Chapter 919

Among the seven sects, flying corpse sect is not the strongest, not the richest, but the most mysterious.

There are more connections between the five ghost sect and the flying corpse sect, but Zheng Feiyue always believes that the close communication between the two sects has nothing to do with the so-called friendship, purely because the two sides have the same malice towards the living: one soul pulling and the other body picking.

"The famous city Lord Zheng, don't even dare to step at the Mountain Gate of the flying corpse sect?"

The flying corpse sect disciple poked in front of the Mountain Gate said with disdain.

Zheng Feiyue replied to him: "when Grandpa gave people the method of stirring up, you were still cutting wood to make coffins in the mountain. Don't talk nonsense. I won't enter the mountain gate today!"

Which is more important between face and life? Zheng Feiyue can still carry it clearly.

Ignoring his malicious eyes and the embarrassed look of his own personnel, he retreated all the way to an open area where he could run. He said with a smile: "it's more down-to-earth."

"Why are you so timid?" Liu Qingfeng hated iron and steel.

Sun Shangxiang was also angry, and his face turned white. If this guy didn't enter the mountain gate, how could he save those people on the list? He snapped, "come back!"

"I won't go back!" Zheng Feiyue was very stubborn and said a lot of nonsense such as "please work hard, I'll go back and prepare a banquet to celebrate for you". He turned around and left.

"Where to go!"

A big drink exploded like thunder, and a golden rainbow shot out of the Mountain Gate of the flying corpse cult, like a golden meteor shower.

But it's not a meteor, but... A coffin!

Bang bang!

Eighteen golden coffins fell from the sky and smashed a circle of kilometers in diameter. In the middle of the circle stood Zheng Feiyue, who was alone.

There was another series of bangs, and all the coffins were opened together.

One dead man after another jumped out. Different from the dead buried underground, these dead men were as thin as iron, with fierce flames in their eyes and towering corpse Qi.

Zheng Feiyue stretched out his fingers and nodded one by one: "dry, fire, wood, earth... Well, what is this one with green light?"

The corpse he pointed out suddenly opened its mouth and made a hoarse voice: "poison."

The voice is familiar and familiar.

Zheng Feiyue arched his hands and said with a smile, "I've seen the sect leader. I didn't want to meet again so soon when I said goodbye to the city master's house last time. I don't know what's the purpose of this great pomp?"

Behind Zheng Feiyue, a fireman suddenly opened his mouth and said, "the account of mulberry ghost town has not been calculated clearly. Zi Qi is folded in your hands. Today, I still want to search my mountain gate. If the Lord of my sect doesn't appear again, I'm afraid I have no face to face all my ancestors."

Zheng Feiyue abandoned the poison, turned to face the fire, and said positively, "I have no grievances with my son, how can I harm him? This is a misunderstanding. If the leader doesn't believe it, you can ask deacon Liu."

Liu Qingfeng waved his uncle's sign at the mountain gate and shouted, "I sent the house to the general League. It has nothing to do with Lord Zheng. What's the purpose..."

Eighteen dead bodies turned their heads and looked at Liu Qingfeng.

Comrade Qingfeng felt a chill and ran straight to his forehead from the soles of his feet. His vocal cords were frozen. He couldn't say anything, and the golden sign in his hand couldn't fall.

Eighteen corpses turned again and stared at Zheng Feiyue.

Zheng Feiyue blinked and showed an innocent expression: "Liu Qingmang has ordered that anyone who hinders the investigation will be punished for the remaining sins of tongtianmen! Of course, the leader of the cult is a local senior official, and the general League is far away from the emperor, so it's not easy to manage. But it's not wise to offend the general League and my land snake for the sake of a house."

A dry cat said, "you are also a local snake?"

Zheng Feiyue smiled but said nothing.

In the past, he and his brothers were at most a group of horse bandits, but now, these horse bandits have been firmly rooted under the land on the east bank and connected to the Tianmen gate. Why not be a local snake?

A long silence.

The mountain wind blew, holding the unique cold corpse gas at the top of the mountain of flying corpse cult, which made Zheng Feiyue's nose itchy and wanted to sneeze.

Finally, the sect leader responded: "as long as you can get out of my eighteen row array, you can come and go freely at the mountain gate. No one will embarrass you."

"How can I trust you?"

A firebug pointed to the people present and said, "they can testify. If I don't believe what I said, I will destroy the Taoist tradition of the flying corpse sect."

This is a vicious oath for a large number of people.

Zheng Feiyue nodded and looked at the eighteen zombies scattered in a kilometer radius. If he took one of them out casually and cooperated with the corpse keeper, he could burst out with strength no weaker than that in the initial state of Hedao.

Fortunately, there are eighteen zombies, but there is only one corpse keeper. Although it is a powerful role that can switch the "body" at any time, it is not without opportunity.

The other side.

Liu Qingfeng looked at Zheng Feiyue, who was trapped in a tight encirclement, and worried about why the flying corpse cult didn't play cards according to common sense. He took out the general League token himself. Shouldn't everything rest?

"Why?" he said in a puzzled voice.

Sun Shangxiang next to him couldn't see it anymore. He was patient to explain to him. In the final analysis, he explained a truth: on the east bank, everything depends on strength. The brand of the General Alliance works well for the people below. For giants, they have to speak with their fists after all.

Liu Qingfeng was greatly surprised by this theory: "isn't the general League the biggest?"

Sun Shangxiang turned his eyes. There was no doubt about the woman's style. Liu Qingfeng was stunned: "it's a mistake for your uncle to send you to the east bank. You follow Zheng Feiyue to read and learn more. Many things can't teach you. He can teach you."

Liu Qingfeng nodded again and again, "I've worked hard to learn." he didn't say the latter sentence: I can learn. I always feel that I'm being shot by the man, and I feel willing.

Sun Shangxiang looked at the tension on the other side and said worriedly, "it's definitely a big test for the eighteen birds! Thanks to Zheng Feiyue's cleverness, if you enter the mountain gate, you won't rush into the array, but die."

"Do you think he can rush over?" Liu Qingfeng asked.

He is also a great monk, with unique talent, and his enlightenment time is longer than that of Zheng Feiyue. However, he can think in an alternate position. In such a circle, let alone rush into the array, he is afraid that he can't hold up in a few face-to-face meetings.

Sun Shangxiang is not pessimistic. Her confidence comes from her previous attempts and the two broken short swords: "look, he won't do anything he's not sure of."

"I hope so," Liu Qingfeng said.

Just then, a figure quietly joined their team. Qian wangsun in the team immediately came forward and grabbed the humanitarian: "red ghost, red ghost, can you calculate it? What's the situation in the flying corpse cult?"

The red ghost kept silent: "it's just a dragon's Lake and tiger's den inside. It's clear that he wants Zheng Feiyue to die. Fortunately, it's not for us. Zheng Feiyue didn't fall for it, so the dragon's Lake and tiger's den withdrew."

The crowd was sweating.