However, her hair was disheveled, her face ashen, her eyes bulging, and black sludge kept flowing from her mouth, which truly squandered her once regal elegance.
Li Zhiyuan thought she should be a noblewoman buried in a local tomb, dug up by the Old Transgender to be used as bait.
To be honest, just from her appearance, she really resembled the Old Transgender from the legends quite a bit.
Tan Wenbin did not use the Ghost Control Skill. This move expends one's lifespan, so he'd follow Brother Xiao Yuan's orders with him present.
"Roar!"
The noblewoman clawed and raged, venting her inner fury.
Once resplendent in life, she ought to have been peacefully buried underground, yet she was forcibly excavated, refined into a corpse warrior, enduring such torment would infuriate anyone.
She leaned forward, her feet unmoving, yet she glided quickly towards Tan Wenbin.
Tan Wenbin crouched down, and Yin Meng released a multicolored toxic mist.
