Hua Yingjun stood beside the corpse king resignedly, feeling the chilling corpse qi coming from his face, his back was cold, and he couldn't even speak a little neatly.

No one standing in front of the eight-hundred-year-old corpse king will calm down.

What's more, Hua Yingjun is a non-combat person, he is just a half-hung feng shui master who knows the secret art of feng shui.

Where can it withstand such a posture.

"This... Mobile phone, it's very easy to use, first of all, yours has to be turned on..."

"Open chicken?!" The corpse king was very surprised, could it be that he used this magic weapon and used live chickens to sacrifice, "This king has not seen a living thing in this tomb for eight hundred years, where did the live chicken come from." ”

Hua Yingjun was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly explained, "Turning on the phone means turning on the phone, not the chicken you think." ”

"Roar?! Turn on your phone? As he spoke, the Corpse King Tatar tried to poke open the screen of his phone with his sharp nails.

was hurriedly stopped by Hua Yingjun.

If the mobile phone is damaged, he is afraid that he will also sing along with the cool and cool, and he must not let the mobile phone fail.

"Corpse King, that's not how it works, I'll show you it."

Hua Yingjun said, unlocked the phone neatly, and then swiped his finger around the interface, and the operation was smooth and smooth in one go.

The corpse king on the side widened his eyes, helplessly looked at his ten-centimeter-long nails, and then looked at Hua Yingjun's nail length, and couldn't help but fall into contemplation and embarrassment.

The nails are too long to scratch the phone!

What can I do? Could it be that in order to use this mobile phone magic weapon, the corpse king has to cut off his nails in pain?

A corpse king without nails is still a corpse king.

That's a bit of a big price! (Note: The Tartar Corpse King's nails cannot be retracted freely.) ）

After weighing it for a long time, the corpse king said solemnly to Hua Yingjun, "This mobile phone magic weapon is really unfathomable, this king can't control it for a while, this king said, you use it to show this king." ”

Hua Yingjun nodded, and said again and again that as long as he was still useful, the Corpse King would not kill him, and he still had hope of escaping.

"You first bring out the one you just mentioned for this king." The Corpse King commanded sharply.

"Huh? What the? Hua Yingjun looked confused.

"It is the record of the efficacy of this scarecrow artifact, and this king wants to see what the world will be like in 800 years."

Hua Yingjun was stunned, if he remembered correctly, it should be a fairy book, the protagonist finally became a saint and became an ancestor, the kind that transcends things.

"Corpse King, are you sure you want to see it?!"

"Don't talk nonsense, take the mobile phone magic weapon, and find it for this king." The Corpse King shouted.

Hua Yingjun had a feeling of crying and laughing, the Corpse King actually thought, what kind of operation is he, does he want to find a cultivation method from it, or does he want to rely on discovering the secrets of the current world, thinking about the imaginary illusory world, it is hard to imagine how the Corpse King will react after seeing it.

Maybe he will be frightened by the world to suspect the corpse, and he will close himself in place, and he will never dare to take half a step out of the Yuan Tomb again.

Or be attracted by the gorgeous world in it, and in a fit of rage, lead 3,000 corpse soldiers to sweep the Central Plains.

No matter what happens to the Corpse King after reading it.

Hua Yingjun couldn't refuse the Corpse King's request, so he had to reluctantly click on a certain APP on his mobile phone.

Silently pointed out the classification of Xianxia.

"Corpse King, the information you want is all in it, you take your time."

The corpse king was serious, took the phone with a solemn expression, and clicked on the first Xianxia.

"Huh?! What is this word? The Corpse King was surprised, he didn't know simplified Chinese characters at all.

Hua Yingjun hurriedly explained, "This is simplified Chinese, if you can't read, there is a voice function here, it's really not good, I'll read it to you." ”

Where would the corpse king trust the information that Hua Yingjun read to him, and decisively chose the voice playback function.

Then, the story of Xianxia echoed in the Supreme Hall.

"A vast wasteland, uninhabited."

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Ye Li looked at her father, King Tatar, with empty eyes, and was silent for a long time, silently turning away from the Supreme Palace, her heart had been cold eight hundred years ago.

The corpse king Tatar looked at the departing lost out of the corner of his eye, shook his head helplessly, and then continued to listen to the fairy.

The relationship between father and daughter has opened an invisible barrier.

The most chilling thing in this world is that there is no organization or individual that teaches men how to be good fathers.

Tatar was a good general, but he was definitely not a good father.

……

Poof!

Shen Mo only felt that his body had become light, as if it had turned into air, weightless, and by the time he felt the weight of his body again, he had already left the Supreme Hall and appeared in an unfamiliar environment.

Silently and cautiously observing the surroundings, it was still an extremely dark and damp place, so it seemed that he still did not leave the Yuan Tomb, but was teleported to a relatively safe place by the scarecrow.

That's right, Shen Mo just used the stand-in scarecrow to block the corpse king's fatal blow, and was teleported to An's place by the stand-in scarecrow's ability.

Silence had been planning to escape from Ascension with the power of the scarecrow from the moment he was lost in the leaf.

Although the development of events was different from what he expected, it was fortunate that he was still alive and was not killed by the rampaging corpse king, and Uncle Crappy and they also escaped from the Yuan Tomb.

Now there are only two people left in the entire Yuan Tomb, Shen Mo and Hua Yingjun.

Shen Mo naturally has a plan for the future, he wants to take down the corpse king by himself before the support of the super game arrives.

Because the mission brief is very clearly written, the task reward will be awarded based on the participation of the silence.

If Shen Mo single-handedly eliminated the Corpse King, he would definitely be rewarded with one hundred percent.

Therefore, he has to find a way to continue to show off the corpse king Tatar.

He stood up, looked around, and found himself in a huge school field that was extremely empty.

He subconsciously took a step and stepped on the masonry in front of him, and the next moment, he saw that the masonry began to sink and make a creaking mechanical sound.

Shen Mo was shocked in his heart, and secretly said that he wouldn't be so nod-back, and he would step on the mechanism with one foot, right?

Just as he was cautiously on guard, like a chain reaction, the bricks and stones on the school field fell down one by one, gradually revealing the hole in the sky below the school field.

He stood silently and didn't dare to make a move, and it wasn't until the dust had settled that he could see the changes in front of him.

The school ground, which was originally unobstructed, was now standing neatly with a corpse soldier in armor.

These corpse soldiers are all in the prime of life, each of them is strong, tiger-backed, and brave, even if they turn into corpse soldiers, they are several times stronger than ordinary zombies.

In his heart, he suddenly realized that they were the three thousand corpse soldiers under the Corpse King Tatar, and the Corpse King Tatar wanted to rely on these three thousand corpse soldiers to revive the Great Yuan in his mouth.

Hey!

Shen Mo looked at the three thousand corpse soldiers, and the smile on his face gradually became crazy.

He suddenly thought of a very good way, which would definitely teach the corpse king Tatar a good lesson.

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