi Daoting issued a fairy tale of the [Admissions Competition] a hundred days ago. The people in the world moved when they heard the sound and set off in Longzhou. Popular nuns looked like the donor. It should have been because of the [Admissions Competition]?" The old nun looked mysterious and mysterious.

"But this Taiyidao Court is not an ordinary [Admissions Competition]. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is hundreds of thousands."

"But Taiyi Daoting's [Admissions Competition] only accommodates 108 people, which is equivalent to having to compete for the share of this person with more than 1,000 people."

"It's not difficult!"

"[Admissions Competition]?" If the muscles on his face had not been stiffened, Lin Ruoxu must have shown a surprised face at this moment.

He didn't expect that he would happen to catch up with Taiyi Daoting's [Admissions Competition].

"But, I have a [Access Order], so I shouldn't have to compete with so many people to cross the single-plank bridge, right?"

Lin Ruoxu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He was born and died just to [Enter the Court Order]. Fortunately, investment is rewarded.
Chapter completed!
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