This time.
The moment Yan Jiu's account was opened, everyone went wild.
They thought someone else had died.
I clicked in and took a look.
A sea of photos in period costumes.
The people in the photo are Kong Wu and Jiang Di.
This has led to a surge in comments.
[A celebrity accidentally wandered in?]
"I wish I were a celebrity."
I've avoided so many celebrities, but I still fell for these two. Family, who understands this kind of pain?
[Surprise inspection! Send me the photos of my husband on your phone right now, or I'll cry!]
[If the handsome guy is a drunken woman, then Master Jiu is ours!]
[Dream on, both the handsome guy and Master Jiu are ours!]
[Don't argue, don't argue. Master Jiu is the one who's drunk and crazy when she's drunk; the female drunkards are us male drunkards.]
[The man's face was so big from being drunk that it couldn't be contained in a stew!]
It doesn't matter, I will believe it myself.
【If you're going to do this, then I'll have to call Master Jiu! There's a pervert here!】
Yan Jiu didn't look at the comments anymore.
She was drawing a talisman to absorb the white mist.
Looking at the lanterns that were faintly visible in the white mist.
Yan Jiu stared intently: "The tomb that could make the Azure Cavalry appear to protect it is indeed related to Turanyi. It's mine now."
Liu Fei leaned closer and whispered, "Director Yan, are we just going to let him turn the corpse into a zombie?"
Yan Jiu turned around.
Jiang Di waited at the entrance of the tomb.
He was directing five farmer zombies to move Xie Ge's body out, hoping to add another member to the zombie army.
Yan Jiu inexplicably remembered the wooden dice she had found in the hospital morgue, and she took them out.
Jiang Di noticed the dice: "How did you get the dice my brother made for me? You're the one who destroyed the Yin Cave!"
He had a chessboard artifact that Wu Jiu made for him, while the dice were toys that Turanyi made for him.
Before he and Kong Wu guarded the ancient tomb in the northwest, he divided the chessboard artifact into many parts in order to increase the number of zombies.
But there is only one place where the die lands.
So, it was Yan Jiu who made that burn-scarred, useless zombie run to the ancient tomb in the Northwest to cry to him?
I think so.
Only Yan Jiu!
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