Chapter 1547 The body under the cherry tree (3400 blade plus more, three more)

Yun Xi looked down and found a white bra. See 1 wool 3 Chinese network

From the style point of view, it is very conservative, the old style, the chest wrapped in the inside is also small.

However, although it is very small, it feels like a good one, especially when it is kneaded, it will automatically bounce up and seems to be protesting.

It is necessary to say that there is a lack of beauty in the world, that is, the big, full, and warm mountain peaks of the eight-footed sister, which is a bit cold for the little mountain.

No life, buried under the sand... Yunxi suddenly remembered the truth about telling himself eight miles ago.

Under the cherry tree, many bodies were buried.

The cherry blossoms of cherry trees can be opened all year round because they absorb the nutrients of these bodies.

This... Is this a burial scene! ! ! !

Yunxi was horrified as he looked at the snowy white corner of the gravel, and the back was cold.

The snow-white scenery, the small lotus has a sharp pointed bulge, and it has become very horrifying.

No breathing!

There is no heartbeat!

It was completely silent, and Yunxi did not find any signs of alive.

The body, naturally, will not have breathing and heartbeat.

Under the beautiful cherry tree, the beautiful girl's body is buried. This scene is a touch of beauty, giving a suffocating sense of depression.

"Sorry... offended..." Yunxi couldn't bear to look directly at the girl's body buried in the beach, and began to recover the sand that she had messed up, and buried the small chest that was barely exposed.

can not watch!

If you read it, it is a taboo!

Yunxi thinks this way, and it does the same. Look. Mao. Line. 中.文.网

It is a pity that some things are not developed with the will of Yunxi.

From the gravel buried by Yunxi, a small white hand was extended, and Yunxi’s wrist was firmly grasped.

The corpse has changed! ! !

This is the rhythm of becoming a ghost!

Considering that this is the land of Huangquan, this seems to be a matter of course.

Grab the white hands of Yun Xi's hand, very cold and cold, and can't feel the temperature of any human.

The dead, no doubt, the living human body is so cold, it has long been frozen.

The dead of the recovery?

Will it become the wreckage of ghosts?

Danger!

Danger!

Danger!

Yunxi’s hair is upside down, and the instinctive wants to break free of his hand.

The problem is that you can't get rid of it!

The power of this little hand is beyond the imagination of Yunxi. After being caught, don’t say that you can break free.

Absolute power suppression!

Yunxi has no doubt that it is easier for the owner of this little hand to tear his body than to tear a piece of paper.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

In the ear, Leviathan’s surprise shouted.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"The next maternal candidate is her!"

"This power, this person is great!"

"This is a corpse!" Yunxi has nothing to say about the taste of Leviathan.

The first female parent was a small heaven and earth, and it was already out of place.

The second female parent is a fierce eight-footer, and the deviant is not enough to describe Leviathan's vision.

Now, even the body, the dragon turtle is included in the waiting option, this is because his life is not long enough or how!

After becoming the apostle of Leviathan, Yun Xi felt that he had few lives that were not enough.

It is no wonder that in the records of the great race, most of the priests who exchanged with these extraterrestrial things did not live long. If they do not die, they will not die!

"You don't know the pearl, what kind of body is this!"

"Look at your eyes and see what she is!" Leviathan's ignorance of his own apostles is also enough.

It’s just that the dragon turtle just happened, and this one is good, it’s a great mother!

Soon by Leviathan, Yun Xi only focused on the petite figure that just appeared in the gravel.

It’s really small, the height is probably below his neck, wearing a slightly thin white dress, the small and delicate feet and the shoes are not worn, the tenderness of the snow is slightly curled up like a sleeping rabbit. of.

On the pale face, wearing a mask with a sharp corner of white jade, the eyes behind the mask did not open, giving a quiet and soft atmosphere.

No breathing, no heartbeat, but Yunxi knows she is alive.

No, it seems that it is not appropriate to live, because she is not a human being, but a ghost like the eight-footer.

Leviathan is right, this is not a dead body.

From the small hand that grasps Yunxi, Yunxi can feel very powerful power, which is not something that a dead body can have.

Although there is no breathing and heartbeat, Yun Xi, who is caught by the girl, can feel some kind of quiet fluctuation.

That kind of fluctuation replaces the human breath and heartbeat, leaving the girl in a state of life and death all the time.

Yunxi didn't know, he was caught by his wrist now, and he couldn't remember the end of his blood in front of this figure.

Silver long hair, bright red eyes, and a pair of white jade-like sharp horns on the forehead, like the height of a 12-year-old child, the mask of a white jade-shaped evil spirit.

This is the look of the ghost sword master, the legend of Huang Quan.

Unknown gender, the ghost family who came out of Huangquan has a human attitude, suspected of the dead, at least no one has heard the heartbeat of the ghost sword master.

Yunxi did not hear it, but he was sure of one thing.

One of the most mysterious swords of the Tianjian deity, the fifth day of the sword, the ghost sword master, is a woman.

At least, the body that she sleeps under the cherry tree is a real girl body.

Although there was no heartbeat and no body temperature, Yunxi did touch the soft and warm chest~ part, and also slipped on the subconscious for a long time.

If the Lord of the Sword is awake, this is absolutely impossible.

But now, the Lord of the Ghost Sword is sleeping, and not a general sleep, but the consciousness sinks into the depths of Huang Quan, completely giving up the long sleep state of the body.

I buried myself under the cherry tree and entered this long sleep state to protect my wounds.

Hundreds of years ago, the ghost sword master and eight feet met several sieges of the legendary ranks. Although they finally killed two of them and won the final victory, the ghost sword master was seriously injured. Go back to the Sakura Garden and take a nap to recover.

What Yunxi met at the Queen's Dance Party was the trace of the past and the eight feet left in the nightmare world, the nightmare talent from the phantom mirror.

The sleeping ghost master, also because of that summoned, recovered a little, but it still takes about a hundred years to fully recover.

Ps: Start at 30%, don't miss it when you pass by, the third is coming!