When Fang Xiang was pondering what a poet was, the corpse man over there suddenly raised his head, turned to look at the old man, and showed a strange smile.

"Grandpa, what is a corpse?"

Zhang Ya looked at the old man curiously.

"Corpse Man!"

Hearing the old man's voice, Zhang Hua and Buddha Yuan, including many people who knew the inside story, let out an exclamation.

"It's that kind of thing!"

"How can Zhang Jie have a corpse?"

"He actually made the corpse into his own appearance."

The old man calmed himself down first, and then he turned to Zhang Ya and said, "The corpse man is a body that can carry the soul by refining a person using a secret method, and the person used in the refining must be a living person. ”

"Living!" Zhang Ya exclaimed in surprise and covered her mouth.

"Yes, that's also a secret technique that corpse keepers are proficient in."

Hearing the three words of corpse raiser, Fang Xiang thought of Liang Zi and A Ting in his mind.

He frowned, could it be that Zhang Jie still had any connection with them?

"You're really well-informed."

Zhang Jie looked at the old man and showed a light smile.

The old man looked at his elegant appearance, and his expression became more and more gloomy.

"Do you know that refining corpses has long been intolerable by the world! What's more, you forgot your parents! They ......" At this, the old man frowned and did not continue.

Zhang Jie shrugged his shoulders with an indifferent expression.

"You ......"

The old man trembled angrily, held back for a long time, and shouted in a low voice: "Son! ”

Zhang Jie was not as excited as the corpse man had seen them before, he glanced at the old man lightly, and said nothing more.

At this time, the horizon in the distance was faintly white, and looking at the time, it was already more than four o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Jie looked around, with a happy expression on his face: "Very good, everything that should come is here." ”

He didn't say anything more, held the brush, and slowly walked over to Fang Xiang.

Fang Xiang looked at the elegantly dressed man in front of him, and instinctively felt a little resistant, not because of the corpse.

Mainly because he thinks that the other party is pretending to be forced, this kind of coercion in his bones, pretending to be just right, not at all like the previous Zhang Ritian, Zhang Potian, Zhang Tianming's family, pretending to be forced and unable to hold back, and finally pretending to be broken.

"Fang Xiang?" Zhang Jie squinted at him.

"Should I say yes, or should I say no?"

Fang Xiang rolled his eyes, looking like he didn't want to deal with people.

"I'm just making sure, you're not him."

He?

Fang wanted to know who Zhang Jie was talking about, he looked at Zi Mei and Hou Qing, and then shook his head.

"Not really."

It's not him, but he is obviously inextricably linked with that king, such as his own bloodline.

A thought popped up in Fang Xiang's heart, who is he?

He's going to figure it out!

"Yes, you can't be him." Zhang Jie looked at him with a smile: "Hand over the corpse plate and the ghost book of the generals, I can let you go." ”

"Nope."

"No way?"

"The corpse plate of the general is not mine," his gaze fell on the purple charm over there, "I promised to give it to others." ”

"Then there's nothing to talk about?"

"You weren't going to talk about it." Fang Xiang looked at him speechlessly.

Zhang Jie looked at him lightly: "Didn't I talk to you?" ”

"Heh," Fang Xiang said with an expression of "you think I'm stupid": "The premise of the negotiation is that the two sides have equal bargaining chips, and it is obvious that we are not equal." ”

Listening to his words, the corners of Zhang Jie's mouth crossed an arc, this kid has some brains, he has a bargaining chip in his hand.

Fang Xiang looked up at the Taishang Refining Ghost Furnace and continued: "Look, I still have your treasure in my hand. ”

A cold wind blew, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

The smile on the corner of Zhang Jie's mouth became stronger: "You are interesting." ”

Fang Xiang waved his hand: "It's okay, so-so." ”

"Poof!"

The fat man laughed, he patted his belly and smiled: "I give full marks to this forced pretend." ”

Fang Xiang turned his head to look at him, stretched out his middle finger and shook it: "Brother, let's give ninety-nine points, give me full marks, I'm afraid that I will be proud." ”

"Poof!" Xu Wantao couldn't hold back her laughter, Xiyu, who was standing beside her, the corners of her mouth trembled, and she forcibly held back her laughter.

"He's really different." Hou Qing looked at Fang Xiang, smiled slightly, and struggled twice, only to find that the black chains on his body were surprisingly tight.

A wry smile appeared on Purple Charm's delicate face: "Could it be that you want to fold here today?" ”

She looked at Niuniu who was pouting, and couldn't help but smile: "What, who upset our little princess?" ”

"People are still so young, and he doesn't pity the jade!" She looked at Zhang Jie over there angrily: "You actually tied me with the chains that bind you rough people!" ”

Niu Niu didn't have any sense of crisis at all.

"Stinky girl, is your ass itchy?" Purple Charm pretended to glare at her viciously.

Niu Niu stuck out her tongue at her: "Hehe, you can't hit me again." ”

Zi Mei rolled her eyes and looked at Fang Xiang over there: he was indeed different from Wang, but after all, he was bleeding the same blood, and I didn't know if he could break the death situation in front of him.

I really didn't expect that she would pin her hopes on the little guy whose strength is only Fei Stiff.

Zi Mei is not worried about herself, she is mainly worried about Niu Niu, Zhang Jie's means after appearing are enough to crush everyone present, and the zombies of those zombie families will not risk rescuing this young master who has just appeared.

What's more, they are also coveting the corpse plate of the generals on Fang Xiang's body.

Fang Xiang looked at Zhang Jie, who had a light expression in front of him, with a grin, and the two of them stayed like this.

No one moved, no one spoke.

"I'm tired," Fang Xiang looked at the other party, and suddenly said, "It's time to go home and sleep." ”

Then he reached out and took down the Taishang Refining Ghost Furnace above, turned around and walked towards the Purple Charm.

He passed by Zhang Jie, and there was no fluctuation on the other party's face, all of which seemed to be expected by him.

But others are different, especially Zhang Hua, he exclaimed: "That's no wonder, I said how can this kid Zhang Jie control the Taishang Refining Ghost Furnace, it turned out to be fake, and the zombie was taken off casually." ”

However, the old man of the Zhang family shook his head and said, "I don't see it, the power released by the Taishang Refining Ghost Furnace just now, I think you must have felt it too." ”

Zhang Hua was stunned for a moment, and then nodded, but his expression was even more exaggerated: "Then, if it is really the Taishang Ghost Refining Furnace, then the zombie is clearly shocked by it, how can he take it off the top of his head with his hands!" ”

"It's not clear." The old man shook his head.

Zhang Ya's gaze fell on the fat man over there.

I saw him give him a thumbs up and walk over with two legs one by one: "Brother, you are this!" ”

Fang Xiang smiled: "Where, where." ”

He had already walked in front of the purple charms at this time, imagining that Zhang Jie would go berserk, and he was ready to deal with it, but nothing happened.

Instead, the fat man came first.

"It's amazing!"

At this time, Zhang Jie turned around: "The reason why you were not shocked by the Taishang Refining Ghost Furnace is entirely because of the power of the Supreme Yang in your body!" ”

He smiled and continued: "If I guessed correctly, just now you obtained thunder and lightning and dragon blood above the Nine Heavens, and used some secret method to integrate them into your body, creating your current strange zombie physique!" ”