Chapter 829
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The place which Ye Qing Luo had chosen was exactly that stone wall which had Duke Ling's totem!
The head of King Ling on the stone wall was the mechanism of the stone wall.
As long as he grasped this, he would have enough time to expel the corpse qi from Nangong Feiran's body.
The group sprinted all the way, and before long, they arrived at the stone wall.
Ye Qing Luo asked the mercenaries to return to the middle layer of King Ling's tomb and when she turned her head to take a look, she didn't see any corpse puppets chasing after them.
She let out a sigh of relief.
High-level corpse puppets were not afraid of fire.
However, the Corpse Puppets were still affected.
At the very least, the five corpse puppets would not be able to break free from the burning flames for a while.
Ye Qing Luo was the last to cross over the stone wall, as she speedily pressed on the stone wall.
Another deafening rumbling sound rang out, and the stone door that had been opened slowly closed.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the wall, gasping for breath.
At this moment, he couldn't care less about the slippery vines and the moss that made his hair stand on end.
Zi Qianqian helped Nangong Feiran to sit against the rock wall.
Ye Qing Luo didn't waste any time as she walked straight to Nangong Feiran's side and squatted down as she pulled up his arm which had been corroded by the corpse puppet.
It felt extremely cold to the touch.
The slightest touch was like touching ice.
It was bone-chilling.
Ye Qing Luo's expression turned grave as she carefully sized up Nangong Feiran's face.
Nangong Feiran closed her eyes tightly. A thin layer of cold air seeped out of her forehead, and her eyelashes were covered with a layer of white frost.
The corners of his eyes were already covered with a patch of greenish-black.
The situation was more serious than he had imagined.
"Lass, you have to expel the Corpse Qi for him as soon as possible!" Old Man Cang's urging voice rang in his ears, "If the corpse aura pervades his heart and corrodes his profound heart jade, then he'll be hopeless."
Ye Qing Luo took a deep breath.
As for the method to expel corpse qi, she had never dabbled in it.
It was just that when he was reading the information about the Ling King's tomb last night, he had also thought about the problem of corpse qi.
At that time, he only asked Old Man Cang about a simple method to prevent the corpse qi from entering his body, but he didn't delve too deeply into it.
At this moment, she could only listen to Old Man Cang's instructions.
Ye Qing Luo flipped her palm and the red feather fan slid into her palm. She gripped the fan handle tightly and with a flick of her finger, a sharp dagger slid out.
She lifted Nangong Feiran's arm and was about to cut his wound with the dagger.
However, Zi Qianqian grabbed his arm. "What are you doing?!"
"Let go!" Ye Qing Luo knitted her brows and looked at her coldly with a displeased expression, "I really doubt the real strength of the gold medal mercenary group."
Her tone was full of disdain and mockery. "Ever since we entered the tomb of the Ling King, your Death God Mercenary Group has caused trouble time and time again. You've dragged down our operation and become a burden on me."
"You … What did you say?!" Zi Qianqian was so angry that her beautiful face turned red. Her pair of cold eyes were filled with anger.
Ye Qing Luo gave a light humph, "What I'm saying, you know it clearly in your hearts. If I had known that you were a bunch of trash, I would never have signed that deal with you! "
These words were completely undisguised disdain for the God Slaying Mercenary Group.
The World mercenary group's mercenaries were secretly delighted.
They all gave their vice group leader's words thirty-two big thumbs up in their hearts!
From the start to the end, the God Slaying Mercenary Group had always placed themselves in a high and mighty position.
As though accompanying them into the bottom level of the Ling King's tomb was a condescending act.
But in actual fact, the God Slaying Mercenary Group's performance was totally an existence of a burden.
Not only did they not have any practical use, they even kept on creating trouble which caused people to die one after another.
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