After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

The wind in the deep sea gradually became noisy and scorching hot.

Under the cover of night, the water on the sea wall was turbulent and the faint green fire was approaching.

Po knew that this moment was the calm before the storm.

The sound of the flute gradually became more rapid, and the black sand under Abao's feet began to sink. Sand bags surged, and then dark blue hands, some rotten, some shriveled, and some skeletal, stretched out. Suddenly, looking around, the same thing happened wherever the black sand was spread.

At the same time, in the dark night, the sea wall was ready to move.

A huge ship was anchored there, flying a golden Kun flag.

It is the navy ship of Xuan family.

The young man in silver armor and white robe, wearing a mask of Poseidon, stood quietly facing the wind.

Behind the young man, there are two figures.

Lan Mi, Xuan Changdu.

The sounds of the flute changed, and more and more zombies appeared, pouring out of the black sand like a tide.

Lan Mi laughed crazily, "Meng Guanjing is really useful!"

Hearing this, Xuan Changdu stared at A Bao with a gloomy expression and asked, "How did His Highness Lan Mi command the corpses?"

Lan Mi smiled more and more proudly. The merchant ship crews who were swept into the ghost trench by the storm in the sea were buried here for who knows how many centuries. Such a pit of thousands of corpses was simply a gift from God to her to help her train an army of zombies! !

However, in the past few years, the poisonous zombies have not yet formed, and she cannot control this army of zombies.

She even thought that these thousands of corpses could only be buried deep in the sand at the bottom of the trench.

Unexpectedly, Princess Xuanyuan's golden needle accidentally helped her to transform Meng Guanjing into a poisonous zombie for her to use.

However, Xuan Changdu, an outsider, doesn't need to know these things.

After waiting for Lan Mi's answer for a long time, Xuan Changdu clenched his fists and looked at Pei Guichen.

"Mr. Pei, do you really want to kill the princess?"

The cold black eyes hidden behind the mask looked at Abao at the bottom of the sea, and Pei Guichen suddenly realized that she had an undisguised hatred for him.

His heartstrings suddenly tightened and he clenched his teeth secretly.

How could she hate him when she had Lingxi around?

All this was just because she mistook him for Sheng Jue.

If she knew who he was, she would definitely forgive him.

Thinking of this, Pei Guichen's tense thoughts calmed down a little, and he distracted himself to answer Xuan Changdu's doubts: "We must take this opportunity to open the stone statue behind Kai Jiang."

This sea area has always been dark and bottomless.

The strong winds and huge waves are even more irregular.

Often, the sky is clear one moment and a bolt from the blue the next.

The Pei family's ships had to face a life-or-death situation if they wanted to pass through the ghostly sea surface flashing with purple lightning and thunder, as well as the whirlpools in the sea with raging waves. Even if they successfully entered the ghostly sea, the boats could only stop at the edge of the sea wall, lower the iron chain, and send the shadow guards who were good at boxing and kicking to explore.

Apart from Pei Qin, in the past hundred years, only this time when A Bao appeared, the raging waves of the abyss became restrained and the sea became calm.

Thinking of this, Pei Guichen's cold eyes gradually darkened as he looked at A Bao.

There is also the abyss of the sea where Po is.

He was clearly looking down at it, but every time he felt——

Deeper beneath the black sand, it was staring at him.

At the same time, A Bao gave Pei Guichen a last cold look.

While looking around, she saw the zombies scrambling to crawl out of the black sand and approaching her one after another, while she reached out to snatch the Qilin Bow from the hand of her uncle Feng Ran.

In a flash, the entire trench was filled with densely packed zombies.

The skin was chapped, the eyes were dull, the face was covered with blue and black scars, and he was roaring strangely.

The fight suddenly broke out, and dozens of zombies at the front rushed forward together.

A Bao, Xuanyuan Fengran and Yan Haixi moved quickly and formed a circle with their backs to each other.

Xuanyuan Fengran drew out the silver sword in his hand and stabbed it into the zombie's skull. He turned his wrist suddenly, and brain matter and black blood splattered, and the head and limbs flew away.

The rusty sword of General Yan in Yan Haixi's hand became sharper.

However, the sound of the flute became more and more rapid and aggressive. The zombies who smelled the fresh flesh and blood were countless and rushed towards her one after another, roaring continuously.

At the same time, A Bao, who was facing away from the black-robed emperor uncle and constantly drawing the bow and shooting arrows, had her hands shaking so badly that even her knuckles were hurting and bleeding. The internal injuries she suffered when she fell into the abyss were so severe that blood foam kept rushing into her throat, and the smell of blood filled her nose.

The moment the arrow missed, the zombie roared and pounced on her. At the moment when its sharp nails almost touched the corner of her sleeve, a pair of hands grabbed her waist from behind.

What followed was a sudden howl and roar.

The snow wings stirred up a strong wind and swooped down towards her.

She was picked up sideways by the black-robed uncle and jumped onto the back of his wing.

The snow sculpture flapped its wings and soared into the sky, leaping over the dense tide of zombies at low altitude and rushing straight into the night.