When the convoy escaped from the cottage, the young man who clashed with Ye Xuan fled in the attack, and he gained freedom and sacrificed his safety as he ran towards freedom. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but when I saw him again, he didn't have a trace of spirit. Black veins took over large swaths of his skin, and his pale pupils revealed his identity as a living dead.

Seeing the living dead to tell the truth, Ye Xuan felt a little kind, and when he came down from the Ghost Crying Ridge, he had been thinking about his important believer, the gluttonous ghost who had not been sealed.

Judging from the appearance, the big ghost was transformed from the living dead, and everything in between, including the process in between, was so curious.

"Ye Nian!" Ye Xuan frowned, Ye Nian was too close.

The nails were bitten in his mouth, and Ye Nian looked at the monster in front of him curiously. The living dead of the necromantic system can see ghosts, but the hatred between the creatures is not too strong, and there is a smell of discomfort on the other party.

The falling ball has been pulled out in his hand, and now it is accurate to say that Ye Xuan is carrying three knives with him, and the soulless butterfly on his left waist is next to the scabbard of the falling ball, and Ye Nian is always nearby. It's a pity that I don't have the expertise of the three-knife stream, and it's good to have a dual-wielding weapon specialty.

The blade waved, and the blood spilled in an arc, giving up the possibility of collecting materials Ye Xuan performed a spirit conjuring on the corpse.

As a currency for transactions with the prefecture.

Ye Xuan's ghost catching skills at this time were still at the stage of ghost seal speed souls, and before finding a better sealing skill, the ghost replaced the ghost seal with the ghost seal to imprison the ghost. This may have been Ye Xuan's experiment, and he didn't expect that the ghost sealing operation would be successful.

There are occasionally some strong guys among the ghosts gathered by the order of the ghost king, and these guys are all locked up, and when the time comes, three cents and two cents can be sold for a price.

The beginning of the rebellion of the undead can also be regarded as the opening of a financial road, Ye Xuan stood outside the small mountain village that was not shown on this map, looking at the black smoke miasma inside.

Hopefully, enough food will be found inside.

The undead attack must have been some time ago, the flames long extinguished, and the charred wreckage lay across the middle of the road. The sunlight shining on the earthen wall, the symbol left by the blood, has lost its former brightness, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will even think that it is a mud spot thrown by a naughty child. There is no dark light effect, and the village still feels ordinary in the midday sun.

Even the corpses on the ground were not too eye-catching.

Death is a common thing.

Ye Xuan had long been accustomed to the sight of the corpse in front of him, and Ye Nian beside him habitually made a cringe-like expression, but his eyes were full of curiosity.

With a wave of his hand, the cats and dogs under his command beat their morale, and Ye Xuan gave an order, "Push flat!" ”

said that it was a flat push, but the real reason was that there were only a few main combat strengths, if it weren't for Ye Xuan staring at them and setting up the formation, the remaining eight slave soldiers would not know how to die.

Who can understand the pain of not having equipment, the setting of the mysterious merchant not selling ordinary goods is also annoying, and at present, all slave soldiers are basic slave soldier professions, because they can only get the first-level wooden stick that Ye Xuan picked out with his expertise.

Unexpectedly, the usefulness of this specialty is quite great, and Ye Xuan even wondered whether to upgrade this skill in a limited way.

You must know that the thin bamboo pole that came down from the ring can use this specialty to draw out a gold-quality dark and thick stout!

The living dead are always malignant creatures, once the corpse poison is stained, even the player needs time to detoxify, Ye Xuan, who is the specialty of the two kings, still has a little resistance, and the living dead area is different from simple ghosts, and it will not be contaminated with divine harm when encountered.

The pace of progress was slow but safe, but even then there were some unpredictable losses.

When a group of people rushed out of the courtyard broke through the defense, the sturdy slave soldier was knocked down. The companions who fled backwards did not have the courage to come to the rescue, and Si Mazi raised the gun in his hand.

In the threat of death, the power that human beings can burst out cannot be measured in numbers, and he managed to hold on for a moment with the wooden stick in his hand.

It's a pity that Ye Xuan's hand is on the handle of the knife, and the knife in his hand is stabbed in the flesh.

Without the master's order, Si Mazi didn't dare to shoot!

There is nothing to be done about the injury, and these low-level NPCs have no concept of resistance in their bodies at all.

Ye Xuan has also seen a lot of fully realistic zombie pieces, so don't have a little sympathy for dealing with this kind of guy. The slaves who could still speak normally were tied up by the five flowers and tied to the wooden stakes where the alarm bell was hung in the village. In the small village, there are only a few households, and the fire for heating is shared, and the firewood next to the fire pit is prepared.

Si Mazi brought a handful of hay, paved the place, and came to a comfortable place, Ge You was paralyzed, complaining that a certain drunkard had drunk all the wine, while watching Lin Hao and the magpie Zhang Luo cook with the rice that was turned out.

I don't know if those bacon are poisonous or not.

Retracting his gaze at the woman, Ye Xuan continued to observe the crying slave soldier while muttering that the rabbit does not eat the grass by the nest.

The mind eye could not see anything but was still fully open, and the spirit of the person tied to the pillar became more and more sluggish, and the toxin spread very quickly. Twitching uneasily, it was the virus that was strengthening his meridians. The flow of blood slowly stagnated, the skin turned an ominous gray, and the eyes were opened again without the slightest feeling of intelligent beings, only cloudiness and instinct.

The blade of the knife blocked its sound, and with a single slash it cut the rope that was already loose in the needle, and the person who was devoured by the virus continued to twist on the ground, and finally lay at the mouth of the well and lost his breath. Ye Xuan put the knife back into the sheath and shook his head, such a change made people feel sad.

Opening the bard's skill list, Ye Xuan began to recall the story he had experienced, the old Taoist of the corpse chaser profession that he met in the hole where the rabbit nested in the ground.

Facing the scene in that memory, Ye Xuan flipped out the rune paper and pen, put the broken runes aside, and the spiritual energy made ink, and he began to copy it seriously by the light of the sky.

After carefully scraping the ground three or four times, he didn't find the expected wine cellar, and Aoba was a little depressed. This meal in the afternoon can be considered a hearty meal, but I don't know whether to define it as lunch or dinner.

Lin Hao's experience has long been her versatile, Little Lemon has a flat chest, but her voice is very good, especially when she sings, the melody seems to be able to penetrate the substance and reach the heart.

For this dance, she also specially changed into a skirt, and when she bought it, Ye Xuan didn't expect this dress to be so suitable for dancing.

Bowing his head to eat, Ye Xuan didn't dare to look at it more, he was afraid that if he looked at it again, it would be as simple as just looking.

Holding the little guitar in his hand, Ye Xuan shouted and stepped on strange dance steps, simply venting his pent-up emotions. I always feel that after entering the game, the control of superfluous desires is getting weaker and weaker. In pursuit of indulgence, it seems that a lot of things are about to get out of hand.

The thirst for killing, the love of destruction, the undeniable love of sex.

The one with strong desire is the same as the king who is high.

Pulling everyone to join the swing, Aoba actually took out a musical instrument, which was actually a saxophone. The mixed music is rough and lacks beauty, but it can still express the heartfelt feelings of the performers at this time. Throwing off the guitar in his hand, Ye Xuan kept spinning around Lin Hao, and finally fell to the grass.

The slight sweating made the dark fragrance of virginity on her body even stronger, and Lin Hao, who was blushing, buried her head in Ye Xuan's chest and didn't know what she was thinking.

Ye Xuan's hand stayed in mid-air for a moment, and finally did not press on the delicate little buttocks.

This is very wrong, Ye Xuan thought before falling asleep. I didn't seem to be so timid at first.

What went wrong?

The code used for hypnosis in the data flood is almost gone, but there are some things that are hard to close once they are opened. (To be continued.) )