Duan Weiwei's expression changed when she heard that. "Mo Lan, you've gone too far! That limited-edition lipstick is already out of stock. I can't even bear to use it myself. "
Mo Lan snorted. "Then take the red wine, blue flash, and metallic lipstick you used last time."
Duan Weiwei shook her head. "No, no, this is still too much."
Mo Lan said, "Then I don't want any of them. Just give me your new clover earrings."
Duan Weiwei said angrily, "Mo Lan, I've finally seen through you. I've always treated you as a friend, but you actually have designs on my earrings! If you want me to give them away, why don't you just kill me? I'll take a look myself! "
She snorted angrily and turned to look at the female corpse that Yang Qingxuan had dug out. Her pupils shrank as she exclaimed, "Shen Lin!"
Duan Weiwei sucked in a breath of cold air and said in a trembling voice, "She was the top student in the ninth class, but she died here. What's going on in this hall? "
After Duan Weiwei recognized the person, their hearts sank. It seemed that many of the corpses in the hall were their classmates.
If they didn't know them, they would have just stepped on them with their eyes closed. But now that they were all classmates, their legs trembled and they couldn't stand steadily.
Yang Qingxuan comforted them. "Don't be afraid, everyone. Not all of them are classmates. There are many other corpses."
Duan Weiwei said in a trembling voice, "Why don't we, let's go out first and think about it later?"
"Yes, I agree with Weiwei." Mo Lan's face was also pale.
Meng Rui said, "Look behind you. I'm afraid it's impossible to get out. Let's calm down and get rid of our fear."
They all looked behind them and their faces changed. The entrance was gone, as if they were in an independent space.
Yang Qingxuan said in a low voice, "Lan Yan, how did you leave?"
Lan Yan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. "When I entered the hall, I realized that something was wrong, so I left immediately."
Everyone felt their hair stand on end as they clenched their fists tightly.
Yang Qingxuan said, "Don't panic. Although many of our classmates have fallen here, wasn't Wu Zhonghai still alive just now? This proves that the dangers here can still be dealt with. "
"But Wu Zhonghai, he …" Duan Weiwei said fearfully.
"Yang Qingxuan is right!"
Du Ruo suddenly spoke up and interrupted this lively conversation. She said, "Now, we must strengthen our confidence and break the killing trap here. Otherwise, there will be eight more corpses on the ground."
Everyone's expression changed slightly as they immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.
Duan Weiwei also tactfully shut her mouth and began to eliminate the fear in her heart.
Xiao Feng's voice trembled. "Yang Qingxuan, Shen Lin's body …"
Yang Qingxuan hurriedly turned around and found that the corpse was still lying on the ground. The delicate little face had distinct facial features, and there were no changes. He could not help but say angrily, "What's wrong with this corpse? You're a grown man, yet you speak so strangely. Be serious and say it all at once! "
"Yes."
Xiao Feng swallowed his saliva and said, "My Martial Spirit heard this corpse talking. It said that she was scared and lonely. It asked us to dissolve into the ground to accompany her."
Lan Yan frowned. "Your Martial Spirit is too strange. What kind of message is that?"
Xiao Feng calmed down and said, "My Martial Spirit is called the Heart Telepathy. It can sense the hidden message. It can't be wrong."
Suddenly, his face changed dramatically as he said in a trembling voice, "Not good! These corpses are talking. They want us to accompany them! "
Yang Qingxuan immediately became alert. He said in a low voice, "Everyone, be careful. Perhaps the corpse is about to transform!"
As soon as he said that, he felt a thin rope binding his feet. He saw Shen Lin's hair twining around his feet. Then, a shriveled hand like a withered branch tried to grab his feet.
Luckily, he was alert. Yang Qingxuan swung his hand, releasing a sword light that cut off the hair. Then, he stepped on Shen Lin's arm and broke it.
Shen Lin's face began to twist, revealing a painful grimace. His throat emitted a strange sound that made people shudder.
At the same time, the entire hall was shrouded in a strange force. The corpses that had dissolved into the ground seemed to be revived, crawling up from the ground.
"Puff!"
The eight of them took in a breath of cold air, their faces pale.
Yang Qingxuan kicked Shen Lin away. The other seven also hurried to kick the corpses that were crawling up from the ground.
Du Ruo raised her hand and shouted, "Get in!"
A group of symbols flew up from the Sacred Era Silver Halo, hovering around the eight of them, creating a barrier to cover them.
The corpses outside bared their fangs and brandished their claws, throwing themselves into the barrier. Their clear, terrifying faces were imprinted in the air.
However, the eight of them had experienced the corpse battle before. Their mental endurance had increased, and they had gotten used to it after a while.
Chen Zhen said in surprise, "How long can this barrier last? How many corpses are outside? I'm afraid it won't be less than the previous one. "
Everyone felt their scalp tingle.
Du Ruo said in a low voice, "This Sacred Era Silver Halo can't last for long. It's opening the barrier now to buy time for everyone to think of a solution."
Yang Qingxuan looked around the hall. Corpses crawled up from the ground and surrounded them.
However, Wu Zhonghai's figure was nowhere to be seen.
In front of the hall, there was a dark shadow shrouding it, making it hard to see clearly.
Yang Qingxuan said, "There must be something in the shadow. At least, Wu Zhonghai is hiding in a place that we can't see. Xiao Feng, can your Martial Spirit sense something? "
Xiao Feng said, "Let me try."
A soul light surged in front of his chest and spread out like a spider web. His entire upper body seemed to be covered with a layer of white fishing net. Countless rays of light converged towards his brain.
Yang Qingxuan seemed to have understood something. The web-like rays of light were strands of strange energy that converged in Xiao Feng's brain. It should be mobilizing the energy in his whole body to stimulate the energy in his brain to sense something unknown.
Suddenly, Xiao Feng groaned without warning and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was filled with fear as he said, "Marshal? What does marshal mean? A voice came from the shadow and called out 'marshal'. "
The few of them looked at each other in dismay, unable to make heads or tails of it.
Yang Qingxuan's face changed slightly as he said in surprise, "Could there be a 'marshal' in the shadow?"
Xiao Feng said in a low voice, "It's highly possible that it's a call. The shadow is calling out to the 'marshal'."
Du Ruo said, "Then this' marshal 'might be the owner of this ancient hall. He should be an existence that died countless years ago, right?"
Xiao Feng said, "I have a bad premonition, but I can't put my finger on it."
Du Ruo said in surprise, "What do we do now? Advance or retreat? "
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