"Speaker, the second palace lord has given you this task because he values you. You must not let the second palace lord down." Mei fanned the flames.
However, Mei's voice just fell.
Fox Shengfa's seductive gaze had already landed on Mei: "Since you have such a close relationship with the messenger, go with her."
The smile on Mei's face suddenly froze.
Regardless of what these two people think in their hearts.
In the end, he could only obey Fox Saint Law's order and rushed in the direction of a hundred or so dead puppets.
There are more than a hundred dead puppets.
Anyway, they should be safe too.
Mei and Yan Zhenfei were terrified of Ye Qingluo's mysterious power.
I can only use this excuse to calm myself down.
The two, one left and one right, approached the corpse puppet.
The endless rancid smell passed into their nostrils.
It made them frown involuntarily.
However, in order to confirm whether Ye Qingluo was alive or dead, they still held back the pungent smell and explored their perception.
On weekdays, twenty or thirty corpse puppets pretend to be the guards of the Dark Palace.
Anyou Palace deliberately used a sachet to cover up the smell of the dead puppet.
But now, more than a hundred dead puppets appeared in groups.
The rancid smell on his body couldn't be covered up.
Mei and Yan Zhenfei, who were extremely concerned about their appearance, naturally couldn't stand such a smell.
Even when he released his perception to sense Ye Qing's breath.
His brows were tightly knit together.
The perception of the two is constantly amplifying and spreading.
Until I searched all over the more than one hundred dead puppets, I couldn't sense any breath other than the dead puppets.
The eyes of the two of them showed ecstasy.
There is no breath of night.
That is to say...
Ye Qingluo is dead!
died!
"Ha ha ha ha… "
Mei couldn't help laughing, her face was full of distorted ecstasy: "Ye Qingluo is dead... she must be dead!"
Thinking of Ye Qingluo's insidiousness, Yan Zhenfei's eyes were filled with joy, but she still looked around vigilantly: "First see the corpse, Ye Qingluo's splasher is very cunning."
Ye Qingluo had no breath at all, which made the two people who hated Ye Qingluo so ecstatic that they completely ignored the putrid smell of the dead puppets.
The two left and right, pushed aside the dead puppet, and rushed towards the middle.
The order that the corpse puppet received was to kill Ye Qingluo.
As far as Zhenfei and Mei are concerned, they also have the aura of the dark palace.
The corpse puppet didn't take these two seriously.
Therefore, the two of them were very relaxed, and they squeezed into the siege of dead puppets.
When the two were completely enveloped by the rancid smell.
Surrounded by nothingness, they were immediately dumbfounded.
Yan Zhenfei's eyes widened and she swallowed her saliva. The uneasiness in her heart magnified infinitely at this moment: "Corpse, corpse...why is there no corpse?"
"Impossible... If the splasher is not here, what are the guards attacking..." Mei also shook her head in disbelief.
But let their eyesight look around.
I have never seen that smoldering, flirtatious figure.
And those dead puppets are still crowded in the middle one by one.
After a while, the circle that could accommodate a dozen or so people was swarmed by dead puppets, so crowded that Yan Zhenfei and Mei were clung to each other.