Master of the city

To leave the hall of Supreme Harmony is to go down a group of steps. Zhang Fan dare not walk with his back to the gate of the hall of supreme harmony. The mummies of the royal guards huddle in the hall of supreme harmony. Even if their companions are decapitated and burned to wood, they don't want to come out. But not coming out doesn't mean there's no danger. If there are one or two masters who are proficient in concealed weapons, they will come here for a while, and they won't pay attention to them any more, won't they?

However, after Zhang Fan retreated a few steps, he found that Xiao Chen didn't get up to keep up, but continued to lie on the ground, and his mouth kept making a "Wuwu" sound. When he looked down, Zhang Fan was really shocked by the scene in front of him.

I don't know when a lot of black hair grew on the neck fracture of the corpse of the royal guards. The hair was madly drilling into Xiao Chen's mouth, nostrils and ears.

"What the hell is this! God fire, fire king

Zhang Fan doesn't know whether this strange hair belongs to ghost or Gu. The people of Xuanmen hundreds of years ago are much more powerful than those of today. With his insight, he can't tell. However, Zhang fan can be sure that no matter it's real hair, Gu or Yin Qi, they are afraid of fire. So he gave a big drink and shook his hand The fire symbol flew out, and the paper burst into a ball in mid air. The ball of fire flew towards the neck of the corpse.

However, just when the fireball was about to fly, Xiao Chen suddenly raised a hand to block the Fireball's flight path and patted it hard.

"Pa", the spirit fire group is still very fragile when it comes to the living people. By this shot, it immediately turns into small flames, scattered on the ground, and soon goes out.

"Mr. Zhang, Xiao Chen is no longer Xiao Chen. Let's go!"

At this time, Wang Guangshun and Jia Ru had already run to the bottom of the steps. Wang Guangshun didn't see all the things that just happened. He thought that Xiao Chen was still shooting at Zhang Fan, so he urged Zhang Fan not to care about Xiao Chen any more.

"No, Xiao Chen, he..."

If possible, Zhang Fan is still reluctant to give up his companion. But half of what he said, Xiao Chen suddenly stood up from the ground.

The action of getting up is the standard zombie getting up, straight up. And it's not just Xiao Chen himself. On his head, the decapitated corpse looks like a Siamese baby sharing a head. Those black hair linked the headless corpse and Xiao Chen together, only revealing Xiao Chen's godless eyes.

What's more, the ghost hair seems to be provoking Zhang Fan. Suddenly, several of them stab into Xiao Chen's face, tear them off and throw them at Zhang Fan.

What a provocation to eat fruit!

And that's not the end of it. It seems that the hair is still hollow and can emit some gas. Xiao Chen's head is a little fuzzy under the cover of those Lavender gases. He suddenly takes a step towards Zhang Fan, and the originally fuzzy face is clear under the cover of the lavender gases. It is no longer Xiao Chen's face, but a woman's face!

No, it's a bit inappropriate to say it's a woman's face. Zhang Fan is Mr. Feng Shui, and his ability to look good is also good. In his opinion, it should be that three women's faces are put together. And it's three faces he's familiar with.

With the cheekbones as the boundary, there are two faces on the top, Bai Shuying on the left and Li Mengmei on the right. Below the cheekbones is the water moon heart. Just the hair tear that, let belong to the water moon heart cheek was torn together, blood dripping, bright red muscle tissue exposed to the air, is very ferocious.

"Dad? Zhang Fan, go! That's not my father

Under the steps, Jia Ru seems to see something else on Xiao Chen's face. Maybe it's Jia pengxiao's face. However, Jia Ru is indifferent and far away. She is not as easily confused by the scenes in front of her as other girls. Although Wang Guangshun's eyes begin to blur, he is slapped by Jia Ru and wakes up immediately.

"No! Give me your flamethrower

Zhang Fan is angry.

It's said that the dragon has a scale, and it's angry to touch it.

Zhang Fan is not a dragon, but he is also a rebel. That's the family around him. If he doesn't, he won't be allowed to come to the city. If you like to make a moth in front of you, you have to spell the faces of people you are familiar with. Are you looking for death?

"Zhang Fan, don't make a fool of yourself! We don't know what it is yet! "

Although Jia Ru said so, she took out three tins in her hand. She was a very smart woman. Although she didn't agree with Zhang Fan's risk-taking approach, Jia Ru knew that the man in front of her was not indecisive. As long as he decided something, it was meaningless to stop him. Moreover, from the bottom of her heart, Jia Ru didn't feel Zhang Fan's risk Van will lose to this guy. Contact with Zhang Fan for a long time, you will have an inexplicable sense of trust in this guy.

"You should withdraw now. No matter whether Liu Hanwen has made contact with the outside world or not, you should withdraw to the river side and wait for the river to calm down or the rescue from outside. Also, the report said Because of the battle, the hall of Supreme Harmony has been accidentally burned down. "Zhang Fan strides to Jia Ru and puts two fire cans into the cloth bag, the other one in his hand. With a warning, he strode in the direction of Xiao Chen.

"You, you'd better burn some good things again!"

Jia Ru is a little speechless. Is this product special? Do you want to set the house on fire? You must be ready for this. But think about it. If the mummies of the royal guards are not cleaned up, even if the archaeological team comes in, they can't enter the hall of supreme harmony. They should be more careful when they go to other palaces for archaeology. If a fire can burn all the mummies here, it seems to be quite cost-effective.

Moreover, Jia Ru is a researcher, not an archaeologist. She has no cultural relic addiction. Compared with the cultural relics preserved in Taihe hall, she would rather have a body of royal guards to study.

"Wuwu It hurts Help me... "

Xiao Chen's mouth issued a low cry for help, his hands also toward Zhang Fan side, as if to embrace Zhang Fan. I don't know whether it's the influence of purple fog or something. Zhang Fan feels that Xiao Chen's figure seems to be delicate, like a real woman.

It's a pity that if this move is applied to others, it may really work. However, as a practitioner, Zhang Fan's will is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and he has a pure heart charm. Xiao Chen, who is controlled by Gui FA, is so hypocritical that he can't confuse Zhang fan, on the contrary, he arouses his anger even more.

"I've been dead twice, and I want to make trouble. I think it's time for you old ghosts to be free today."

Zhang Fan held Xiuchun knife in his left hand, and at the same time, he put up two fingers and a fire symbol. In his right hand, he pointed a fire can at Xiao Chen.

With this degree of control, those ghost hair must have gone deep into Xiao Chen's brain. Even if the headless corpse and ghost hair are removed, Xiao Chen can't go back to the past. The best situation is an idiot. It's better to give him a good time than that!

"Divine fire, fire king formation!"

With two fingers of his left hand, the fire sign immediately flew out and burst into a fireball in the air. At the same time, the fire can of the right hand was pressed, and a flame flew out. After hitting the spirit fire of the fire symbol, it blew directly on Xiao Chen's head.

The fire can of the archaeological team is specially made. In addition to the fire, there is adhesive in the spray. Once it is sprayed on the object, the fire will not stop until it is completely burned.

Around Xiao Chen's head, the purple mist was burned clean, and then the ghost hair wrapped in his head was burned to ashes. Without the entanglement and support of ghost hair, the headless body could not stand on top of Xiao Chen's head, just like a dead fish, "Baji" clapped on the ground. The headless corpse's neck was stained with adhesive, and it burned violently. The corpse kept twitching, and it seemed very painful.

And Xiao Chen is lying on his back, a head burned "squeak", the air soon filled with a smell of scorch.

But Xiao Chen didn't respond to this at all. The ear, nose and mouth that had been eroded by the ghost hair kept gushing blood. He should have been controlled by the headless corpse and died at the beginning. When he was burned, even the most basic nerve reflex was gone.

"Aren't you a bull? Get up again and change your face for me! "

Zhang Fan went to the headless corpse, raised the fire spout jar and pressed it again. The flame shot out, covering the whole body of the headless corpse. Turning around, Zhang Fan didn't even let go of the head that fell on the ground, and a fire spurted in the past.

The head on the ground really meant to be a demon. A lot of ghost hair came out of his neck quietly. Some of them came to Zhang Fan's side, and some of them went down into the cracks of the purple and gold floor tiles. When the fire went down, except for some of the ghost hair that got into the ground, they were all burnt clean.

"Mad, it stinks like barbecue. Can't you stop a bunch of bacon that have been baked for hundreds of years?"

Zhang Fan disdained to spit on the ground, looked back at another fallen royal guards corpse. The mummy was lying on the ground very honestly, and there was still fire on his body.

Zhang Fan frowned. It seems that these royal guards of Ming Dynasty can keep the corpses and realize that the hair like things in their bodies have played a great role. Zhang fanneng felt that it was not a kind of poisonous insect or something like that. On the contrary, it was a kind of disaster recorded in the strange news volume of Yang Gong Mi Lu in the Qin Dynasty.