Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

"Left thirteen!"

Ziyu gritted his teeth and said, he lost the Tianjing Baotie, so he should apologize here?

"Dream!"

"Wanbao Pavilion, this is the Jin Jiazong after all!"

"The future of Jin Jiazong is in the hands of our Mingmai Palace!"

Ziyu was so angry that even the Xuan Clan dared to contradict him.

"presumptuous!"

These Xuanzu all showed their disdain, even if the Jinjiazong can keep the life of the Shenzong, a weak human clan, still dare to fight against the Xuanzu?

On the lotus platform, that kind of pupil just glared.

Ziyu and the others flew out in the air, and people like Ziyu couldn't break free from the fairyland.

"You wait for me!"

Ziyu only dared to shout to Zuo Shisan, he was also scared.

The thirteen from the left looked up and watched the purple jade turned into small black spots, disappeared, and looked at Du Xian'er.

Du Xian'er was also cautious, the Xuan Clan was guarded by the God of Wealth, but Jin Jiazong did not have such a background.

"Han Guangzhi, treat them well!"

The people of the Xuan Clan were all smiles again, and the thirteenth from the left also showed a "hypocritical" smile. Han Guangzhi led the thirteenth from the left and headed towards the eighth floor.

Inside Wanbao Pavilion, there was an uproar.

Being able to go up to eight levels, that's all at the level of a master cultivator.

The thirteenth from the left clearly felt a powerful divine sense falling on his body, and the big man who was hiding in the casual cultivator was also staring at the thirteenth from the left.

Some breaths are extremely cold, some breaths are full of evil spirits, and even a big boss exudes the aura of Shura.

"These guys!"

Had it not been for the 13th left to possess the Qi Zi Jue, the identity of the zombie would have been leaked.

"Brother Zuo, don't mind, they only dare to check."

"On the eighth floor, no one can move you!"

Han Guangzhi also noticed that Zuo Thirteen was in a mess, and lowered his voice to remind Zuo Thirteen. This left thirteenth in a daze, when he first stepped onto the eighth floor.

In front of the left thirteenth, a pair of jade legs suddenly appeared, moving along the line of sight, but the left thirteenth saw a charming woman staring at him.

Four-eyed Xuanzu!

"Senior Sister!"

Han Guangzhi hurriedly lowered his head, why did the eighth-level senior sister appear?

"Brother Zuo, if someone wants to see you, can you come over for a while?" The four-eyed Profound Clan girl was very polite, and there were stars flowing between her beautiful eyes, completely winking at Zuo Shisan.

"Who?"

The thirteenth from the left is now very cautious. After all, he is on the eighth floor. Who knows who he meets?

"Brother Zuo, let's go, it's good!"

Han Guangzhi was excited, and directly agreed on behalf of the left thirteenth. This left the thirteenth in a daze. Why are Han Guangzhi's eyes so bright? What is the situation?

The thirteenth left could not figure it out, but the four-eyed Xuan Clan gave Han Guangzhi a blank look and headed towards the innermost room with the word G.

Before entering the room, the thirteenth from left heard the sound of a small piano inside.

The sound of the piano was dreamlike, and the thirteenth left flew in an instant, as if returning to the Xuanhuang Continent and seeing those confidantes.

The most primitive emotions burst out in an instant.

Desire, absolute desire!

Not only the thirteenth from the left, but even Du Xian'er next to him couldn't help grasping the thirteen from the left, and even touched the thirteen from the left secretly.

"what happened?"

The thirteen pupils on the left shrank, and he quickly used Qi Zi Jue to cover the disordered aura on his body.

At the same time, the soldier's pupils were aroused, and he looked into the private room.

For an instant, red mist filled the private room. In the red mist, a woman in a golden skirt was sitting cross-legged with a guqin on her knees.

The guqin is actually made of crystals, with the jade fingers like lush white, walking among the strings, the sound of the piano is whispering Wushuang.

Shun Zhou's fingers, that milky white skin, is simply rare in the world. The lotus root arm exudes bursts of fragrance, and the body is graceful and graceful, and every part is full of charm.

Dark green hair shawl, those eyes are endlessly gorgeous.

It's beautiful, it's so beautiful.

The beauty of the fish and the wild geese, the beauty makes the stars bleak. Most importantly, she was born charming, even more charming than Qin Lan at the time. This kind of charm is different from Qin Lan. It is the most primitive desire that people can see in an instant.

"Who is this woman?"

The thirteenth from the left gave a low roar, and the voice was like ya, making Du Xian'er and the others awake.

"Haha, so funny!"

The four-eyed Xuan Clan was amused, and he didn't expect that a true fairyland disciple like Zuo Thirteen would really get rid of it.

"Sister Jiang, you lost!"

The Four-Eyed Xuanzu directly pushed open the door, walked in, and stretched out his hand at the woman in the golden skirt.

The disciple of Mingxin Temple, Jiang Rou raised her head, her beautiful eyes flickered, the look in her eyes was so tempting, I felt pity.

"Senior Sister, you are not allowed to fool!"

"Ok!"

In an instant, the charm disappeared, and Jiang Rou actually had a kind of light on her body, which made people have to look up. The charm just now seemed to be just an illusion.

"This woman, she changes her face so fast!"

The thirteenth from the left was confirmed again, and became more alert.

"Senior Sister Jiang Rou?"

Du Xian'er was also stunned, she recognized Jiang Rou. Jiang Rou is in Jin Jiazong, but a celebrity. Both among the disciples and among the elders, there are many "fans", not right supporters.

Because Jiang Rou is not a human race, but an immortal race.

The immortal of the immortal world, one of the ten great immortal tribes, the Yuling immortal tribe.

The immortal clan of Yuling is born with an immortal body and cultivates all kinds of immortal arts, all of which are talented. Any Shenzong and Tianmen who encounter the earth immortal realm or immortal clan will definitely earn income.

Jiang Rou was able to enter the Jin Jiazong for thousands of years, but never stepped into the fairyland.

According to the ancestor of the sect, the Jinjiazong is indeed not suitable for the cultivation of the immortal clan. But even so, a disciple like Jiang Rou is a good seedling.

When it comes to the immortal world, perhaps relying on Jiang Rou's relationship, he can establish a relationship with the Yuling Immortal Clan.

"So you are here too!"

"sit down!"

Desire immortals, such as immortals and desires, possess innate supernatural powers, which can ignite the most primitive emotions.

Jiang Rou had already seen the thirteenth from the left, and the thirteenth from the left was also looking at Jiang Rou.

The eyes of the two met, and in an instant, Zuo Thirteen was plunged into the darkness. In this darkness, Jiang Rou's dress disappeared in an instant.

"Fuck, what's the matter?"

Before the thirteenth left to finish thinking about it, Jiang Rou was actually bleeding. This **** smell made the thirteenth left tremble, and the zombie body was about to explode.

"what?"

The darkness dissipated, and the bleeding Jiang Rou disappeared. Everything just now was illusory.

At this time, Jiang Rou's eyes were full of mystery. At the first glance of the two just now, Jiang Rou actually found that the thirteenth left was very problematic. The thirteenth left's desire, or the initial emotion, was not between men and women, but blood, swallowed, violent, and it could even be said that it was huge. Fierce.

"Thirteenth from left, nice to meet you!"

Jiang Rou stretched out her hand, just wanting to give the thirteenth place on the left.

As a result, the thirteenth from the left raised his hand and held Jiang Rou's hand directly.

"you?"

Everyone was stunned, and Du Xian'er stared blankly. How could the thirteenth left dare to touch Jiang Rou's hand?