After driving the corpse 9 years ago, it was suddenly discovered that it was a fairy

Chapter 103 Excavating the Dragon Corpse
Li Ziyi's gaze was very sincere and full of expectation.

Liu Yi felt quite moved when he saw it. When Bian Lang first appeared, who would have thought that Bian Lang could turn the world into such a mess.

Bian Lang smiled and said: "As long as Pavilion Master Li does me another favor, I will treat Pavilion Master Li as a friend."

"Master Bian, please tell me." Li Ziyi was overjoyed upon hearing this.

Bian Lang said: "There is a huge pond under your mountain, please drain the water and dig out the corpses inside."

"Is there a corpse under the pond?" Li Ziyi was stunned instead.

She has lived in Dengtian Pavilion for decades, but she has never heard of it.

Seeing that Bian Lang didn't speak, she immediately asked Mo Qiao to send an order to do it.

Although the pond is large, with the power of the Heavenly Pavilion, the water can be drained and the corpses can be dug out in less than an hour.

After eating, everyone went down the mountain.

The water has been emptied, and the disciples of Dengtian Pavilion are looking for corpses in the mud.

Liu Yi was also full of anticipation, if he could really see the dead body of Prince Xihai today, it would be worth living.

When Bian Lang chased Xing Tian's body earlier, Liu Yi wanted to feast his eyes on it, but in the end he chose to give up, and he still regrets it now.

"Pavilion Master, I found something." A disciple in the pond suddenly shouted.

The rest of the disciples gathered towards that disciple and quickly cleaned up the mud in that area.

After washing the excavated things with water, there were two silver-white dragon horns, shining in the sun.

Li Ziyi was startled and said, "That's... a dragon's horn?"

The disciples of Dengtian Pavilion were very excited. They never thought that there was a dragon corpse buried under the pond.

Just this pair of dragon horns is a priceless treasure.

Bian Lang said: "Continue digging."

The Dengtian Pavilion disciples were very motivated this time, and quickly dug out the entire dragon head.

At this time, everyone could see clearly that the dragon's body was inserted straight into the soil.

It will take time to dig out the dragon corpse completely.

"Master Bian, how do you know there is a dragon corpse in this pond?" Li Ziyi was full of doubts.

Bian Lang smiled and said, "I'm a corpse chaser, so I naturally know where the corpses I want to drive are."

"Where is Master Bian going to drive this dragon corpse?" Li Ziyi's heart was itchy, and he just wanted to keep the dragon corpse for himself.

With this dragon corpse, her cultivation will definitely improve a lot.

It's just that there are side waves now, and if you want to keep this dragon corpse, I'm afraid there is no hope.

Bian Lang said: "This is my business. It's best not to inquire about it. Let them all come up and dig here."

Li Ziyi knew that they couldn't keep the dragon corpse, so he waved his hand and ordered all his disciples to leave the pond.

The disciples of Dengtian Pavilion were obviously displeased.

But the pavilion master has an order, and they dare not disobey.

At that time, Bian Lang showed great power in Shushan, and the disciples of Dengtian Pavilion had no chance to see him, so they didn't have much fear of Bian Lang in their hearts.

Li Ziyi had witnessed it with his own eyes, and he had long been in awe of Bian Lang as a god in his heart, knowing that even if the ancestor stepped out, he would end up like the ancestor Qingshan.

The ancestors of Dengtian Pavilion must not have any accidents.

Dengtian Pavilion is not like Shushan Mountain. After losing one ancestor, there is still one left.

If the patriarch dies, the Ascension to Heaven Pavilion will be completely finished.

"Master Bian, do you really not need our help to dig out the dragon's corpse?" Li Ziyi didn't have any hope of leaving the dragon's corpse behind. He only hoped that through this matter, he could establish a good relationship with Bian Lang.

Bian Lang smiled and said: "The ghost knows how long this dragon corpse is, let it crawl out by itself when it gets dark."

Li Ziyi smiled, forgetting that Bian Lang was actually a corpse chaser.

Even the mighty Xingtian corpse, Bianlang can control it.

There is still half a day before dark, Li Ziyi wants to take Bian Lang to continue to visit Dengtian Pavilion, but Bian Lang refuses.

Bian Lang wants to stay here, guarding Ao Feng's body.

The disciples of Dengtian Pavilion looked at the dragon horn more excitedly than seeing the naked woman, maybe they would saw off the dragon horn.

"Master Bian, if necessary, let Mo Qiao do it." Li Ziyi was worried that the ancestor would not be able to resist, and planned to appease the ancestor.

It is related to the future of Dengtian Pavilion, and no mistakes can be made.

The rest of Dengtian Pavilion disciples left reluctantly, only Mo Qiao stayed.

"Bian Lang, I think they will probably snatch the corpse," Liu Yi said.

Bian Lang smiled and said, "I'm afraid they won't grab it."

"Ancestor Dengtian in Dengtian Pavilion is about the same strength as Patriarch Qingshan." Liu Yi felt very regretful that he couldn't see Bian Lang's ax chopping Patriarch Qingshan with his own eyes.

Bian Lang said: "Li Ziyi is not that stupid, he will not let the only ancestor of Dengtian Pavilion die in vain."

If the Patriarch Dengtian dies, among the four sects, Dengtian Pavilion will be the weakest one.

"Boss, do you need me to do anything else?" Mo Qiao addressed Bian Lang as following Sun Wuse.

Bian Lang said: "Go and rest."

Mo Qiao nodded and hurried up the mountain.

Of course she wasn't tired, she just wanted to help Li Ziyi persuade the ancestor.

Patriarch Dengtian has a bad temper. Bianlang is at the foot of the mountain of Dengtian Pavilion. If he takes away a dragon corpse, it will definitely damage the reputation of Dengtian Pavilion, especially the prestige of Patriarch Dengtian.

But if Patriarch Dengtian really made a move, he might end up the same as Patriarch Qingshan.

The ancestor of Qingshan failed to catch Bian Lang's axe, and has become a joke of the whole continent.

Even if Patriarch Qingshan was able to fight Bian Lang for a while at that time, he would still inevitably die in the end.

Bian Lang's strength is already very strong, coupled with the blessing of Pan Gu's axe, no one in the entire continent can beat him.

Not far away, disciples of Dengtian Pavilion are always following.

Bian Lang didn't care, he didn't fear anyone when it came to fighting.

In the evening, Mo Qiao took a few disciples and brought the food down.

Li Ziyi concluded that Bian Lang would not leave the dragon corpse, so he made such an arrangement.

Seeing Bian Lang eating with gusto, Liu Yi asked curiously: "Bian Lang, aren't you afraid that the food and wine are poisonous?"

"If Dengtian Pavilion dares to poison, I will destroy Dengtian Pavilion." Bian Lang naturally had such confidence.

Liu Yi thought to himself that if he had been poisoned, he might not have the strength to overthrow Dengtian Pavilion, but he would be cut off by Dengtian Pavilion directly.

Bian Lang has chased corpses for so many years, and he has encountered countless people who want to poison him.

But how could Brother Corpse allow him to be poisoned to death easily?

Brother Shi repeatedly emphasized that there is no poison in this world that can poison Bianlang to death.

If Li Ziyi really wanted to poison him, he had to first consider whether the poison he used could poison Bianlang to death.

Even if the poison doesn't kill him, at least Bian Lang has to lose his resistance.

Before the dragon corpse was found, Liu Yi dared to eat the food of Dengtian Pavilion, but now she dared not taste a bite, took out the cake from the storage bag, and ate it slowly with the kettle.

"Boss, this is the last dish." Mo Qiao went down the mountain again, and what he brought was stewed black chicken soup.

This black-bone chicken is not domesticated, but a game that lives in the Dengtian Pavilion area. The meat is delicious and not fishy at all, and the disciples of Dengtian Pavilion like it very much.

But to make the black-bone chicken soup more fragrant, it needs to be boiled for several hours, so it is a bit late to serve.

When Mo Qiao was filling Bian Lang with soup, he bent down slightly and said in a low voice, "It's poisonous."

(End of this chapter)