Old Xiao stared at the zombie brother and asked, "Could it be that these things are helpful to your corpse qi spiral?" ”。 *With* Dream *Small* Say .lā

On the numb cheeks of the zombie brother, his eyes flashed, and then a thought appeared in Lao Xiao's mind

The spirit of corpse poison.

Absorbing it, it can be worth ten years of zombie cultivation.

Old Xiao Tou immediately stared at the zombie brother in shock, he didn't expect these balls of light to have such a miraculous effect. Before, he didn't know how to improve the zombie brother's corpse qi cultivation. Now these corpse poison essences let Lao Xiao Tou see a shortcut to cultivation.

One is worth ten years of corpse qi, so just now it was three hundred years of corpse qi.

No wonder Lao Xiao felt that the zombie brother seemed to have grown a lot in an instant.

Lao Xiao Tou climbed on the shoulder of the zombie brother, slapped his palms vigorously and said with a smile, "It seems that these red-haired zombies are still great supplements, so let's try our best to clean up these evil things together."

At this time, the zombie brother's face inexplicably showed a hint of redness, which made Lao Xiao Tou feel quite uncomfortable after getting used to seeing his dead face.

With the spread of the red aura, the mysterious corpse qi spiral behind the zombie's neck actually swelled up little by little. From the angle of Old Xiao Tou, you can see a winding spiral of gray gas rushing into the sky.

The zombie's head hung down suddenly, as if the spine was broken, and with the circle of gray gas getting thicker and thicker, Lao Xiaotou was also stirred by this momentum and could no longer stand firmly, so he could only jump off the ground.

At this moment, the zombie's huge body made a clicking sound like a bone shattering. With a loud sound, the huge corpse was shrinking, like a ragdoll that had lost its support, and collapsed with a bang.

Frightened, Old Xiaotou's cheeks suddenly turned white, and he stared at the sticky stuff on the ground with unbelievable eyes, wondering why a good body had become like this.

Just when Old Xiao Tou wanted to get closer to take a closer look, he was forced to take several steps back by a very foul smell.

The sticky stuff beneath his feet seemed to be rotting rapidly, and was even accompanied by a very corrosive liquid spewing out.

At this time, except for the zombie brother's face, the rest of the body turned into a pus-like mass.

Old Xiao Tou couldn't believe what he saw in his eyes, and he didn't know how to help Brother Zombie.

He stared nervously at the zombie brother's head, trying to communicate with him. But no matter how hard he tried, he didn't get any feedback.

The clicking sound was still ringing, and it was still mixed with the sound of bubbles cracking.

Just after Lao Xiaotou tried several times, the huge head also inexplicably swelled, first the surface skin shattered, and then the white bones began to shatter along the angle of the facial features, and the whole head slipped into the pus in just a blink of an eye.

"Brother Zombie" stared at the pungent and fishy thing under his feet, and Lao Xiaotou couldn't suppress the sadness in his heart.

Now Lao Xiaotou stared at the ground for a long time in despair, and finally regained a trace of calm, because it happened too suddenly, he could think freely at this time.

Could it all be because of the bitter fruit of the zombie brother devouring those red-haired zombies? Why? Why? Zombie Brother!

At this time, Lao Xiaotou could no longer restrain his sadness, and hugged his head with both hands sadly, squatting on the muddy ground like a swamp.

The harsh smell kept rushing into Lao Xiaotou's nostrils along the ground, but he didn't seem to be aware of it, and kept staring at the ground and weeping.

Old Xiao Tou is a person who doesn't like to cry, but at this moment, he can't help sobbing and choking.

Tears fell silently on his arms and then down the joints to the ground.

Smack!

Smack!

The sound is very crisp in the silence of time and space.

Until it snapped, it turned into a pop.

For this slight change in sound detail, the old Xiao Tou, who had fallen into extreme grief, could not notice.

He was still reminiscing about being with Brother Zombie for months, and if he hadn't saved himself a few times, I'm afraid he would have become a corpse by now.

Although Brother Zombie is not a real living person, the sincere feelings between him and Lao Xiao Tou are definitely more than any living person.

Sometimes Brother Zombie only needs a look to understand Old Xiaotou's thoughts.

That tacit understanding and induction have long surpassed that of master and servant, and the two of them are more like brothers.

Thinking of this, Lao Xiaotou stood up suddenly, stared at the sky and shouted loudly, "Brother Zombie, I was supposed to have good wine, food, incense, and an altar to see you off, but now the conditions are limited, and the brother can only sing a lyric, the water country has frost at night, the moon is cold, the mountains are blue, who knows that thousands of miles from this night, from the dream is like a long pass."

Old Xiao Tou's sad words began to sing, but he still noticed the ground slowly rising under his feet.

Suddenly!

Old Xiao shook his feet, and his figure was pushed back a few steps by a force. When he bent down, he saw a huge swamp that seemed to be blown up. It swelled so much that it was like it was being blown up by steam.

It didn't take long for the outermost layer of black dirt to burst, revealing a complete human skeleton beneath the mud, only it was still soft, like melted wax, but it was cooling and solidifying at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wait for the skeleton to be fully finalized.

Strands of crimson liquid flowed through the bones, and it felt like vines were wrapping around a large tree. It didn't take long for the entire skeleton to be covered in a myriad of red liquids, and finally some fine hairs began to grow within these liquids, and they were like countless tentacles growing along the bones until the last bone gap was filled. The entire skeleton has completely disappeared. What appeared in front of Lao Xiao Tou was a bloody man who had been thrown away from his flesh and skin.

Soon, the surface of the bloody man began to stutter again, and countless large scars spread all over the body, and finally covered the liquid and tentacles, at this time, the corpse did look a little like a human, but it still couldn't be seen, it was too ugly.

When the last scar was covered, his entire body began to slowly climb up, like a mummy wrapped around a strange shroud. He staggered a few steps, and then immediately there was a series of sneering sounds from his body, which felt like he was tearing something.

At this moment, he raised his arm, grabbed the scar on his face and tore it hard, and then the large scar was pulled off. Since his body was always facing away from Lao Xiao's head, he couldn't see his face clearly. But Lao Xiao Tou guessed that that face must be ugly and couldn't be seen.

The man then continued to tug at the arms and the marks on his body until all the scars were removed. In the end, the skin that emerged had the fairness of a newborn, and the cortex was also very elastic.

Seeing this, Lao Xiao Tou was stunned, he couldn't imagine how a zombie could have such immature skin after coming back from the dead.

However, what surprised Lao Xiaotou even more was that when the zombie turned his face, his lifelike and handsome cheeks really made Lao Xiaotou doubt his eyes.

"You, are you really Brother Zombie?" Old Xiao Tou stared at the handsome man opposite with an almost exaggerated expression and asked.

The man's cold eyes were smooth towards Lao Xiao, and his gaze was still slightly dull. He stared at Lao Xiao for a while, then opened his mouth, babbling for a while, and didn't say a word, and finally he gave up, his body shook, and he made a half-squat posture again, and then he was motionless.

This is the most signature behavior of the zombie brother before, zombie squatting, and now Lao Xiao Tou can be very sure that the middle-aged man on the other side who looks like a living person is the zombie brother.

Old Xiao strode over to Brother Zombie, hugged him hard, grabbed his arm, and then he rolled over, still habitually sitting cross-legged on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "Can I still call you Brother Zombie now?" Maybe I should give you another name."

The zombie slowly turned his head, his huge eyes stared at Lao Xiaotou, and a familiar eye perception appeared in Lao Xiaotou's heart, and he could now conclude that the zombie brother was still the previous zombie brother, and it hadn't changed at all, only his appearance had changed.

Old Xiao Tou understood, stared at Brother Zombie and said, "Okay, I respect you, and I still call you Brother Zombie."

Only then did the zombie brother turn his head, and his cold gaze gradually disappeared, once again turning into a pair of empty and numb dead eyes.

Old Xiao Tou didn't know what happened to Brother Zombie just now, but he knew that this time he came back from the dead and brought a lot of changes to Brother Zombie.

With Old Xiao Tou's Dao Fa perception at this time, he couldn't see through how powerful the Dao Fa momentum was in his body.

He slapped Zombie Brother the neck, pushing the spine bone he had dragged out. At this time, the zombie brother looked like a normal person from any angle outside, but his size was still a little huge, otherwise, he could completely mix into an ordinary human.

Dry three times, Kun six broken;

Shake the bowl, cover the bowl;

Away from the void, the ridge is full;

Replace the upper shortage, Xun lower break.

Dry is the sky, Kun is the earth, the earthquake is the thunder, Xun is the wind, the kan is the water, the Gen is the mountain, the separation is the fire, and the exchange is the ze

Yan San's hands continued to deduce in front of the gossip diagram.

With the gossip tricks he learned from fortune tellers as a child, coupled with his understanding of the quaternial spiral, he gradually began to develop various evolutions.

If the earth is traveled, it will be full in the middle and under the gen.

Yan Sanyan was quick with his eyes, and with a few fingers, the red shadow immediately moved towards that point of light.

This is the position that has been deduced.

In the painting, the beauty begins to run for her life, and a large number of cracks and mud and sand in the ground want to engulf her.

The beauty climbed the tree as fast as she could, and jumped along the tree to the top of an island reef. Only then did he barely escape this pursuit.

Yan San immediately let go of his fingers, it was obvious that this was not a formation position. He'd tried many times before that, but he still couldn't get the right position.

Yan San felt a little sorry for the beauty, but the beauty was not the slightest bit unhappy, on the contrary, her face looked very excited. It's just that her image is no longer a beauty, but an extremely sloppy savage. She had just crossed the jungle a few times, and her clothes had been torn by climbing mountains and wading through water. She picked up some bark and grass blades to cover it, and now her face was covered with scratches and mud, and she was like a living beggar.

Just as Yan San's fingers moved to the next place, a bolt of lightning fell from mid-air, this time the beauty really had nowhere to hide, she was bombarded twice, fortunately, most of the lightning energy was divided by the sharp sea reef, but the beauty's hair was still burned, and it stood upright one by one, as if a steel wool ball was on top of it.

The beauty spat out a puff of smoke, as if she had also been stupefied by the lightning, and it took a long time for her to come to her senses, and immediately pulled out her legs and ran, because the reef behind her was collapsing, and she was about to fall into the sea.

At this time, Yan San could only stretch out his palm, grab a folded leaf and entangle her to take it out of the sea and back to land.

As soon as the beauty climbed onto the beach, she immediately raised her head and smirked at the sky. Looking at the unkempt beauty below, Yan San smiled wryly.

He knew that his worries about the beauty were superfluous, and in her dark eyes, there was no disappointment, but a hysterical excitement.

Seeing the expectant expression on the beauty's face, Yan San secretly complained in her heart, where is she helping herself to try, this is obviously torturing herself.

During this period of time, Yan San tried the gossip position countless times, and naturally every time he witnessed the life and death experienced by the beauty, that experience may only be a stimulating experience for the beauty, but for Yan San, it was painful and tormenting. He was worried about the beauty, pinching a handful of sweat for the beauty, and sometimes, Yan San almost fainted with fright. Every time this experience made Yan San pay unimaginable pain.

Seeing the high-spirited beauty, Yan San was afraid that before she finished the trial, she would be scared to death first.

It's not that the beauty can't bear it now, but Yan San is beginning to retreat, he really doesn't want to suffer that heart-wrenching painful experience again.

The weight of beauty in Yan San's heart is too important for Yan San to lose her at all, she is like Yan San's left and right hands, no matter what, Yan San will not let her be hurt in any way.

The beauty raised her head again at this time, her jet-black eyes blinked, as if asking Yan San why he hadn't tried it yet?

When Yan San saw the beauty's appearance, he couldn't wait to turn his head away immediately. He hesitated for a while, but finally mustered up his courage, stretched out his hand and hit the red shadow, and began to move the red shadow vigorously towards the position with the highest probability. Just as he was about to return to the perspective to perceive the situation, he was sucked out of the perspective of the scroll by a suction force.

Then he was lifted by the grave keeper and thrown to the ground, followed by a series of beatings, until Yan San lay on the ground and breathed more than he took in, he snorted coldly and said, "Stinky boy, this is your lazy punishment, if the kid lets Lao Tzu see you lazy again, the old man will definitely beat you so that you can't even recognize your father and mother."

After saying that, the old man shook his head and left triumphantly.

In the empty world, only Yan San, who was stinging all over, was left, his eyes widened, and anger almost shot out of his pupils. He doesn't care about this bit of flesh and skin, what he cares about is the safety of the beauty, just now it was the most critical juncture for him to test and deduce the Eight Monsters, he must not leave the world of the picture scroll.

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