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Chapter 1212 Zombie King's Little White Faced Taoist Priest 19

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    Mu Ran smiled awkwardly, and said, "It's not that I dislike you"

    What Mu Ran said was sincere, but the emotion on his face just now was indeed clearly seen by Yun Qing.

    Yun Qing snorted softly, with a little arrogance: "No need to explain."

    He sat sideways, leaving only Mu Ran a back view.

    Mu Ran held his forehead, helpless.

    Fortunately, during the time when Yun Qing was angry, people outside were not idle.

    Soon someone knocked on the door, saying that they gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

    It was only then that Yun Qing calmed down her anger.

    When we got downstairs, almost all the people had come.

    Mu Ran noticed that Ye Yuyan was sitting alone in the corner, her expression was slightly cold, and the previous gentle and obedient expression was completely gone from her face.

    After a while, Mu Yuanyao also arrived.

    He sat beside Muran very skillfully.

    Yun Qing with a new spell on her forehead, her jet-black pupils inadvertently landed on the close-fitting robes of Mu Yuanyao and Mu Ran.

    The black pupils around the black eye circles on his body were cold, but his expression was as calm as ever, making it impossible to see any other emotions.

    Mu Yuanyao couldn't help but rubbed his arms, frowned, and muttered in a low voice: "Why are people a little cold?"

    Mu Yuan couldn't help but sit closer to Mu Ran, trying to keep warm in this way.

    But this time, it wasn't just the surrounding air that he felt cold, but his own neck.

    Mu Yuanyao, who was thinking of something in panic, hurriedly sat a little away from Mu Ran.

    Mu Ran looked at him strangely.

    Mu Yuanyao acted as if nothing had happened, pouring tea with the teacup in his hand.

    During this period, people arrived one after another, and the discussion finally began.

    Mu Yuanyao put down the teacup, quietly heaving a sigh of relief.

    "Everyone, two of my fellow Taoists and I went to check that village." The doorman stood upright, with an adult who didn't meet his age on his immature face, "The name of the village is Xingmai Village, and it's five miles out of the city.  A small mountain village outside."

    Gatekeeper: "Two fellow Taoists and I checked outside the village. There are indeed zombie-like corpses moving inside."

    Doorman: "We don't know if there are any living people inside."

    Someone raised his hand depressingly: "Can there be Mr. Yunqing's magic weapon in this village?"

    "That's right! No one is in charge of such a big incident in this village?"

    "What treasures can there be in a broken mountain village?"

    The noisy arguments slowly disappeared under the cold glance of the doorman.

    Gatekeeper: "Fellow daoists, I know that you are all very anxious. But the first thing about this mountain village incident is the whereabouts of the musical instrument. The second thing is to solve the troublesome things in the mountain village."

    Gatekeeper: "My teacher told me that in this mountain village, there are fragments with the same aura as the magic weapon. Specifically, hey, I need to check it later."

    After listening, everyone calmed down a little bit of their dissatisfaction.

    After dinner, the doorman urged to leave.

    A dozen or so people left the city overnight and headed for the small mountain village.

    On the road, not many people spoke, and everyone was busy preparing their own fighting tools.

    Those who inquired about the news came to Mu Ran and Mu Yuanyao.

    The zombie Yun Qing behind him was completely ignored by them.

    No one cares about servants, just like no one cares about the grass on the roadside.

    "Mu Yuanyao, I want to buy news." The strong man with a wooden sword on his back called Mu Yuanyao by his full name.

    It can be seen that the news has bought a lot.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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