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Chapter 483 For everyone's sake, we should join forces!

The snowmobile roared away, the snow waves behind it rolled up, and it flew several miles away in the blink of an eye.

The motorcycle spun out a snowflake in front of a campsite and stopped.

A young man in his early twenties came out of the tent. The young man was thin and gentle in appearance. He looked at Li Zhao and Boss Zhou and said hurriedly, "Old Zhao, what's wrong?"

Boss Zhou glanced at the young man and said excitedly, "Holly! Holly is me!"

The young man who was called Dongqing looked at the boss Zhou in front of him, hesitated slightly, and then said, "It's you, the guy who lit rhinoceros incense to raise a ghost wife! Why aren't you dead yet? I remember you were killed by Old Zhao last time."

Did the gun crash? Oh, I understand, you bought a car for Lao Zhao before, bought a lot of things, and gave you gifts, so Lao Zhao applied for a position for you, right?"

"It's very close." Boss Zhou said, "Although I became a soul ferryman through the back door, this test is based on my true ability."

At this moment, Zhao Li shouted anxiously, "I say, two ancestors, when are you? You two are still chatting about home affairs, so hurry up and pack up your things and run away!"

Xia Dongqing hurriedly asked, "Old Zhao, what's going on?"

Boss Zhou hurriedly explained the matter.

Xia Dongqing's eyes were filled with fear, "Old Zhao, are you crazy? Why are you provoking the Immortals? Wang Xiaoya said that these are non-contact people! Especially among these guys, Bai Yujing is currently the most powerful and will be destroyed the fastest.

A bunch of guys!”

Zhao Li said angrily, "Do you think I want to? They discovered Lao Zhou. If I don't save Lao Zhou, do you believe that this loser will reveal everything about us?"

Boss Zhou poked his hand and said, "Actually, I'm not as miserable as you think..."

"Shut up!"

"asshole!"

Xia Dongqing and Zhao Li both pointed at Boss Zhou angrily, and Boss Zhou did not dare to speak.

Xia Dongqing looked at Official Zhao, "Those immortals know our existence, so they will probably think of the secret that we have been stationed here all year round. When the time comes, it will be a fight between chickens and eggs, which is the best outcome."

Zhao Li looked at Xia Dongqing, "What do you want to say?"

Xia Dongqing looked in the direction of the hotel, "Go and have a showdown with them, and then we can capture the Daxianbei Mountain together. Then we will capture the Rotten Immortal and go back, while they will go and take away the Qi Number Dragon Veins they want!"

Zhao Li looked at Xia Dongqing, "Are you crazy? These guys are not people at all. They are zombies, and we are zombies. They are very different from us. They are brand new individuals, and we still think about it.

The past cannot be completely nirvana and become a new self. We are the missing bodies of living people. They are brand new individuals. Each of them is different from before they were alive. Xia Dongqing, where are you going? Stop!"

Boss Zhou looked at Xia Dongqing who was leaving, then at Official Zhao, and tried to ask, "Brother Zhao, what do you say?"

"What else can I say? Let's go together! I can't watch this kid die!"

"No! Brother Zhao, why don't we go have a cup of tea?"

"What kind of tea should you drink? Can you, a rotten corpse, digest it if you drink that?"

Zhao Li cursed and led Boss Zhou back toward the hotel.

Not long after the three people left, a corner of the tent was opened, and a middle-aged man wearing a worn-out and thin jeans revealed half of his face. He looked at the three guys who left, and said in a calm voice, "It's interesting, corpse."

People from the country of ghosts.”

The middle-aged man has ordinary facial features and a deep voice. Isn't this Zuo Qianhu, a mortal from Zuofang?

Next to Zuo Qianhu, Hu Bayi, who had disappeared for a long time, appeared as expected.

Old Hu has changed a bit from before. He has a golden tattoo of a deformed sky character on his forehead. Hu Bayi looked at Zhao Li and the others, "Bai Yujing and the Kingdom of Corpses have joined forces. The Rotten Immortal will definitely eat a pot."

"Amitabha." The old lama of Xueyu clasped his hands, "Back then, the Rot Immortal was also a master of the country of corpses and ghosts. Unfortunately, he lost himself in the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. He was born to help the human dynasty seize power, and rejuvenated Xianbei, an ethnic group that should have been in decline.

In the second spring, he went against the grain and caused great chaos in the world."

"The number of days has changed and the Song Dynasty has been established. Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin led the front army of Tiangang Qiangbang Palace and killed all the demons and ghosts in all directions. The rotten immortal refused to give up and actually fought against Zhao Kuangyin's front army. He was killed by Zhao Kuangyin and fled in all directions.

The strong soldiers under his command suffered numerous casualties, and he himself fled to the Daxianbei Mountains."

"This is a rare opportunity for the country of corpses. Naturally, it has to arrange for him to install a special soul ferryman here just to catch this guy. Unfortunately, the Xianbei Mountains are managed by him like an iron barrel and cannot be attacked. This

Once all the masters arrive, the Rotten Immortal will be destroyed."

Snowflakes fell at the door.

The smell of wine and meat spread out of the door. Inside the hotel, Bai Yujing and others were sitting there eating and drinking.

Wu Xie picked up coriander and dipped it into the sauce pancakes, and said, "Military advisor, will they come back?"

"Yes." The tough-faced lady ate the coriander burrito, "Don't worry, the Kingdom of Ghouls is a very thieves organization. Although they are mysterious, they are more profit-seeking. Now that we are taking the lead, these people will definitely take advantage of us.

We achieve some of their ulterior motives."

Zhang Xiaobian said, "These people opened a hotel here and sent a secret agent to guard here for so many years. It is definitely not as simple as a little merit. There must be a deeper conspiracy. Their understanding of the snow-capped mountains is better than ours. They will lead the way."

, we will be faster."

Wu Xie on one side said worriedly, "If they don't come, wouldn't the third uncle..."

Just when Wu Xie was worried, footsteps were heard outside the door, and as expected, Zhao Li, along with Boss Zhou and a strange young man, strode over.

A socially awkward person like Zhao Li came back again without any embarrassment or shyness.

Zhao Li looked at the guys eating burritos and clapped his hands and said, "Hey! You guys are so elegant! In fact, I just wanted to catch some game for everyone, but I didn't expect that I didn't catch anything after running around, and you actually started it yourself.

Let’s eat, it’s still cilantro rolls! God, I like cilantro the most! Dongqing, you also like cilantro, right?”

The young man said hurriedly, "I'm not, I'm not, I'm allergic to coriander..."

"You have it!" Zhao Li rolled up a coriander roll and stuffed it into Xia Dongqing's mouth, saying, "Don't you drink coriander juice every day? Give it to me!"

Xia Dongqing was so stuffed that she rolled her eyes.

Tie Miansheng said with a smile, "Zhao Yin has been lost and found again. Is there something wrong?"

Zhao Li rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "Yes, that's the case. I think everyone likes to eat coriander. For such a rare hobby, we must join forces to overcome the difficulties! Take down the Daxianbei Mountain!"

Tie Miansheng said, "I want to see your sincerity."

Zhao Li clapped his hands and said, "Old Zhou, please show our sincerity."

Boss Zhou nodded and pulled out an old oil lamp from behind his back. The ancient blackened lamp body was filled with thick, unknown lamp oil.

Lao Zhou said, "Tell me the birth date of Wu Sansheng."

Wu Xie hurriedly told his third uncle the eight characters.

Lao Zhou wrote the birth date of Wu Sansheng on the note, then lit it and placed it in the oil lamp. The oil lamp shone brightly, and the light was dim.

Lao Zhou said, "Your third uncle is not dead yet, he is just in a coma."

Wu Xie asked hurriedly, "Where?"

At this time, the lights flashed suddenly and went out without wind.
Chapter completed!
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