"Whew!" Old Man Chang, or rather, the monster to be exact, suddenly roared again, and something even more terrifying happened—a green mist burst out of his mouth, and a vague human form could be faintly seen.

The demonic green color was a little dazzling, but the action was as fast as lightning, and I saw this figure quickly jump onto Chang Zhaowen's body along the red vines wrapped around Chang Zhaowen's body, tilting his head, looking a little dazed, this is not right! Why didn't Chang Zhaowen's soul react at all—could it be ...... He...... It's dead?! Isn't it? Chang Zhaowen can't be so fragile, right? People who can make so many extraordinary dishes must have a stronger body than ordinary people!

But...... He had already been injured before, and even the last dish had to be pretended to be an apprentice, but the powerful repair power in this dish should have repaired his injuries a long time ago, right?

Although he decided in his heart that such a scenario could not exist, ...... Why didn't Chang Zhaowen have the slightest strangeness of his soul out of his body? He still couldn't help but start beating the drum in his heart, he was like a gambler, he had bet all his chips for this moment, and he must not allow any accidents!

It almost confirmed what he was most worried about, and with a "bang", I saw Chang Zhaowen's neck suddenly tilt to the right, and his whole head actually rolled down, leaving only a bare neck pointing at him.

Damn!

There was a shudder, a cold war, and his heart jumped to his throat, how could Boss Wen ......

But it was clear that the green figure should have been more stunned than him, and was frozen in the air.

"Goodong, goodong......" Chang Zhaowen's head seemed to have legs, rolling farther and farther on the flat granite ground, in the silence, this voice simply made people's hearts tingle, and he subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but found that his throat was extremely dry, and he didn't even have a star of saliva.

"Dead...... He's dead...... Why did you die!" The green shadow suddenly fluctuated violently like boiling water, but the voice was still a human voice, "Damn, am I starting too hard?!A person with strong culinary talent should have a strong soul, why, why doesn't he even have a little soul left?!Is he not a member of the Chang family at all?!"

An even more terrible thought suddenly popped up, no, no, he immediately denied this idea again, it is impossible for people who are not from the Chang family to make the things of the Chang family so good!

In any case, this change came too suddenly, just like a hungry man who finally relied on his willpower and a beautiful vision for the future, survived the barren desert alone, came to the door of a food warehouse, and racked his brains, and finally pried open the door of the food warehouse, only to find that there was nothing inside.

Heaven is going to kill me!

He let out a terrible wail, it was really exhaustive, but he didn't expect Chang Zhaowen to be such a short-lived ghost!

At this moment, he was finally able to understand his father's mood and sorrow, and the person who pinned all his hopes on died so inexplicably!

He's not reconciled!

"Bang!" At this moment, the body of Chang Zhaowu, which was surrounded by red vines, fell to the ground with a bang, with gray and white smoke that was three meters high, and the red vines were scattered all over the ground, and everyone was shocked to find that Chang Zhaowu's body had not even left a little dregs.

There's no going back! There's no way back!

The red vines without attachment are like dehydrated seaweed, and the color quickly dims, and in an instant, it changes from blood-like red to a puddle of rust-like dark brown, and the volume of the vines has also shrunk significantly.

"Huh!" Blood Shura pulled off the rope wrapped around her neck with an expressionless face, and with a slight force of her hand, the rope that was extremely tough before instantly turned into a ball of powder, and she slipped from her fingers.

......He hurriedly ripped off the rope that was holding his neck, but he couldn't figure out the situation at all now, what was the situation now, and what was going on with everything that had just happened? Chang Zhaowu was the old man of the Chang family, and Chang Zhaowen and Chang Zhaowu's own grandfather. But this old man didn't count if he hurt his second grandson, and now he still wants to hurt Boss Wen, but he didn't succeed - because Boss Wen took the first step and hung up first?!

This is definitely a routine of killing 1,000 enemies and losing 10,000 of himself! He is still too young to understand!

But at this time, something even more incredible happened - the headless Chang Zhaowen "corpse" that had collapsed on the ground suddenly moved, first with a slight twitch of his fingertips, and then his bent legs trembled, rolled over on his side, his chest prostrate on the ground, as if he was exerting force, and then his back actually arched a little bit!

Sora recognized the standard introductory yoga pose, although he had always been negative about the name, so the dog wouldn't do it!

"Corpse...... Is the corpse changed?" Kongkong's face turned pale, and even his voice trembled, and what was even worse was that he actually saw Chang Zhaowen's head that had already rolled away from the corner of his eye, and it was still moving, and he rolled to a wine jar stacked against the wall, knocked open the sealed soil three times and twice, and finally actually "poofed", and the whole head jumped in, is this to make a human head wine?

"No, not dead?!" Green Shadow's strange voice also sounded, he didn't even have time to think, he directly rushed to Chang Zhaowen's corpse on the ground, Chang Zhaowu's body was also destroyed, he had no way out, no matter how strange it was, he had to give it a try.

The green shadow didn't hesitate for a moment, and turned into an arrow of light with a "sigh", and disappeared into Chang Zhaowen's stump, no, it should be said exactly, a headless but moving stump.

"Blood Shura, Boss Wen...... He...... Are you okay?" Kongkong looked at the blood Shura beside him a little worriedly, and he didn't know why, although the scene in front of him was tragic, he still preferred that Boss Wen could get out of the way.

Before Blood Shura could reply, a heart-rending scream made the empty scalp tingle again, it was none other than the roar of the old man: "Why you? Let me out, let go, ahh......h

The screams suddenly stopped, leaving only a whimpering sound like a struggle, as if some extraordinary force was covering the other's mouth and nose.

Chang Zhaowen's headless body suddenly stood up!