At this moment, the five undead people kneeling in front of Ye Qingtang all looked different, some were pure skeletons, some were half-boned and half-flesh, or... they were exactly the same as ordinary humans, except that they There was a faint sense of anger permeating all of them.
"Holy Lord, you are finally back." A skeleton wearing a golden robe raised his head tremblingly, and looked straight at Ye Qingtang with his dark eye sockets.
Ye Qingtang had no idea what the identities of the five undead in front of her were, so she could only nod her head pretending to be calm.
"Get up, everyone."
Immediately, the five undead stood up, and one of the undead who looked like a teenager raised his hand to wipe away the tears that had never been seen in the corners of his eyes.
"Holy Master, we have been waiting for you for many years, please go back to the hall." Several undead said respectfully.
Ye Qingtang looked up at the pitch-black hall, sighed secretly, and then walked in.
As Ye Qingtang stepped into the originally pitch-black temple, clusters of dark green flames suddenly ignited on the walls on both sides, illuminating the entire hall in an instant.
At a glance, in the huge palace, thirty-six black bone pillars supported the entire temple, and on each of the bone pillars, there were countless pitch-black snake bones winding and interlacing.
Right above the main hall, a throne made of black gold bones suddenly appeared in front of Ye Qingtang.
"Holy Lord, please take a seat."
In the main hall, many undead looked at Ye Qingtang with their black eye sockets. Even though there were no eyeballs, the anticipation and eagerness were so obvious.
At the moment, under the watchful eyes of many undead people, Ye Qingtang had no choice but to bite the bullet and step onto the black bone throne.
The moment Ye Qingtang took his seat, all the undead in the hall suddenly trembled their jaws, and their teeth knocked continuously to make a crisp sound. The sound filled the entire hall, and the endless death energy quickly spread out. spread out in the hall.
The little white tiger lay on Ye Qingtang's lap, watching the unexpected scene before him, secretly scratched Ye Qingtang's knee with his paw.
"You must be steady."
There are so many undead people, just looking so scary, if Ye Qingtang's identity is exposed, it may be difficult to fly.
Ye Qingtang nodded silently.
However, before Ye Qingtang could recover, a black shadow rushed out from the side of the temple.
A strong smell of blood followed.
The speed of the black shadow was extremely fast. Before Ye Qingtang and the little white tiger could see clearly, the black shadow plunged into Ye Qingtang's arms, and instantly threw the little white tiger that was sitting on Ye Qingtang's lap It flew out.
"Ah Yao... You are finally back." A soft voice with a hint of crying came from the shadow.
It was only now that Ye Qingtang saw clearly what it was that broke into her arms...
It was a petite milk doll, no more than the height of her thighs. It had a delicate little face with a hint of gray on its fair and flawless skin, and a pair of big black eyes without any white. A cat's eye with dilated pupils.
It's creepy, but very cute.
only…
The child's clothes seemed to be soaked in blood, and traces of blood dripped down the corners of his clothes and fell under the Black Bone Throne.
"..." What the hell is this? !