The three of them thought they were certain to die, but they never thought that a coughing sound suddenly came from the adobe house next to them. The person coughing looked like an old man suffering from a serious illness, as if he could even cough out his liver and lungs if he exerted more force.

"Okay! Okay! Cough...cough...cough..." The old man in the room applauded and applauded the three of them.

"Okay, a friend in need is a friend indeed. I didn't expect Ulanara to give birth to such a loving and righteous daughter! I admire you!" As he spoke, a figure flashed out of the room.

A skinny old man stood in front of the three of them. "Don't be afraid, young master. I am here, not to mention a corpse monster. Even King Yama in hell will not dare to touch a hair on your head!"

After Nalan Rongbai finished speaking, his body swayed, and a faint dark light blew past him with a sinister wind and went straight to the corpse monster behind him. The speed of this old man was so fast that the three of them could hardly see clearly with the naked eye.

His movement skills. If this corpse monster was invaded by the mutated "Nurhaci Curse" virus and lived for more than half a century to form a reinforced iron frame, then Nalan Rongbai's evolution is much higher than his. Nalan Rongbai's evolution is much higher than his.

Rong Bai is more than two hundred years old. He is also cursed by Nurhachi, but he still retains the appearance of a normal person. For more than two hundred years, the old man has nothing to do in the cave of the Yehe tribe, and he has practiced

Various martial arts schools in the world have integrated these martial arts and body skills into their own unique lineage, reaching the point where heaven and man are one.

The corpse monster originally looked at a thin old man standing not far in front of Nalanhong and the others. He just stretched out his long tongue to roll all four of them over, but when he stretched out his tongue, he found that the old man in front of him suddenly disappeared on the ground.

There were illusory traces left behind, but none of them were his true form.

Just when its long tongue was about to hit Nalanhong's chest, the long tongue suddenly stopped in mid-air and fell down. The three of them looked up and saw a dry piece of paper sticking out from the corpse monster's chest.

The claws penetrated its chest and took out a dark brown heart. The heart was beating vividly. Its heart was actually in the shape of a mushroom with a human face. The ferocious woman's face was still struggling violently.

, twisted.

The withered hand grabbed hard and crushed the corpse monster's heart into a pool of pus and blood. The corpse monster's movements were frozen, and his body shriveled up little by little, and finally turned into an ordinary corpse and collapsed forward.

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Nalan Rongbai stood behind it, retracted his withered paws, and rubbed dirt on his body. "Master, I'm late, I've frightened you!"

This is the etiquette of the old Manchu people. No matter how senior you are, if you are a servant, you will always be a servant. Even if you save the master's life, you are still a servant. When a servant sees his master, he must be rude. He bowed

He knelt down.

"Uncle Rong, you have come at the right time. Get up! I told you that things are not popular in this era, and there is no need to kneel down in the future!" Nalan Hong limped up and helped Nalan up.

Rong Bai, but there was clearly a feeling of inferiority left on his face, but he couldn't bear to ask why he came now.

"What about Nalan Rongbai! Am I right? You just don't believe it! If you arrive a few minutes later, your young master will be dead! You are a sinner for the ages! Tell me, I, an outsider, can be so riskless, you
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