"It's a pity......"

As he spoke, the smile on the uncle's face disappeared, and he shook his head slightly: "This martial artist who shot should be a novice, since he defeated the other party, he must be sure that the other party is dead, the corpse clan is strong, but it is not so easy to die." ”

As soon as the words fell, the black-haired walking corpse lying on the ground bounced up from the ground, and the carp came to stiffen, waving two slender arms, and pounced towards the uncle's back, so fast that people couldn't react at all.

Ye Fei, who was far away, stared at him and wanted to remind him, but he saw the uncle gently knocking on the ground with his cane.

Behind him, a handsome young man in a white robe in ancient costumes suddenly appeared.

Looking carefully at the young man holding a folding fan, the other party's appearance is the same as that of the uncle, but the white clothes are better than the snow, more young and straight, and the whole body exudes a faint white light, floating in the air like a dream, spotless, drifting with the wind, as if descending to the supreme immortal in the world, amazing.

He's not human!

A ridiculous idea is born from Yefei's heart.

Woo!

I saw that the white-clothed young man waved the folding fan in his hand lightly, and the surrounding wind suddenly surged, and the black-haired walking corpse seemed to be cut by an invisible wind blade, and was dismantled in mid-air, becoming a pile of sticky pieces of meat scattered on the ground, and not even a drop of blood touched the uncle.

Nightfly has fallen into a state of dementia.

He didn't see clearly how the young man in white appeared or how he made a move, but he felt a fresh breeze surging around him, and the black-haired walking corpse was chopped into minced flesh in mid-air.

What kind of existence is this?

That's an exaggeration.

If you want to describe how he feels now, there are only four words: "terrifying".

"Could this uncle be a martial artist in the Sanqing Realm?"

Ye Fei couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Yes, the martial artists of the Sanqing Imperial God Realm have come into contact with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and their magical powers are vast, and they can cultivate the incarnation of the Martial Dao.

I remember that there was a video of the battle in the Sanqing Imperial God Realm in the school, and it seemed that it was used as a martial arts incarnation, much like the man in white behind the uncle in front of him.

"It stinks!"

On alert, a rancid smell wafted in the wind, and it was simply incomprehensible.

Ye Fei looked at the corpse that was decomposing into pus at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and couldn't help but cover his nose and suppress his breathing.

"Corpses of this level are no longer human, they don't belong to this world, so it's better to disappear. ”

The uncle said, waving his arm slightly, and a gust of wind blew through, and the rancid smell dissipated.

Hey!

At this time, a strange phantus emerged from the mutilated corpse of the black-haired walking corpse.

This phantom night fly has been seen on dead zombies, and it is full of weirdness and unknown.

I don't know what it is?

Can Uncle see that?

Who knew that the man in white behind the uncle opened his mouth slightly, sucked the strange phantom into his mouth, then chewed it and ate it directly.

Belch......

What an appetite!

The uncle smiled: "Sure enough, it's a layman, this corpse soul is still cheap for me." ”

He said lightly: "Speaking of which, this little brother is lucky, he only encounters a wolf-level corpse clan, and his combat effectiveness is also poor, some corpse clans are difficult to entangle and dangerous, even martial arts masters may not be able to take advantage, I hope he can have good luck and keep with him and touch these corpse clans less." ”

Ye Fei nodded secretly, and said in his heart: "Understood, thank you." ”

Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Today, this uncle's self-talk has taught him a lot.

Wait!

In other words, is the other party deliberately saying it to himself?

"I really want to meet this hidden little brother, maybe become a friend for life. ”

A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the uncle's mouth, and he sighed, as if he was a little sorry and a little sad, and then recited emotionally:

"I and the general untie their robes, and the hibiscus tent warms up the spring night. ”

"But the dragon city will fly in, and the king will not reign soon. ”

Nima!

Flying cold at night.

This crooked poem is really informative.

How do you feel like a quilt on the base of the face?

Luckily, I'm a straight guy until I don't have friends.

There is no need to make any friends with a quilt at all.

No matter how you break it, you won't bend it.

So, uncle...... Let's not meet again.

With goosebumps all over his body, Ye Fei immediately retreated, quietly ran the bitter meditation, there was no wind under his feet, and fled the scene, and at the same time did not forget to carry his trouser belt with both hands, obviously on guard.

"Is the little brother gone?"

After a while, the young man in Tsing Yi behind the uncle disappeared, he shook his head slightly, and said loudly: "You've been watching it for so long, haven't you come out yet?"

As the words fell, a figure walked out of the shadows of the construction site.

The other party was wearing a dark red tight-fitting combat uniform, with a graceful and graceful figure and a delicate and cold face.

"Captain Dongfang, why did you let that person go?"

The woman asked strangely, "I thought you would talk to him face to face, but you didn't do anything, aren't you curious about his identity?"

The uncle tapped the ground with his cane: "Of course I'm curious, he can defeat a black-haired walking corpse with his bare hands with one qi realm cultivation, what interesting news this is, but it's a pity that he doesn't want to show his face, so let him continue to be mysterious." ”

"Speaking of which, what's going on on Cross Street, where the rat tide and the Underworld are haunting together?"

The uncle shrugged his shoulders and asked instead, "How's the situation over there?"

The woman replied, "According to the clues provided by Tianyue, all the remaining corpses on Cross Street have been killed, and in addition, we have captured a follower of the Underworld Sect, who has the latest information on the corpse king's coffin. ”

"It's a pity that after entering the interrogation stage, he blew himself up, and his whole head was blown up. ”

"Did you blow yourself up again?"

The uncle said in a deep voice: "Since the Great Sewer Incident, the activities of the Underworld Sect in the Hidden City have been frequent, and the number of corpse clans has increased significantly, this is very abnormal, I have a bad premonition, the Underworld Sect is brewing a big conspiracy in the dark, you go back and report what happened here to Chen Luohan." ”

"Yes. ”

The woman nodded, blinked her beautiful eyes, and asked, "By the way, Captain Dongfang, you said last time that an old friend died and needed a good tomb, I can help." ”

"Just tell me who died. ”

The uncle shrugged his shoulders: "Hehe, it's better not to ask anything, my old friend's needs are more eccentric, and the person is even more eccentric, you know, she will definitely not be happy, maybe she will spank your ass." ”

"Spank me...... A dead man?"

The woman's delicate body trembled.

"Qin Yu, don't worry about some things, I'll go have a glass of wine, and by the way, I will meet a handsome little guy, and you don't have to worry about the cemetery. ”

The uncle pressed the brim of his hat, took small steps, and in the blink of an eye, the whole person disappeared without a trace.

"The ghost city is like this, do you still have the heart to find a handsome little guy?"

Qin Yu rolled his eyes and complained to the air: "Old unserious guy, I wish you AIDS sooner or later!"