"You're hurt?" Jun Qianxi glanced at him suspiciously, the skeleton was intact, every bone was there, he ate well and slept well and could chatter non-stop, where did it look like it was injured?

The skeleton creep stretched out his finger and aimed it at the hole in its eye: "The wound is here!" ”

Jun Qianxi took off its head and put it in his hand to look at it, but after half a sound, there was still no trace of its injury.

The skeleton creep spoke out with disdain: "Anyway, you haven't found out that my soul fire is weak after being with me for so long?" ”

"Is it weak?" Jun Qianxi subconsciously asked rhetorically, if such a burning soul fire is weak, then how can it be considered strong?

"Originally, the fire of my soul was like the sun, but now it is only like a fire stick!"

Like the sun, what a powerful soul fire is that?

"Little soldier, when you weren't injured, how was your strength?"

"The first person on the Island of the Dead!"

The skeleton creep replied with a stiff answer, spinning her palm a few times.

Jun Qianxi replied with great disdain: "The first person on the Island of the Dead was actually injured to the first order, and he didn't ......"

"You know what?"

The skeleton creep rolled in a circle in the palm of her hand and landed on the ground.

Well, she doesn't understand.

But she finally knew why a high-level undead appeared in the low-level realm, it turned out to be to avoid being pursued.

However, she found another suspicious point, and she said suspiciously: "Little soldier, you seem to have devoured a lot of soul fire along the way?" Why hasn't the realm improved at all? ”

The skeleton soldier sorted out its skeleton and said, "A strong life doesn't need to be explained!" ”

Jun Qianxi has a few black lines on his forehead, this is a strong life?

"Long-winded young lady, do you want to go to the ninth district?"

Jun Qianxi stretched out his hand to remove one of its bones and knocked it on the head: "It's still so spirited!" ”

The skeleton soldier smashed his mouth, and his white teeth kept colliding: "Didn't I call you just for your good?" ”

The flames in the holes in its eyes jumped, and it was clear that it had something else in mind.

Jun Qianxi didn't break it, she inexplicably believed that the skeleton soldiers would not harm her.

The sky gradually darkened, but I didn't expect that the island of the dead was like an independent space, with day and night.

The night on the Isle of the Dead is the most cruel, bloody, and terrifying, and the undead who like the darkness will come out of the swamp for a moment.

In this moment, it is the best time for the powerful undead to advance.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Somewhere in the seventh area, the sound of a hole was heard.

"Little soldier, do you want me to go into this hole?"

Jun Qianxi looked at the little skeleton in front of him, it was constantly waving its two ribs, struggling to make holes!

"Do you need an explanation?"

The skeleton creeps finally dug a hole, which was rectangular.

It had already found a similar plank and threw dirt on it.

When they lay inside, the wooden planks were covered with a lid on their heads, and a natural coffin appeared.

The corners of Jun Qianxi's mouth twitched, it really deserved to be a cave dug by the undead.

It didn't take long for the night to fall completely, and there were countless clicks around them.

It looks like they're all gathering this way.

"Lovely young lady, lie down in the cute hut that the cute soldiers have built for you!"

Countless black lines fell on Jun Qianxi's head, but in front of the seventh-order undead, she couldn't think of any other way to haode except to hide.