He Cheng scratched his head, there really is this person, his identity when he was alive in the flesh was empty, and even his parents were fake.

The characters in the air have become the permanent characters of absurd movies and TV series, and he always feels that there is something wrong.

"Lord, shouldn't we welcome Lafayette?"

As soon as the zombie general finished speaking, the eunuch's shrill voice had already come from the back room.

"Galeries Lafayette arrives"

"Welcome to Galeries Lafayette"

The zombies knelt three times and knocked nine times, only He Cheng stood in place and looked at the ghost queen mother, without the intention of kneeling.

looks like he is thirty or forty years old, and the eunuch next to him should be Li Lianying, who is also young.

"Who is the one below, who didn't kneel down when he saw Lafayette?"

As soon as the eunuch shook his hand, he was about to drag He Cheng down and behead him.

Zombie eunuchs also have the appearance of eunuchs.

"Slow" The Ghost Queen Mother took two steps forward and looked at He Cheng carefully, "You are loaded"

The zombie general who was kneeling just now raised his head and said, "He is the prince of the prince, Pu Qi, the little prince, Lafayette."

"It's grown so big"

The kind grandmother on the face of the ghost queen mother looked at her grandson, which made He Cheng's scalp numb and his eggs hurt for a while.

He walked forward, skipped the ghost queen mother, and sat on the dragon chair amid the eunuch's screaming and scolding.

Lifting one foot on the chair, holding his knees with his hand, the tiger squatted on the dragon chair, "You have mistaken the zombies, I came to wake you up today, I came to ask something." ”

"The Bold Dragon Chair is the one you can sit on"

The eunuch screamed, and the ghost queen mother next to her had a bad face.

"Hey, hey"

He Cheng slapped his knee and opened his mouth to swallow violently.

"Ugh"

boom

The eunuch exploded, and a cloud of pitch-black corpse gas was swallowed by He Cheng in his mouth, he leaned back with satisfaction, put his hands behind his head and pillowed, "Now I can have a good chat"

Zombies are silent.

"You are not my imperial grandson" The ghost queen mother had a gloomy face, and the lower half of her eyelids were dead green.

"Don't mess with your relatives," he bent forward, grinning, "I just want to know how you became zombies, who made the hands to refine the corpses, and if there is a way to survive." ”

"This method of alchemy of corpses"

The Ghost Queen Mother slowly raised her hand, holding a kerosene lamp in her hand.

As the lamp flickered, a wisp of white smoke drifted out.

A white-robed scholar in the Qing Dynasty, flicking a folding fan in his hand, floated beside the ghost queen mother with a graceful demeanor.

"Lamp God, kill him"

The lamp god nodded elegantly, "It's just a trivial matter that can be caught by hand." ”

He rushed forward, his body was like a ghost, and he had already killed in front of He Cheng in an instant, and the folding fan in his hand gathered and pinched in the palm of his hand, and stabbed He Cheng in the throat.

The sword confided.

"Ding"

He Cheng raised his fingers, gently clamped the folding fan in the hand of the god of lights, shook his wrist, raised his hand and grabbed it forward, and his palm hit the chest of the god of lights like a soldering iron, leaving a wound with hot steam.

"Good Wicked"

The god of lights Tengteng took four or five steps back before stopping, and shouted, "It's a pity, this seat is a god of lights, immortal and unextinguishable, even if you can break mountains and open rocks with one arm, you can't kill me."

"Lafayette, the god of lights" The zombie general looked at the god of lights worriedly, and the master made a move, and he could see the winner or loser with one move.

"The mana of the god of lights is monstrous, killing a thief is not a problem, you go and help the god of lights kill the thief as soon as possible" The ghost queen mother's corpse teeth spat out, and her face was indigo green.

"Chirp"

Sixty-four zombies jumped up and attacked together.

"I thought we were all the same kind and could speak simply and clearly"

He Cheng stood up, shook off a move with his left hand "Dapeng spreads his wings", stretched his five fingers, his roots were like halberds, and he shook the chest of the zombie jumping on the left side, with a string of "click" bones breaking, and there was a big hole in the zombie's chest, which had rolled into the distance and remained motionless.

There are two more zombies just head to kill, He Cheng did not look back, his right hand pushed forward, the palm did not touch the zombie, but the palm wind had the power of Mount Tai to smash, the two zombies shook violently, the corpse blood was agitated, the mouth spurted black blood and flew out, and the seven or eight chasing zombies behind him smashed the bones and tendons

The god of lights took advantage of the moment when his arms were spread out and the empty door in front of his chest was wide open, and the god of lights jumped up, and with a move of "phoenix spreading its wings", the folding fan in his hand changed the long sword and hit He Cheng's face from top to bottom.

As a result, with a "dang" sound, He Cheng turned his head and forcibly connected the folding fan, his face was like an iron shield, but the shocked lamp god retreated.

He Cheng grabbed the necks of the two zombies with both hands, pressed them to the ground and upside down, kicked out his legs, and the "Iron Dragon Out to Sea" faced more than 20 zombies in front of him.

"Bang" more than 20 zombies fell like cutting wheat.

When He Cheng landed firmly on the ground, there were only about two dozen zombies in front of him, blocking in front of him.

"Protect Lafayette" The zombie general's face changed greatly, how could he have thought that the man in front of him was so terrifying, each arm of this group of zombies had the strength of a thousand catties, and the body was harder than an iron bucket filled with copper juice, but it was as vulnerable as a straw in the opponent's hands.

He Cheng was not in a hurry to make a move, "Queen Mother, can you talk about it?"

He didn't come to subdue demons and eliminate demons, every zombie here is useful, he can hurt but not kill, just to study and research, zombies have a smart method.

Because he suspects that he is also this type of zombie.

The "God of Lights" Ghost Queen Mother was still worried that the God of Lights could save herself, but the God of Lights said frankly, "The gap between me and him is too big." ”

"Aren't you a god" The ghost queen mother seemed to have never seen a lamp god like this, and she was actually timid.

"I am God, but He is beyond God."

The lamp god is also a ghost immortal cultivator, similar to the land god, and he is a big man in this era, and he is a deflated person with two or three fists in front of He Cheng.

He Cheng grinned and didn't explain, although he was not a god, he was the Supreme of the Three Realms.

The Ghost Queen Mother's momentum gradually fell, and she nodded weakly and said, "Okay, what do you want to know, the mourning family guarantees to know everything, and everything is said."

Under the leadership of police captain Song Zilong, the group passed through the sea of soldiers safely and soundly, and reached a remote and uninhabited corner, Song Zilong stopped, lowered his voice, and whispered, "Master Mao, the entrance to the tomb is in front, if you want to go in and have a look, as soon as possible, I can only send you here." ”

"Captain Song" Mao Xiaofang was greatly moved, it turned out that Song Zilong had already seen through his thoughts and deliberately sent him in.

"The tomb fought by the two armies cannot be simple, Master Mao, you have been protecting Gantian Town, and it is best for you to take care of the situation."

"Captain Song, you also have to be careful, if you let them know that you help me"

Letting people into the forbidden land without permission, Song Zilong's head was not protected.

"Don't worry, I'll go and hold them down, and then Master Mao, you will rush in when you see the right time."

"Be careful," Mao Xiaofang nodded.

Soon, Song Zilong had already chatted with several soldiers with the convenience of his identity, and blocked the soldiers' sight under the pretext of having something to talk about.

Mao Xiaofang's master and apprentice immediately flew into the tomb.