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24 - Ninety-nine Corpse Formations, The Young Man Showed his Real Body

[ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ!! ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴀ ʀᴏᴜɢʜʟʏ ᴇᴅɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴛʟ !! ]

[ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅɪsᴄʀᴇᴛɪᴏɴ ]

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Chapter 24 - Ninety-nine Corpse Formations, The Young Man Showed his Real Body

Bai Fanlu suddenly raised his head. He saw dozens of figures in the darkness, shaking. They were all centered on him, slowly rushing from all around...

It was the attendants and maids in this mansion, with their hands hanging on their sides, and they only moved slightly as their legs moved forward. At first glance, they seemed to be floating in the air like a wandering soul.

They were no longer bowing their heads, but were neatly drawn to one side towards Bai Fanlu. There were no black eyes in their eye sockets, and their sclera were blue and looked extremely frightening.

Bai Fanlu couldn't help dripping cold sweat from his temples. He forced himself to calm down and scanned the surroundings. He suddenly discovered that one of those people was unusually tall, and he was wearing a robe that was not the clothing of the underlings.

Bai Fanlu became dazzled. When he looked closely, he saw that although the man walked in the same posture as the corpse next to him, he seemed to be empty below the base of his legs. He had no feet nor shoes, and the only thing that supported his body were two wooden stakes with thick wrists.

And his clothes, the golden silk scorpion pattern on the purple dress is faintly visible. Looking at that face, although it is thinner and older than that Bai Fanlu has seen, the facial features are distinct.

This is the real Yingzhou City Lord Wei Lin, he has also been made into a corpse man!

It is the Formation of the 99 Corpses from the original book! There were already ninety-nine people, and the ninety-ninth was Wei Lin.

He wanted to prevent it in advance, but he failed.

Bai Fanlu's heart sank suddenly, and the corpses were getting closer and closer to him, densely packed like black ants foraging in groups. Their clothes rubbed and made a rustling noise when they walked.

There are too many and the directions are too scattered. Bai Fanlu's eyes wandered, quickly searching for a target among the black corpse formation.

At this moment, a faintly low sound of music floated in the silent night sky, and it turned slowly. It was broader than the sound of Xiao, more fascinating than the sound of the flute, and it was played from somewhere sadly and sternly.

[ xɪᴀᴏ ɪs ᴀ ᴄʜɪɴᴇsᴇ ᴠᴇʀᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴇɴᴅ-ʙʟᴏᴡɴ ғʟᴜᴛᴇ. ]

The corpses opened their mouths together and neighed at Bai Fanlu.

In the original book, the man who manipulates the formation is Wei Lin, relying on spells. But here seems to be another person, relying on sounds.

Bai Fanlu was not surprised. He had nowhere to hide, so he stood still, watching the corpses approaching him a little bit, and sighed.

"Come out, I know it's you."

The group of corpses fell silent abruptly.

The music stopped, replaced by a soft, slow-paced sound like something hitting the ground.

Step by step, the sound of a crutch.

In the bamboo shadows deep in the garden, beside the railings, a slender beauty in aqua-colored long skirt walked out slowly. Even in the dark night, the tranquil and indifferent face was instantly pitiful.