Chapter 75 Drought

   The man in the coffin came out suddenly, looking straight at the long hair scattered in the coffin.

   "You... be bold!"

  Su Nanzhi is naturally bold, and she can't do her job if she is too timid.

  The man in the coffin was angry. He hoarsely shouted a few words that Su Nanzhi couldn't understand.

The history is long, the language of that time, the language of this time, naturally cannot be compared, but Su Nanzhi realized that this ghost, oh no, half-human, half-ghost, he has his own consciousness, and it is faint, he knows present-day civilized world.

   A dead man sleeping in a coffin for a long time should not be like this.

  Su Nanzhi didn't have time to think too much. The person in the coffin just woke up, and his memory must be chaotic, but this doesn't mean that his power is not strong.

  In an instant, she heard thunder rumbling outside.

  The barrier was removed, and the evil spirits rushed in.

  Su Nanzhi was originally the sweet pastry they remembered, and now it is surrounded by ghosts. Who doesn’t want to take a bite?

   The black-robed man in front of him suddenly showed a gloomy smile. He looked at Su Nanzhi. From those eyes that couldn't see the pupil, he could even see a trace of desire for Su Nanzhi.

   "Power..." he said.

   Although the tone of the other party's speech was slow, his movements were completely different. He moved very quickly, and he appeared in front of Su Nanzhi in a flash, grabbing forward with both hands.

   Those pale hands, with slender but very sharp nails, glowed a pale yellow light in the gloom.

  Su Nanzhi nimbly dodged sideways and kicked him, only to find that the half-human half-ghost in front of him, his skin was unusually hard, like a cold stone.

   But the next second, the icy stone suddenly heated up, the temperature was unusually high, and even the temperature in the cave also heated up.

  I don't know if it was Su Nanzhi's illusion. She felt that the other party's nails seemed to be longer, his hair was also getting longer, and it was faintly white.

The other party rushed towards her again, Su Nanzhi clenched the peach wood sword in his hand, and a green light appeared, and in this short period of time, the half-human half-ghost changed in front of Su Nanzhi. A look.

   "Dragon?" Before Sunanzhi finished speaking, a burst of heat came, and the other party spit fire. Because of this action, Sunanzhi could clearly see the fangs growing out of his mouth.

  Su Nanzhi frowned.

  Hanyu, the legendary daughter of the Yellow Emperor, is indeed a figure who lived in the same era as Chiyou, but according to records, Hanyu died at the hands of Chiyou.

The word    魃魃, later referred to zombies.

   The person in front of him is now completely in line with the description of zombies. He is clearly most likely the legendary Chiyou, but how can he have the power of a raven?

  Su Nanzhi took a step back and said tentatively, "Chiyou?"

The name    successfully caused the opponent to temporarily stop his hand.

   "Who are you?" This voice was even more hoarse and unpleasant than at the beginning, "You...how do you know me?"

  Su Nanzhi paused, and continued to ask, "Why did you become a dwarf?"

  There is a certain risk in talking to the ancient zombies. Just after Sunanzhi asked this sentence, the flame on Chiyou suddenly ignited even more, and the flame went straight to the face of Sunanzhi.

   "魃..." In the firelight, Su Nanzhi heard him say such a sentence, "Damn! She hurt me..."

  Su Nanzhi is not afraid of fire, but obviously, this does not mean that she likes being burned by fire.

   (end of this chapter)