A solemn and sacred dragon roar came from the sky, and for a while, the wind and clouds surged, and the mountains and rivers changed color!

The Corpse King stopped his offensive and looked at the sky, his expression suddenly becoming extremely complicated, as if he was looking forward to it with infinite anticipation, but he couldn't believe it. 『』

Su Musha also stopped, because he heard the gluttony in the spiritual consciousness and said to him, "Stop, I know who it is." ”

Then, a powerful aura erupted from Su Musha's body in an instant. The Corpse King was startled, and then looked at Su Musha, and the eternal memory engraved in his blood was awakened again.

In Su Musha's surprised gaze, the Corpse King suddenly knelt in front of him, and then put his head on the ground, surrendering and worshiping in an absolutely pious posture, and the group of zombies behind him also knelt down in the same posture, and the posture was even more respectful than when the Corpse King appeared before.

Then, the gluttony flew out of Su Musha's spiritual sense, and at this time it had turned into a complete beast form—a sheep's body, a human head, black scale armor all over his entire body, and a dark red light in his bronze bell-like eyes, which looked mighty and domineering.

Su Musha looked at this beast as big as a small mountain, and sighed secretly in his heart, he missed the petite and delicate, pink little lamb cub a little, at that time, because of the mischief of the Xi beast, he had not been able to touch it himself, and now it is a pity to think about it! (bgo~ The crazy gene for the fluffy cute thing hidden in Su Musha's body has been successfully awakened.) ）

Gluttony stepped in front of the corpse king with a stern expression, staring at the jade-white dagger in his hand for a long time before he spoke: "This is my fang?" ”

The Corpse King nodded, picked up the dagger with both hands, and respectfully presented it to the glutton.

Gluttony lowered his head and carefully examined the appearance of the corpse king, and then hesitated: "You are ............"

Before it could finish speaking, the Corpse King had already spoken: "Divine Messenger, it's me, it's me!" I am a descendant of the Shentu clan......" It raised its head with an eager expression, lest the gluttony fail to recognize it.

This is the first time Su Musha has heard the voice of the corpse king, maybe he hasn't spoken for many years, it seems that he has long forgotten how to organize the language, and his voice is also dry and harsh, and it took him half a day to finish a sentence, and he felt like he was crying blood in his ears.

"I once gave one of the fangs I lost to Shen Turong, the patriarch of the Shentu clan. Who is he? Gluttony asked, remembering thousands of years ago.

The corpse king put his head close to the ground again and saluted the glutton: "He is our ancestor, the founder of our Shentu clan, and that dagger is the treasure that has been passed down from generation to generation in our clan. Every generation of our clan will remember that you are our oracle, and you will always protect our Shentu clan, but, but, but, ............" At this point, his voice suddenly stopped, and then covered his face, as if he could not say any more.

Gluttony looked at it and said, "But what's the matter?" Why did you all turn into zombies?! ”

The Corpse King remembered the bloody past that could never be forgotten, and slowly told the events of that time. Su Musha also understood why these zombies were so excited after seeing the gluttony-

Five thousand years ago, it was the era when a human tribe coexisted with alien beasts transformed by various breaths between heaven and earth. Every sane tribe uses a powerful beast as a totem, and smaller tribes either survive on larger tribes or are swallowed up by other tribes in war.

The Beasts will protect the tribe from various disasters and help them survive disasters. The tribes, on the other hand, treat their totemic beasts as gods, and on the day of the sacrifice, they will hold a grand sacrifice ceremony to thank their gods.

The totem of the Shentu clan was the fifth child of the true dragon - gluttony, which was a matter of glory at that time. And Shentu Rong is the original patriarch of the Shentu clan, and it is he who led his tribe and with the help of gluttony, step by step to glory.

Time is gradually passing, and in this way, another two thousand years have passed, and there are fewer and fewer strange beasts in the world, and the tribe has gradually developed into a country. The Shentu clan became the Shentu Kingdom, Shentu Rong had long since passed away, and his descendant Shentu (same as "Hui") became the monarch and lived in the original place with his people.

Perhaps because it has been blessed by powerful gluttony, the weather has always been smooth, and there has never been a natural disaster that was too harsh, nor has it been affected by war. All the people lived a peaceful and happy life.

However, unbeknownst to the Shentu clan, a group of people began to eyeing their place. Those people live in the harsh environment of the Gobi, and they covet this country separated by only one river, but the natural conditions are countless times better than their own.

In the dark of night, they united to extend a poisonous hand against Shen Tuguo. They sent people to sneak into the Shentu country and sent people to poison various wells.

So, a few days later, the nightmare began, and the people of Shentu suddenly began to launch a plague, first fever, high fever, then vomiting, fainting, and then, those who were sick were harvested by death one by one. Ninety percent of adults died, and ninety percent of children died, and the witch doctor tried all kinds of methods, but he had no power to return to heaven.

Fear and sorrow enveloped the whole country, and Shen Tu was so busy that before he could make a move, the war began.

The king of the neighboring country led a large army into the kingdom of Shentu, and Shentu led the living people to reluctantly form a team and resist vigorously, but the situation was settled. The war lasted only two days and one night, Shentu was slaughtered, no one survived, and the king of Shentu was stabbed dozens of times and died heroically when he struggled to resist the enemy army.

Blood stained the whole earth, and even the sunset on the horizon took on the color of blood.

This group of evil slaughterers shamelessly brought the people of their own country to this treasure land, thinking that they would be able to live a happy life from now on.

But no matter how good the treasure land of feng shui is, after being soaked in blood and stained with resentment, it will also become a terrible and fierce land.

The new ruler found that every night there would be mutilated monsters that would take the living creatures they came across and drain their blood, whether pigs, cows, sheep, or people.

So, this time it was their turn to panic. Because it was found that unless their heads were cut off, or their hearts were pierced, these monsters were like undead creatures with endless strength.

This question made the ruler anxious, until one day, a wizard from outside the heavens told the ruler that he could destroy these monsters. He carved countless pieces of wood with strange runes, and then had the soldiers stick them to the foreheads of the monsters they encountered.

This method was fruitful, and the monsters became fewer and fewer, and finally one day, all the monsters were labeled with this mysterious piece of wood. The wizard sent people to make countless sarcophagi, sealed all the monsters in the sarcophagus, and then buried them deep underground.

Finally, the sorcerer told the ruler that he needed to find the body of the king of Shentu, bury his bones on the most dangerous mountain, and leave a separate space in front of the sarcophagus underground. Otherwise, even if this group of monsters is sealed, it won't be long before they break through the ground again and come back to harm people.

The ruler hurriedly dug up the body of the king of Shentu Kingdom according to the wizard's instructions, but he was immediately frightened into a cold sweat, for no other reason, just because he saw that the corpse that was originally tattered and should have turned into white bones had completely recovered, except that there was no heartbeat and breathing, the king of Shentu Kingdom looked no different from a living person.

The rulers sent his body day and night to the farthest mountain they could reach, burying it deep underground.

So, the monster sucking blood finally didn't happen again.

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