He doesn’t want to miss the news of Yu Dieyue.

True or false
Turning the ancient Ursa major, Sumo came to the backyard and stopped.
Su Mo’s consciousness can’t help but slightly open his mouth and reveal deep shock in his eyes.
The backyard of the main hall is a magnificent cemetery, and the forest of steles is endless!
Tall tombstones stand upright with clear handwriting on their faces.
"Hokkeji Tian Yi Dao Jun Tomb"
"Tomb of the Great Temple Fuyan Daojun"
"Hokkeji Yuze Daneng Tomb"
"Tomb of the Great Temple with Virtual Clouds"
"Imperial General Han Fei Da Neng Tomb!"
“……”
At first glance, tombstones stand in dense graves.
The forest of steles in this cemetery is filled with a sense of sadness.
Burying here is at least a method of Daojun, and even Su Mo, a tombstone that fits the great power, has seen a lot!
"Huh?"
Su Mo’s eyes set on another tombstone.
"The tomb of the ancestor Hongguang in the Great Temple!"
Mahayana bodhi old zu tomb!
Mahayana bodhi old zu is almost the peak of the wild mainland.
I didn’t expect to be buried in this cemetery
Su Mo’s emotional vision falls to the center of the cemetery.
There is an unremarkable grave bag there, which will be a slightly raised small earthen bag if it is not intentional.
But it is this small earthen bag that seems to be the envy of the whole cemetery!
There is not his tombstone around 100 meters, but this small earthen bag!
There is a crooked board standing on the grave package.
Two words were written on the board.
French emperor!
These two words seem to have a mysterious power.
Sue ink look big change feel chest tightness was difficult to control back a few steps!
The tomb of the emperor!
There is a saying in Su Mo’s mind that echoes more and more loudly.
Ten thousand years ago, the bodhi old zu of Wyndell Dichinson, the emperor of this rift valley, fell and buried the dragon, which was ominous!
It’s all true!
Ten thousand years ago, the catastrophe was so tragic that the emperor fell here!
"Bang, bang!"
With a heavy chain ring
Counting the tombstones, behind the graves, a tall figure slowly rose from the ground, as if to smash a hole in the sky overhead!
Chapter five hundred and ninety Red hair ghost
This is a big man with long hair and rags.
The big fellow with red hair is like a rough burning flame. blazing with anger keeps a close eye on Su Mo’s face and corners of his mouth slightly become warped to reveal a strange smile.
Big fellow’s arms and legs, including trunk and neck, are wrapped in coils of rusty chains!
As the big fellow got up and moved the chain, Mao solicitation rang!
The most frightening thing is that two chains directly pierced the big man’s pipa!
The moonlight is pale
Graves are covered with forest of steles.
In this cemetery, there is such a big man who exudes ferocity, which further proves Su Mo’s initial speculation!
This is a terrible spectre!
The big fellow’s eyes turned several times, and the light in his eyes became more and more prosperous, as if he had found something novel.
Finally, the big fellow leaned forward and looked more satisfied with his nose, and finally grinned.
"Quack quack quack!"
This laughter echoes in the silent and gloomy cemetery, which is chilling and creepy!
Su Mo looked carefully, and the other end of the big fellow’s body chain went deep into the ground to trap the big fellow firmly in the center of the cemetery forest of steles!
If you want the big fellow to move his chain a little, it will tighten!
Sumo, rest assured.
Although this spectre is terrible, he will be helpless if he doesn’t take the initiative to approach each other.
"Little doll, are you too timid to hide so far away?"
The big fellow grinned. "Don’t worry, if you come boldly, you won’t eat you!"
Su Mo sneer at one
He’s been in the fix-the-true world for years, and he’s experienced the wind and waves, so he can’t really challenge the table with such a poor method.
If he does go there, he will be involuntarily.