The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Ma Xiaohan's body was shrouded in white light at this moment, making her look like a sacred and inviolable saint.

"Shenlong, Zhu..." Ma Xiaohan hadn't said the evil character before, suddenly his face changed drastically, and a black air instantly eroded her face.

"vomit."

Ma Xiaohan spit out a large mouthful of black blood, and fell to the ground unsteadily.

As Ma Xiaohan fell to the ground, the ghost of the dragon behind her suddenly dispersed.

The moment Ma Xiaohan landed, a ghost-like figure arrived in front of her.

"Pouch."

With a muffled sound, a hand penetrated Ma Xiaohan's chest.

Looking at the hand that penetrated his chest, Ma Xiaohan's eyes remained unchanged, and his expression was extremely cold.

"Miss Ma, knowing how powerful you are to punish the Evil Dragon, how could I not guard against it. Every time those corpses dies, they exude a little bit of poison, and they accumulate little, even if you don’t notice it. "The palace-dressed woman twisted her waist, twisting to Ma Xiaohan's side like a water snake.

Ma Xiaohan glanced at the palace woman with a cold expression, feeling the sadness-free eyes, the palace woman was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and her hair was blown up instantly.

"Why do you look like this all your life? Can't you laugh or cry? You will always look like a goddess, who is worshipped and respected by the world. I am a princess, and this is the treatment I should have. ."

The palace-dressed woman said, the expression on her face was mad and twisted.

"Now I'm going to be killed by the person who likes you most. I really want to know what you will say before you die."

At the moment, the woman in the palace costume is like a jealous woman who kills her husband's favorite concubine, her eyes are full of crazy pleasure.

Ma Xiaohan looked at the palace-dressed woman and suddenly smiled.

Seeing this smile, she was also a little lost in a moment as a woman.

The next moment the palace-dressed woman snorted coldly from embarrassment: "I'm going to die immediately, and no one saw it."

"Kill her." The palace woman ordered.

At this moment, the pale face of Ma Xiaohan who was dying suddenly became rosy, with a trace of abnormal sickness.

A piece of golden talisman paper suddenly appeared in Ma Xiaohan's hand.

"boom."

The golden rune paper suddenly burned, and the surrounding area was illuminated by the golden flame.

"The rune of the Heavenly Master's Mansion?" The palace-dressed woman yelled in surprise, but then she laughed again.

"Ma Xiaohan, don't you have any problems with your head? Have you forgotten that the corpse king is not afraid of spells?"

Ma Xiaohan didn't say a word, just stared at the golden firelight.

"Chain of God."

Three words popped out coldly from Ma Xiaohan's mouth.

The palace-dressed woman suddenly had an extremely bad premonition, and frantically shouted at the corpse king: "Kill her, kill her quickly."

At this moment, the golden flames shot out from the golden chain clusters, and the limbs and head of the corpse king were fastened.

The corpse king was **** by the golden chain and roared frantically.

"boom."

The golden chain on his left foot was forcibly broken by the corpse king.

"Haha, Ma Xiaohan, you are really stupid, you actually use those bull-nosed things to deal with the corpse king, you really are in a hurry to go to the doctor."

Seeing that the chain of the gods seemed to have no effect on the corpse king, the palace-dressed woman suddenly became proud again.

Ma Xiaohan didn't pay attention to her at all, just looked at the corpse king fixedly.

"You like me, I know, but I don't like you. I hope you don't harm the people in the future, otherwise the Ma family will follow you like a shadow."

This is the last sentence Ma Xiaohan said.

After saying this, Ma Xiaohan's sickly blushing face suddenly brightened, and thin golden lines walked up her face, forming patterns.

At this moment, Ma Xiaohan looks radiant, with picturesque eyebrows. At this time, she may be the most beautiful in life.

Ma Xiaohan raised his right hand and inserted it into his left chest without hesitation.

The corpse king's hand and Ma Xiaohan's own hand were inserted side by side, making Ma Xiaohan look extremely miserable at this moment.

"Stab."

Ma Xiaohan's hand was abruptly pulled out of his chest, and a terrifying black hole remained on his body. At the position of the black hole, the heart that should have been there was now gone.

Ma Xiaohan holds a beating heart in his hand, and the heart is full of golden runes.

"Lingming Corpse Curse." The palace-dressed woman yelled in horror.

This "Lingming Corpse Curse" is a forbidden technique of the Ma Family, but this technique has no effect and is very costly.

"Lingming Corpse Curse" has only one function, awakening the memory of zombies, the price is the heart of the operator.

No one in the Ma family would learn such a tasteless technique, and even if it was learned, it would be useless. After all, who would use his own life foolishly to awaken the memory of the enemy.

"Why do you even have to learn such a forbidden technique, and why."

Ma Xiaohan looked sideways at the palace woman and smiled. At this moment, she was exceptionally poignant, like the manzhushahua in hell, only embellished by death.

"Because I'm bored, sister." Ma Xiaohan closed his eyes after speaking.

At this time, the king of the dead looked at the beating heart, his eyes were full of madness, it seemed that the heart had a great attraction to him.

"boom."

The corpse king broke the golden chain on his neck and bit on the heart.

"No, you are not allowed to eat." The palace-dressed woman rushed to the corpse king frantically, with a long sword in her hand hacking at the corpse king frantically.

The long sword with Ling Yu's sword energy did not cause any harm to the corpse king, and even the force of the counter shock made the blood surge in the palace girl's body.

The corpse king chewed on the heart, slowly the corpse king slowed down, and half of the heart in his hand fell to the ground.

Seeing the abnormal behavior of the corpse king, the woman in the palace dress knew that the situation was over. If the corpse king fully recovered her memory, she would probably die worse than Ma Xiaohan.

The palace-dressed woman smiled tragically and slowly disappeared in place. At the moment she disappeared, she looked back at Ma Xiaohan. Maybe she didn't even notice it. She was already in tears at this moment.

The corpse king fixedly looked at Ma Xiaohan who fell on the ground and roared frantically. He was very sad, but he couldn't shed a tear, because zombies have no tears.

The corpse king hugged Ma Xiaohan tightly, knowing what was wrong.

Looking at the face that had turned dead gray, the king of the dead gently raised his hand to touch it, but at the moment he was about to touch it, he hurriedly withdrew his hand.

He was afraid of her being angry, because she always hated someone getting too close to her.

At this moment, the corpse king seemed to think of something, looking at Ma Xiaohan's slender neck, the corpse king bit down without hesitation.

The corpse king looked at Ma Xiaohan expectantly, but for a long time, Ma Xiaohan did not wake up as he expected.

Finally, the corpse king collapsed and kept kowtow to the moon, as if praying for the heavens to bring Ma Xiaohan back to life.