The Shadow Temple is thousands of miles away from the Eternal Dynasty.
Sitting in the palanquin made of ashes, Ye Qingtang finally breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the Shadow Temple getting further and further away.
"Don't be too happy too early. Didn't you see that Ming Zhan sent Gui Ji? There are also those hall masters, but they are not fuel-efficient lamps. If you are not careful and exposed, I am afraid You have to die on the road before you reach the Eternal Dynasty." Seeing the smile in Ye Qingtang's eyes, the little white tiger splashed a basin of cold water.
Ye Qingtang's good mood suddenly dropped by half.
Of course she knows all this.
If she failed to save her life for a day, the guillotine of the Shadow Temple hung on her head for a day.
Among the random undead, almost picking one out at random could kill her.
Along the way, Ye Qingtang was also very cautious.
The undead do not need to sleep or eat, so there are few stops along the way.
After traveling for several days, halfway through the journey, the team from the Temple of Shadows took a break and stopped.
"A Yao, let's go for a stroll around here?" Taking advantage of this time, Ming Gu slipped into Ye Qingtang's bone sedan and said expectantly.
Looking at that face like a puppy, Ye Qingtang absolutely couldn't refuse.
She might as well take this opportunity to walk around, God knows, squatting in this bone sedan every day, her whole body seems to be falling apart...
The team of the Shadow Temple stopped under a towering rocky mountain. There were roaring explosions from the mountain from time to time, and gravel rolled down from the mountain from time to time.
"Where are the Holy Son and the Holy Lord going?" Gui Ji smiled and asked.
Ming Gu said: "A Yao and I will look around, you just need to rest."
Gui Ji smiled and said: "It happens that the subordinates are also bored, how about the two of you go together?"
Ming Gu curled his lips, a little reluctantly, but since Gui Ji was Ming Zhan's confidant, he couldn't say much, so he could only look up at Ye Qingtang, seeking Ye Qingtang's meaning.
How could Ye Qingtang not know the reason why Gui Ji followed, but it didn't matter, so she nodded.
Gui Ji immediately followed with a smile.
It was almost dusk, and there were boulders all over the mountain.
Explosions sounded from time to time, shocking people's eardrums.
Ye Qingtang and Ghost Ji Ji walked for a while, but saw a few figures in ragged clothes on the deserted mountain.
They were a few figures with skinny faces and small stature. Their appearance was a bit strange, their skin was gray and bloodless, their bodies were only wrapped in tattered clothes, their eyes were empty, and their feet were in heavy shackles. Dragging a cart of ore.
undead...
Ye Qingtang immediately recognized those gray-faced figures, they belonged to the lineage of the undead, but compared with the undead in the Shadow Temple, the situation of these undead was extremely miserable.
An overseer holding an iron whip, naked to the waist, stood aside ferociously, waving the iron whip in his hand from time to time, slapping those undead people fiercely, making crisp sounds.
"A bunch of lazybones, if you can't pull fifty carts of ore today, I'll have to skin you." The overseer yelled, and whipped a thin undead again.
The force of the iron whip struck the undead, as if it broke his bones in an instant, and the undead's face was painful. Judging by his age, he should be young...