Chapter 848: You're Not Human (Medium)

This really made Idiom Fan not expect it, he stopped himself, and those female corpses actually stopped. Even, whatever actions they make, these female corpses will do whatever they do.

Faced with such a weird and weird scene, Idiom Fan couldn't help but sweat faintly in his heart, and at the same time, Idiom Fan also vaguely guessed something. These female corpses, all of which were controlled, were different from those in the morgue.

Although they are all corpses, those corpses still have a sense of self-consciousness. In other words, no matter what Zhuge Linglong is, in fact, the owner of these female corpses is Zhuge Linglong. As for why Zhuge Linglong...... It seems that you have to go down step by step to really figure it out.

Although it is only the consciousness of killing, these female corpses are completely as if they have lost their consciousness of Zhuge Linglong, and even their instinctive killing consciousness has been deprived of something one by one.

"So in other words, these are all puppets?" the idiom Fan guessed, not yet completely sure. You must know that this world is so big, there are no surprises, and things that seem to have been determined or confirmed, if you are careless, will often give you an unexpected "surprise", and give you a "surprise" that makes you die without a place to be buried!

Thirty seconds, one minute, two minutes...... It wasn't until the fifth minute that a wisp of ruthlessness swept through Cheng Yufan's eyes, and the killing intent flickered in his eyes.

"Rustle...... Rustle......"

The rustling sound of the shoes rubbing against the grass on the ground is like a war drum before the war, from light to heavy, from heavy to fast. It's just that in one moment, the figure of Cheng Yufan was still in the big circle surrounded by female corpses just now, but the next moment he was already in the midst of female corpses, and the distance from these female corpses was only a few tens of centimeters or a dozen centimeters, or even a close distance.

However, to the surprise of Idiom Fan, and even the Buddha and Avril who were watching from afar, none of the female corpses intercepted or attacked them.......

"Don't intercept, don't attack?" Idiom Fan once again tightly clenched the hilt of the Heavenly Spirit Fire Thunder Sword in his right hand, and the gold and silver Fire Thunder Flame was even more tightly attached to the blade of the Heavenly Spirit Fire Thunder Sword, wrapping it. Idiom Fan continued to move forward slowly, and continued to shuttle slowly. The extremely rich bloody aura and the chilling aura were also launching a silent attack on the idiom Fan all the time.

Idiom Fan is still in order, still casually looking at this group of menacing brocade-robed female corpses. Not to mention the bloody and cold aura of these female corpses, just looking at these brocade and red robes on their bodies, he couldn't help but think of an extremely evil thought, and even when he deliberately passed through a female corpse, he passed by this brocade robe with one hand.

Damn, the excellent Jiangnan satin, a horse is worth tens of thousands, and the spun pair is even 100,000, 100,000, or even millions, I am afraid that even the relatives of the ancient emperor cannot enjoy it all. What it can really enjoy is the Ninety-Five!

If you pull these off and sell them, you will have to pay tens of millions of dollars. At this moment, as a close disciple of the old man Ge, the head of the second special department of Ge's business group and the soul town, Xi Yufan subconsciously started to make a deal.

However, this abacus is an abacus, and the idiom Fan will never do it. Picking up clothes, and still dead dead clothes that don't know how transparent, this is definitely going to be punished by heaven, and the sky thunders.

Walk around at will, shuttle at will. Although he was attacked by the silent aura unleashed by the powerful bloody aura and the powerful cold aura. However, the idiom Fan Tianling Fire Thunder Flame on the Fire Thunder Sword is strong when it is strong, and it actually faintly erupted with a fierce momentum, and bursts of murderous aura also quietly diffused. With this fierce momentum and the bursts of murderous aura that quietly spread.

The female corpses in brocade clothes and red robes, who originally didn't have the slightest movement, seemed to be a little impatient. Or, the master who controls them is already a little impatient.

This burst out of the fierce momentum and the faint, but extremely frightening, murderous aura also diffused at this time. The female corpses in brocade robes and red robes couldn't bear it anymore. Of course, the owners who control them are even more unbearable.

"It's moving!" In an instant, Idiom Fan's heart suddenly jumped, "I'm going, and finally moved, it seems that the master who controls them is a little more unbreathable than Idiom Fan."

As the saying goes, if the enemy does not move, I will not move, and the enemy will move first, and I will move later.

As far as the current situation is concerned, Idiom Fan will never strike first, let alone be stupid and unscrupulous. In that way, it will only accelerate the arrival of the time of his death, and it will also make his death even more useless.

Faced with this fine-skinned and delicious meat in front of him, the red-robed female corpse in brocade clothes under control did not have the slightest intention of retreating. And at this time, Fan Yu, who was deep in the middle of the female corpses, heard the collective roar of this group of female corpses.

A low roar came out from the almost smoke-like throat of the red-robed female corpse in brocade. Although it did not have the terrifying earth-shattering roar of the king of beasts, the low roar brought an incomparable impact to the heart of the idiom Fan.

A psychic shock that is more terrifying than fear, more terrifying than the fear of death.

"Oh bah," Idiom Fan is mouthful of spit sprayed directly on the grass, and he couldn't care about any environmental hygiene, "these women are so dead that they can't be dead anymore!" Idiom Fan grinded his teeth even harder. The roar brought a mental shock that was more terrifying than the fear of death.

What does this mean, what does this mean? It's not that Fan doesn't know, but he knows it better than anyone else, understands it better than anyone else, and understands it better than anyone else.

"Hell, what the hell is numb!"

With a low roar from the collective, the moment when Idiom Fan took another step. This group of female corpses in brocade and red robes seemed to be in an extremely uniform manner, and a female corpse in brocade and red robes suddenly rushed towards Idiom Fan. It can not be said that it is not fierce, it cannot be said that it is not cruel, and it cannot be said that it is not vicious.

"Temptation?"

Although it is menacing, it still can't escape the excellent eye of Idiom Fan, and even more so the excellent perception of Idiom Fan. The sharp fingernails also became incomparably long and incomparably sharp at that moment, like iron claws that have been polished to the extreme, as if they could tear apart everything.

The slender nails of the female corpse also seem to be particularly dazzling under this moonlit night. At the same time, there are green spots on the nails!

"Shall I go, and still apply poison?" This iron claw-like nail is definitely not inferior to the sharpness of ordinary daggers. And it was also smeared with poison. Perhaps as long as this poison is touched slightly, even if it is only slightly scratched by a little bit of skin, I am afraid that it will die too much to die again, and its death is estimated to be ugly.

"Roaring ......"

A female corpse suddenly raised her head to the sky at the moment when she was about to approach Idiom Fan, and the slender and sharp nails on her fingers had also stretched out to Idiom Fan's head at this moment. It seems that the people who control these guys are also very aware of the combat power that Idiom Fan is able to burst out now.

The protracted war is definitely very powerful against the idiom. Instead of fighting a protracted battle with Idiom Fan, it is better to pursue the strongest principle of "strike first to be strong and then to suffer", with fast, accurate, and ruthless as the benchmark, and kill with one blow!

In the face of this imminent attack, in the face of this imminent and deadly threat, the idiom Fan seemed to be careless, casually understanding your arm. And under this seemingly random wave, a ball of fire thunder actually rose from the feet of the female corpse in an instant when it was unexpected, and in an instant, it quickly covered the whole body of the female corpse.

The flames were blazing, the flames were rattling, and the electricity was swaying. Thunder and lightning, rapid convergence, rapid convergence, and rapid attack.