"This pattern is the symbol of the ghost road … five thousand years ago." Yin Mengli frowned and stared at the strange mark on the sarcophagus.

"Ghost Road, is it also a sect of cultivating immortals?"
Yin Mengli said, "I have seen this pattern in ancient books. Five thousand years ago, when Kyushu was still in the era of division between right and evil, the ghost road belonged to the big school of magic doors, but unfortunately it disappeared in the end."
"You mean, the owner of this tomb was a practitioner of the ghost road." Zhuge was slightly surprised that he was not bright.
"It should be true." YanMeng glass nodded, suddenly, YanMeng glass qiao face a white, melody nowadays fell down.
Zhuge did not hold it subconsciously, only to see Yin Mengli’s chest stained with blood, and her dress was dyed red with blood. On the plain white dress, enchanting blood flowers were particularly harsh. His face was white and scary, and his expression suddenly shrank down.
"What’s the matter?"
"It’s the poison barrier of the black snake at work. We must find a way to force the poison barrier out of the body." Yin Mengli’s voice was weak, but for Zhuge’s not bright support, she even fell to the ground.
Zhuge Liang vaguely remembers that when he was above the hanging valley, a dark awn of the black snake in the dark dream glass hit his chest, and it must have been at that time that the poison gas entered the body.
"I protect the law for you, and you try to force poison." Zhuge not bright to hold the YanMeng glass sat down.
"It’s no use, I’m really exhausted, and I can’t exercise my healing skills." Yin Mengli is slightly asthmatic.
There is no way to heal the wounds and force the poison. Is it unnecessary to kiss your life? Zhuge was a little anxious when he was not bright. Looking at the increasingly weak Yin Mengli, Zhuge hesitated slightly and said, "Let me take a look at the wound."
"no!" Yin Mengli shook her head hurriedly. She knew better than anyone where the wound was. She is called the ice beauty in Yaohai School, and she is extremely sacred. How can she let others see her body easily?
Zhuge didn’t care so much when he was not bright, so he held the Yin Meng glass in his arms, and his charming body was lying down, so soft. Zhuge stretched out his hand before dawn to untie the band of Yin Mengli.
"no! I will handle it myself. " Yin Mengli shook her head hard.
"The poison barrier erodes in your body, which will nullify your cultivation!" Zhuge doesn’t look serious, even if his charming body is lying down, he can’t have any yy heart at the moment.
Gently untie the belt around the waist of Yin Meng glass, and slowly pull down the collar, revealing a large area of white skin and a delicate pink Chinese-style chest covering. The creamy white skin is like flawless suet jade, and it is crystal clear, like a swan neck.
Yanmeng glass closed her eyes, her face turned red, and even her white neck turned red.
Zhuge took a deep breath, assessed his boiling blood, and slowly pulled open the Chinese-style chest covering above your proud breasts. The blood has dyed the Chinese-style chest covering red, which looks shocking. The delicate little Chinese-style chest covering slipped slowly, but Zhuge didn’t shine and didn’t pull it down completely, only revealing more than half of a jade rabbit.
Even so, Zhuge still swallowed saliva before dawn. At this moment, even though he was trying to calm himself down, he still couldn’t stop the boiling blood in his body.
The ketone body of Yinmeng glass tile appeared before Zhuge’s dim eyes, but there was a blood hole the size of a thumb on the full breasts of Yinmeng glass, and the skin around the wound was a little black, which was completely caused by poison gas.
Yin Meng glass melody nowadays, show boxing tightly hold zhuge not bright clothes.
"Sister, please be patient, I will suck out the poison gas for you." Zhuge Liang frowned and opened his mouth to suck the wound on the chest of Yanmengli. The greasy skin was soft and soft, with a faint fragrance and a slight scent of blood.
"Um … no … I can’t …" Yin Mengli seemed to groan and be in pain, her charming body trembled, and her hands firmly grasped Zhuge’s dull clothes. In the past, she was sacred and lofty, even though she didn’t even touch a man’s hand, but now she was restrained by Zhuge Liang.
A little bit of poison gas was inhaled into his body by Zhuge Liang. It was not that he was not afraid of poison gas, but that he was gambling. He would not stand by and bet on the seven caves in his body, and he would definitely help him dissolve these poison gases.
Zhuge is not bright enough to suck the proud breasts of Yin Mengli, and his body lies on Yin Mengli’s body. Yin Mengli’s pale face turned crimson at the moment, with her lips pursed and her beautiful eyes closed. It’s like pain. It’s like moaning.
"Well … teacher younger brother … you can’t do this …" This is the first time that Yin Mengli called Zhuge Buliang as a teacher younger brother.
Zhuge Liang didn’t speak, and he couldn’t say anything at the moment. The poison gas in the dark dream glass was sucked out a little by Zhuge Liang, and these poison gases poured into Zhuge Liang’s body with a bit of chill, which was so cold that even the blood in his body was frozen.
"Teacher younger brother, you can’t … you can’t … hmm …" Yin Meng’s glass teeth clenched her lips and murmured.
Yin Meng’s charming body trembled repeatedly, and gradually, she loosened her hand holding Zhuge’s unlit clothes, and her arms trembled around Zhuge’s unlit neck. The originally weak expression gradually came back to life, and the heat flow in the abdomen rolled, and the real force became active again.
The poison gas is sucked out of the body, and the true force is no longer constrained.
But Zhuge was in trouble at the moment when he was not bright, and his face was pale and scary. There seemed to be a black gas in his brow, and the poison gas penetrated into his body, and he was cold all over, as if even his blood had solidified. Finally, Zhuge gave a loud growl when his throat was not bright, and the whole person collapsed.
"How do you feel?" Yin Mengli hurriedly tidied up her clothes and pulled the plain white dress to cover up her charm.
"You heal, don’t worry about me!" Zhuge dropped a sentence before dawn, and then when it was dark at the moment, the whole person lost his sleep.
Yin Mengli managed her clothes well. She took a dim look at Zhuge and clenched her silver teeth, but she still sat down and worked the real force in her body to repair the injury.
There was silence in the whole tomb, and I don’t know how long it took. Zhuge woke up faintly, only feeling sore all over and his limbs were cold, just like being in icehouse. But fortunately, his true force is not bound, and he looks at his own body, and the black gas inhaled into the body has been let go.
Zhuge won the bet before dawn this time, and those seven caves really helped him to dissolve the poison gas.
Ps: There will be another chapter at ten o’clock, and three chapters every day from now on.
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Chapter sixty-one Ghost killing surgery (3)
() Zhuge stood up hard before dawn, only feeling sore all over. . Look at the dark dream glass around you, it’s as quiet as dust, and the beautiful jade face has a touch of dullness and tranquility, and the strange real fluctuations come out in circles. Yin Mengli seems to be isolated from the world, but also seems to be integrated with heaven and earth, giving her a mysterious veil.
"It’s going to break through." Zhuge was slightly surprised when he was not bright, and a life-and-death disaster opened the door to the then-Dan period for the sake of Yin Mengli.
Zhuge Liang didn’t know that Yin Mengli could not be disturbed at this time. Yin Mengli was in a mysterious and subtle state, and she should never be disturbed. Maybe she lost the opportunity to enter the then period because of an episode.
The whole tomb is very quiet, which is a kind of dead silence, gloomy cold forcing people, and there are factors of fear floating in the air. The ground is full of dead bones, which have gone through countless years. As long as they are touched slightly, they will turn into dust.
Zhuge looked at the tomb without light, and finally his eyes focused on the blue sarcophagus. When he stepped on a dead bone, he made a "crack" sound. Zhuge came to the sarcophagus before dawn. The ancient sarcophagus was covered with dust, and there was no carving except a strange mark on it.
"What kind of strong man is buried here?" Zhuge Liang frowned. He wanted to stretch out his hand to push the sarcophagus away, but he gave up the idea.
God’s knowledge came out of the body and leaned toward the blue sarcophagus, which he thought would be engraved with a ban. But I didn’t expect the gods to penetrate easily, and everything in the sarcophagus became clear.