"Also, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty changed three times in a while, which made the ministers in the court panic. If the Twelve Crown Prince had not come to power and surrendered everyone in one sentence, the Tang Dynasty might have been gone long ago." Xiao Yao said at the end, sighing helplessly.

"How do you know so much history in China? Did you survive at that time? Or did you come from that era?" Liu Mou said in a little shocked. Most of what Xiaoyao said just now was very similar to what Dou Yinya said, but some of them were not mentioned by Dou Yinya.

But no matter what point, Xiaoyao cannot ignore what he said. Xiaoyao has seen his skills. Not to mention Xiaoyao, relying on Yao Lao, a person who has become a god, but not many people know about it. He has not been a thousand years, that is impossible.

"These information were brought back by elves of all generations. That little girl said it well, but she came to the forefront. A large part of your Chinese history is black, but people in our fairy world know that as long as they check it, they can be found no matter big or small." Xiaoyao said proudly and proudly.

"I admire you for being so good." Liu Mou clasped his fists and admitted defeat. After all, he didn't know what was going on at that time. What people said must be what they said.

Liu Mou sighed and smiled in shame. He turned to look at the body of the coffin. He saw that he was wearing black clothes of officials of the dynasty, with a red round cap on his abdomen, and his gray temples had almost fallen off.

The next second, Liu Mou rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He thought there was an illusion in his eyes, and looked at the corpse in uncertainty, frowned. When Liu Mou looked at the corpse again, he accidentally found that the corpse's fingers moved slightly, but he didn't look carefully just now.

Just as Liu Mou wanted to reach out and touch it, a very cold palm suddenly grabbed Liu Mou's stretched out hand. When Liu Mou saw it, he was shocked. He suddenly pulled his hand back, took a few steps back, and shouted coldly: "Get back."

After hearing this, Mr. Dou retreated without thinking, and took a defensive posture. Looking at the coffin, the eldest and third brother also put down the lid of the coffin, raised the gun with a few bullets, aimed at the coffin port, and was fully alert.

"He..." The coffin made a breathable sound, which made people feel extremely depressing.

When Yan Minghui saw this scene, he was already scared to death. He ran to the corner and muttered to the corner: "I can't see me, I can't see me."

With a "bang.", a dry palm appeared on the mouth of the coffin. When everyone saw it, they calmed down and looked at the coffin cautiously. Another sound was made, and another palm was also placed on the coffin. At this time, in the entire tomb, except for the heavy breathing sound of breathing that was not overwhelming, there was no sound. A needle fell to the ground and could hear the sound.

At this time, everyone was breathing calmly, holding their breath and staring at every move in the coffin.

"This should be the corpse. I didn't expect that I had the honor to see this scene. This is really the first one in thousands of years. After I go back, I must talk to those little guys." Xiaoyao said with a smile when he saw it.

Hearing Xiao Yao's voice, Liu Mou looked speechless and smiled bitterly and said, "Didn't you say that the Seven-Star Formation can prevent him from transforming into a corpse? Isn't it useless?"

"Who said it was useless? It's just that just when I was in need of spiritual power, I suddenly felt that someone's heart was filled with fear. The Thunder Plantar formation did not exert the greatest power. It's not my fault." Xiaoyao looked at Liu Mou with a grievance.

After a pause, Xiaoyao continued, "Who said it was useless? Isn't this a little useful? Isn't it a bit useful? I have to half of the zombie's level. Although it is also red hair, it is only black hair. You have to thank me." Xiaoyao's face was filled with a smug smile, as if someone praised him.

Liu Mou lied his mouth, rolled his eyes and refused to look at her.

"Roar!" A low voice came from the coffin. Slowly, the head of the corpse slowly appeared in front of everyone. His eyes were empty, and there was no trace of flesh color on his face, ashen green and dry face. Liu Mou felt uncomfortable when he saw it.

The body sat in the coffin, his head slowly shook twice, then turned to look at the eldest and third brothers, staring at them straight. When the eldest and third brothers saw it, their hands holding the gun couldn't help but tighten again, and a few traces of sweat appeared in their palms.

When Liu Mou saw it, he secretly shouted that although these two people were bodyguards and came to die, they were still a life. So Liu Mou stood there, stepped on the ground with his right foot, and then shouted at the corpse: "Hey, grandpa is here."

"What are you doing? Do you think you have a long life, right?" Dou Yinya couldn't sit still when she saw Liu Mou's crazy behavior and looked at Liu Mou nervously. Among these people, she was very happy to attract Yan Minghui.

Liu Mou compared a gesture that was OK, signaling Dou Yinya to rest assured, smiled slightly, and then looked at the corpse coldly.

But the fact was not what Liu Mou thought. The body was not attracted by Liu Mou's ridicule, but rushed towards the eldest and third brothers. Almost instantly, Liu Mou did not see how it moved clearly, so he came to the front of the eldest and third brothers.

Then there were bursts of gunfire and sounds one after another, but these attacks could not cause any harm to the corpse. The corpse still did whatever it was. He hit the third brother's head with a palm. The third brother flew backwards, hit the wall and then fell to the ground. The blood on his head instantly seemed to have opened a gate, flowing out one after another.

"Three brothers!" When the boss saw it, he shouted loudly, then turned his head and stared at the corpse with glaring eyes. Hong yelled with her eyes: "I'm fighting with you, grass!" Then, he rushed towards the corpse regardless of life and death.

When Liu Mou saw that even if he flew over, he would not be able to stop him. Liu Mou thought hard for a while, and suddenly realized that the corner of his mouth slowly raised a curve, "Aren't you called Li Zhaode? Don't you love the people and be honest as an official? I don't believe that this will not attract your interest."

At this time, the corpse raised his left hand high, faced the bullet like a stone, and his hands were still fearlessly hitting the boss.

"Li Zhaode." Suddenly, Liu Mou shouted loudly, and then the body stopped as if under control, and his palms were still stuck in the air, but he did not take action. Seeing this, Liu Mou thought it was effective, so he continued to shout: "You corrupt official, the stain of history, the enemy of the people, you are more than worthy of death. After doing so many shameless things, there is still a tomb after death. You really deserve the reputation of this tomb!"
Chapter completed!