"As long as I say it, you will let me go, even if I kill many of your people, don't care about it, this is what you said!" The Demon Corpse King actually showed a resolute look, and there was ruthlessness in his voice, "You humans have always been untrustworthy, lying is like drinking water and eating, but I still decided to take a gamble, if you break your word, I will not let you go even if I am a ghost!"

Wang Fan pouted impatiently: "There are so many chickens of nonsense, there are not 10,000 ghosts that died in the hands of Lao Tzu, but 8,000, I will care about you one more?" ”

The Demon Corpse King looked at Wang Fan fixedly for a few seconds, and then nodded: "Okay, I'll tell you, the person who gave the order to me was a thousand years ago...... Ahh

At this moment, a mutation occurred, the red light of the demon corpse king's body suddenly jumped up, and an incomparably evil force appeared out of thin air, and the demon corpse king's body was like blowing up a balloon, rapidly expanding, and then exploded into countless pieces with a "bang"!

It's like ten kilograms of C-4 explosives exploding at a distance of 20 centimeters in front of his face! And it exploded when Wang Fan pricked up his ears and listened intently!

He couldn't react at all, the red firelight bloomed like a flower, bewitching and gorgeous, and the picture was not too beautiful!

Wang Fan's protective body qi automatically separated from his body, isolating the power of the explosion, and protecting Wang Fan inside, without the slightest damage, but he was also shocked by the violent air wave and flew more than ten meters.

Within a radius of fifty meters, it was razed to the ground, and the yellow sand was lifted and flew all over the sky, blocking the view.

After a few minutes, the yellow sand calmed down, revealing Wang Fan's face as black as the bottom of a pot, the corners of his eyes twitched, the blood vessels in his forehead jumped one by one, the hand holding the hilt of the Panying Sword trembled slightly, his knuckles turned white, and he gritted his teeth in his mouth: "MMP ......"

……

In the depths of the ancient tomb, in a dark and hidden secret room, a figure sat on a large Taishi chair, his whole body shrouded in a black cloak, and not an inch of skin could be seen.

Aggressive!

He tapped the table with his fingers tucked up in his sleeves, one at a time, very rhythmic, as if it was a subconscious small movement when thinking about a problem.

Time passed slowly in silence, and suddenly, his fingers stopped.

"It's so unexpected, I didn't expect this child to be so filial, and he didn't forget to bring me such a big 'surprise' when he came home, these are two hard bones! It's hard to gnaw, it's hard to bite......" His voice was hoarse and low, particularly ugly, as if his vocal cords were broken, and his pronunciation was like a broken radio with an unstable signal, making a maddening noise.

"It seems that the plan has changed, alas, this child, it is really uncomfortable, as playful as when she was a child......"

The sound echoed in the darkness, like a demon whispering, creepy.

……

On the sea of sand, the endless tide of pseudo-demon corpses, at the moment when the demon corpse king exploded into slag, all seemed to have bones falling apart, soft to the ground, more like robots running out of power, the red light in their eyes dissipated, becoming gray and dull.

Bang bang

The next moment, the pseudo-demon corpse group took the place where the demon corpse king exploded as the center of the circle, fell in a circle, lying on the ground motionless, like a dead thing, as if a stone fell into the calm lake, and the ripples spread.

Tens of millions of hideous and vicious pseudo-demon corpses all fell on top of the sea of sand in three minutes, pressing one by one, one by one.

They are all tools of the Demon Corpse King, and all actions are controlled by the Demon Corpse King, and when they are not needed, let them swim in the sea of sand by instinct, and only wake them up when they need to be used.

It's like a mobile phone, lock the screen when not in use, and unlock it when you want to use it, but now that the demon corpse king is dead, the connection with them is broken, and you can't "lock the screen" if you want to, this is a complete "shutdown".

The yellow sand surged slowly, like a tide, the pseudo-demon corpse sank little by little, and soon it was all submerged, the yellow sand was still calm, silent and silent, as if everything that happened was a dream, and now the dream woke up, and there was no trace last night.

Only patches of blood-stained yellow sand witnessed the battles that took place here.

On the warship, all the pseudo-demon corpses suddenly "crashed", and everyone was shocked, not knowing what happened.

shout

A shadow of light swept up and landed on the deck.

"Master ......"

Bai Qi's face was happy, and he just wanted to speak, but suddenly his steps stopped, and he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth with difficulty.

Because Wang Fan's face is very ugly, it seems that he picked up flies when he ate, ate half a worm when he ate an apple, forgot to bring paper when he, ** met a transsexual, forgot to drink soup after eating instant noodles, the goddess was, and his daughter went to open a house with someone......

This is an active volcano, the kind that erupts from time to time.

Wang Fan was very angry, it is estimated that he will suffer a big loss to be like this, at this time, he went up to touch the moldy head, and Bai Qi was not so stupid, so he frowned and stabbed Ian gently.

Ian frowned, and then stabbed Xingtian with a calm expression, Xingtian had no eyebrows to frown, so he thought he was unlucky, stepped forward and asked, "Master, what happened?"

Wang Fan closed his eyes, his chest muscles and abdominal muscles expanded, he took a deep breath, then opened his eyes and roared loudly: "Wow!

"Xingtian, let me punch a few punches to get angry?" he looked pained, rubbed his hands on his head, rubbed his flowing hair into a mess, and then looked at Xingtian with red eyes.

"If the master wants to fight, let's fight, I have rough skin and thick meat, carry it, just don't be angry. "Xing Tian is very serious.

Wang Fan is even more painful, why are you so loyal? Why are you so cruel to me? When you say this, can I still do it?

"Well, forget it, I'm talking about playing. Wang Fan waved his hand dejectedly.

Bai Qi Ian glanced at each other, squeezed their eyebrows at each other, and seemed to have found a bright avenue.

"Bai Qi, can I beat you up and get angry?" Wang Fan raised his head and looked at Bai Qi pitifully.

Bai turned upright, his face was serious and serious, and his voice was impassioned: "If the master wants to fight, he can beat it! My skin is also rough and my flesh is thick, and I resist beating, as long as you are happy, even if I am killed, I will laugh." ”

"Bai Qi, I...... I was so impressed. Wang Fan's voice trembled.

"Master......" Bai Qi's eyes were firm.

Boom!

Bai Qi was knocked down by a punch, and Wang Fan rushed up to punch and kick, crackling......

Three minutes later, Wang Fan stood up with a satisfied face and lifted his pants...... Ahem, it was Panying Sword, and then the spring breeze left proudly.

On the ground, Bai Qi shrank pitifully into a ball, like a little woman who was forced, crying and crying, very pitiful, really sad for those who heard it, and cried for those who saw it.

Ian cautiously moved over, and just as he wanted to speak, he was interrupted by Bai Qi: "Do you want to say something to comfort me? Then don't say it, I just want to be alone." ”

"No, I want to thank you, brother, for testing the truth with practice, for being a pioneer, for being a pioneer, for being great, for being awesome!" Ian gave a thumbs up and a "you're amazing" look.

Then he patted his little heart again, and said with a frightened face: "Fortunately, the master named you first, otherwise it would be me who would be unlucky!"

"Clay Plays Kai ......"

(End of chapter)