Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 826: There is a raging fire in front, and a corpse puppet behind

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"Brother...Don't!"

Nangonglin's expression changed drastically, her expression aggrieved and shocked.

Her performance in the grave, if her father knew about her, she would never be so stable in the days to come!

Looking at Nangong's steadfast expression, Nangonglin's full of words can only be swallowed in her stomach.

In my heart, I hate Ye Qingluo more and more.

If it weren't for Ye Qingluo, the Killing God Mercenary Corps would not reach the bottom of the tomb.

The mercenaries trained by my brother will not die.

She will not be blamed by her brother! I won't let my father know about this!

As if, Nangonglin has forgotten.

All the things in the tomb of the mausoleum were Ye Fengru who was the first to provoke Ye Qingluo in order to **** the Minghuang Ring.

Ye Qingluo and others fled extremely quickly. After a while, they arrived at the place where the corpses were only set on fire.

Behind, there were repeated screams of the Killing God Mercenary Corps.

Ye Qingluo did not look back, and everyone in the Tianxia Mission did not look back.

The fire in front of him was not extinguished because the corpse was burned to death.

Instead, it burned continuously, and the flames went higher and higher, with a tendency to burn the entire tomb.

Nangong was fascinating to see the swaying of the fire from a distance, and Zi Qianqian’s beautiful face was already covered with sullenness: "This fire is really good! There is a raging fire in front, and a corpse in the back! We all have to die today. Here!"

This fire was set by Ye Qingluo.

Zi Qianqian naturally moved his anger to Ye Qingluo's body.

Ye Qingluo was too lazy to pay attention, but the Limao who followed Ye Qingluo all the way couldn't bear it.

Li Mao turned his head and made a grimace at Zi Qianqian: "If it weren't for this fire, you would have been swallowed by the corpse insects, and there is still a chance for you to be wordy here?"

"You!" Zi Qianqian gritted his teeth, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

Limao snorted and shook his head to ignore Zi Qianqian.

The corpse puppet behind him is extremely fast.

But in a flash, he caught up.

While passing by, the rubble on the rock wall was cracked.

If the legs are slower, the corpse puppets will be completely integrated.

Ye Qing shook the feather fan in his hand and shot a silver wire directly into the crack in the rock wall.

She tugged, and after confirming her strength, she jumped.

The thin silver wire reflects the cold light.

With the strength of Ye Qing's falling, the silver wire swayed continuously, and the place where the silver wire was fixed made the sound of "creaking" the broken stones.

With the strength of the surrounding rock walls and silver wire, Ye Qingluo quickly passed the burning flame.

Tightly, a few silver wires pierced into the rock wall one by one.

The boys of the mercenary group, without a word, followed Ye Qing and quickly passed the flames behind him.

"The world team! You, you..." Wei Beixun was suddenly anxious, and quickly stepped forward, trying to grab a silver thread.

But before he came forward, he was squeezed away by the youth of the Tianxia Group.

However, in an instant, more than 90 mercenaries from the Tianxia regiment had already arrived at the other end of the flames.

The five corpse puppets have already caught up to the front, and the corpse howls are piercing and loud.

Nangong brilliantly threw Nangonglin to Ye Fengru, pushed them in the direction of Yinsi, and even drew out the long sword and jumped into the corpse puppet, attracting their attention.

"Brother!" Nangonglin's face was pale and she shouted in fear.

Before she was struggling to chase Nangong Feiran, her body suddenly lightened, and she was taken by Ye Fengru and climbed directly onto one of the silver threads.

Zi Qianqian and the others grabbed the silver thread and saw that it was as slender as a hair, and there was some suspicion in their hearts.

But it took a little bit of force to make sure it can bear their weight.

Sa Huan quickly crossed the fire one by one.

Some mercenaries were too impatient and almost fell into the fire.

When the last surviving mercenary fell steadily in the fire.

Ye Qingluo's feather fan flipped again, and a few silver threads shot quickly, past the flames and directly wrapped around Nangong's impressive arm...