Protector of the Country Dragon Emperor

"Come on!"

Chen Yan slapped Luo Keke's butt hard.

Luo Keke knew her own weight, and she could still help when faced with extremely vicious martial arts masters. But when it came to this kind of vengeful female ghost who had a story to tell at first glance, she had no clue. If she stayed, she would only get in the way. It caused trouble for Chen Yan, so he left immediately.

"You must come back alive, otherwise I will cuckold you."

The tea goddess left behind a few words.

"Fuck you!"

"Go back and clean you up again!"

Seeing Luo Keke running out of the villa, Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

The ghost bride walking down the stairs step by step, oh no, it should be said to be the corpse bride now. She obviously returned to her own body, but she didn't do anything drastic.

Chen Yan looked at her face carefully.

The eyes that were like ink before have become exactly the same as those of ordinary people, even more beautiful, as bright as the stars in the sky.

"It seems that there is a reason why Mao Tianci wanted to desecrate the corpse. This corpse can indeed give people the courage to take risks and not follow the ordinary path."

Chen Yan took out a stack of talismans from his pocket and stared at the corpse bride.

The way she walked up the stairs was a little weird. Although she didn't jump down like a zombie, she still felt... her joints seemed a little inflexible, so she felt a little awkward when walking, more like a robot.

The moment the corpse bride, wearing a pair of red embroidered shoes, walked down the last step, Chen Yan pulled out the talisman.

A fire dragon sprayed towards the Corpse Bride.

Unexpectedly, the Corpse Bride just opened her mouth and blew out a breath, and the fire dragon was immediately blown out.

But now that he had taken action, Chen Yan's subsequent attacks were continuous and turbulent.

"Shh-"

Chen Yan stepped forward and slapped him with his palm.

This time, the Corpse Bride was not afraid to fight back and also slapped her.

The palms of one person and one corpse collided suddenly, and a force of innate spiritual power and gloomy corpse energy collided, producing a power no less than a grenade explosion, and it was not one grenade, but several.

"Boom!"

Rococo outside the door heard a loud noise coming from the villa.

Suddenly his face turned pale.

As for those people on Yuankong Island who ran out, they were filled with joy.

Chen Yan's eyes were like daggers, looking at the corpse bride in front of him, his heart kept beating, this corpse is too strong! If the thunder spell in the palm can restrain ghosts and make her afraid, the bride who has returned to the corpse now makes up for this shortcoming.

That blow just now made his internal organs a little hurt.

but.

The power of his Evil King's Neijing is fully activated, and he can quickly absorb the Yin Qi emanating from her body and convert it into his own energy; while the Evil King's Neijing has a hidden special skill, passive healing.

"Xuanyu hand!"

"Thunder Knife!"

Chen Yan took action again without hesitation.

However, half a minute later, he retreated again, hit the wall heavily, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Damn it, why isn't this old man afraid of thunder in his palm?

Even if you have a corpse and a physical barrier, it is still a corpse! You are unscientific!

And what about the Corpse Bride?

After beating for a while, Chen Yan heard the crackling sounds of the bones all over her body like exploding beans, and then the joints seemed to have been lubricated and became more flexible. What the hell was going on with her?

"boom!"

Once again, Chen Yan was beaten into the air.

By chance, the clothes were hung on the chandelier on the ceiling of the hall, swaying on it; the master who installed the chandelier must be a gold medal master, and the quality is excellent.

I can't beat it, what should I do?

Wait online!

Continuous experiences made Chen Yan understand the truth: none of the old bangers who can climb out of the coffin are normal.

Needless to say, the young lady in the coffin is a being who cannot be beaten even if her underwear is on backwards;

The old woman I met in the Guanyin statue before was also sleeping in a coffin, but it turned out that I took advantage of the opportunity of a young lady to save her life;

And the person in front of him, Chen Yan thought, is he going to use it again?

While hesitating, the corpse bride turned her neck and slowly sat down on the sofa. Her movements were elegant and calm, her hands and feet were no longer stiff, and it was completely impossible to tell that she was a corpse.

"Do you still want to fight?"

"If you hit me again, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and I'll beat you to death."

The Corpse Bride spoke, her voice a little vicissitudes of life.

Chen Yan's expression changed slightly and he was condescending. From his perspective, he could see that the corpse bride's chest was quite impressive. The red wedding dress she wore was an ancient style and looked familiar, but he had not studied the wedding dresses of past dynasties. , of course it is impossible to tell what dynasty this female corpse belongs to.

But judging from the quality of this red wedding dress, it seems that she is not short of money.

The key is, if she really crawled out of the coffin, why were her clothes still so intact and fresh? It's like it was just made... Could it be that Mao Tianci put it on her?

"Ha, this beautiful sister of the bride, we have no grievances and no need to fight to the death, right? We can sit down and talk!" Based on the experience of the young lady in the coffin, Chen Yan offered the rainbow fart first.

The Corpse Bride said "Hmm" and said, "I've already sat down."

On the coffee table in front of the sofa, there are expensive drinks, including Louis XVI, French Lafite, local specialty coconut juice, and the ice cream that fat people like to drink. These were originally used by the Mao family to entertain Yuan. Those on the empty island didn't even open a bottle, so everyone in the Mao family died.

Chen Yan saw the corpse bride choosing Bingkuole.

He picked up the easy-pull ring neatly and started drinking.

"Does the corpse like to drink ice cream?"

A row of question marks appeared in Chen Yan's mind, and he tried hard to find a common topic, "Miss, I also like to drink iced Coke. We have the same hobby."

As soon as she finished speaking, the corpse bride spit out all the coke she had just drank.

The corpse bride rolled her eyes and said: "Carbon dioxide sparkling water, just clear my throat. Only fools drink this kind of foreign garbage. It has no taste at all."

Chen Yan: "..."

He is a modern man, but he is despised by the old man?

Uh, no, how did she know about carbon dioxide sparkling water?

"Little sister, may I ask, when did you die?"

Unexpectedly, she sneered: "Which eye of yours saw me die?"

"Hey?"

Chen Yan was confused, "Didn't you say before that the Mao family dug your grave and destroyed your coffin? You were dug out by the Mao family... aren't you still dead?"

"Do you understand how to nourish elixirs through misfortune? Forget it, you, a little monk from the Mai Sect, tell you that you don't understand either!" The Corpse Bride then opened a bottle of white wine, drank it all in one breath, and then took a big hit. Burping, the smell of alcohol, mixed with the stench of rotting earthy internal organs, sprayed onto Chen Yan's face, which was so smoked that he almost vomited it out.

Damn, isn’t this a dead person?

At this time, she said: "How about making a deal? Don't you want the spirit stone mine? I can give you three more pieces of spirit jade, but you need to do one thing for me."

Chen Yan blinked. The conditions were generous enough, and the matter must be big. "Tell me, what's the matter?"