[MTL, BL] I Am The Wildest Among NPCs [Infinite Stream]

3.12

"You have to be responsible for your own words!"

After Zhenzhen finished her ruthless words, the ground under her feet suddenly cracked, the soil flew up, and the coffin and bones were thrown into the air by brute force and fell heavily, falling apart.

A huge palm came out of the mud and slapped it on the ground, crushing the remains of the coffin. The dust and the red mist were mixed together, and Yan Xiashen was choked and coughed.

The crack was spreading all the time, and seeing that it was about to reach his feet, Yan Xiashen jumped back to avoid the crack, and was grabbed by the collar before he landed.

He looked back, and the embolus was suspended behind him, catching him firmly.

"Go." Shuan Zi held Yan Xiashen's shoulder neatly and led him up into the air.

With a clear view from above, Yan Xiashen could see the complete situation. A large hole collapsed directly in the cemetery. A giant head protruded from the dark hole, revealing a pair of lantern-sized eyes. The thick eyelids shrunk up and down, staring at Several people in the air.

Being stared at by such a huge pair of eyes, Yan Xiashen felt his breath caught, and his voice subconsciously lowered, "What is this, a monster?"

The monster under the ground climbed up to the ground with his hands on it.

The fog dissipated, and Yan Xiashen could see the monster's appearance clearly. His skin was rotted in large areas, his bones were wrong, his beard was covered with scary red bugs, his hair was messy and tied into a bun, and he was wearing a tattered Taoist robe on his upper body. There is only a lingering black air in the lower body.

Seeing the Taoist robe, Yan Xia Shen couldn't help taking a deep breath, "It's Taoist Qingshan!"

It turned out that Taoist Qingshan was killed by Zhenzhen and became a puppet after death. It is also different from ordinary puppets, and the fierce death that blows in the face is enough to explain everything.

"Brother Xiaoshen, you guessed it right." Zhenzhen was on the opposite side, but her voice was so close at hand, Yan Xiashen was shocked. He held the scissors and looked back, but saw nothing.

At this moment, the Taoist priest Qingshan completely escaped from the deep pit, and slapped the embankment with his palm. The shadow brought by his palm covered the sky and the sun, and the rolled air rushed Yan Xiashen and his companions away, and everyone protected themselves.

Yan Xiashen was supported by Shuan Zi's Yin Qi so that he would not fall to the ground. He nimbly avoided the attack, but bumped into another person's chest.

The sinister aura was approaching, and Yan Xiashen had an ominous premonition in his heart, and ran away without looking back.

The back of his neck was caught, and Zhenzhen's haunted voice came from behind, "Brother Xiaoshen, you took the initiative to bring it to the door this time.

" Control, Zhenzhen forcibly transferred the space.

He couldn't move his hands and feet, only his head could move, and his head was a little dizzy, but most of his senses were normal. Yan Xiashen could feel that Zhenzhen was standing in front of him at this moment, stroking his face with his hands.

"Brother Xiaoshen, you must not know, I'm very good at creating closed spaces, now this is my private space, no one can break in... I brought you here because I suddenly remembered that I still owe you one Please, I want to make up for you." Zhenzhen seemed to be completely out of the runaway state, and she spoke so softly that Yan Xia Shen was horrified.