Red dust dream, gold and silver powder, can't let go, ten years of love, a hundred years of grace, a thousand years of calamity, and eternal fame. Love and hate dilemma, the world is vast, the lamp is exhausted, and the people have not returned. Thinking back then, sending you thousands of miles, tears rippled. The cold wind is howling, the ice and snow are biting, like a knife like a sword, like frost and lightning. Inextricably linked, the love is like a thread.

- "Lin Luoyu Words"

"Uh, uh, uh......"

The huge zombie stretched out its arms and jumped at Solomon, moving like the wind, so fast that you didn't even have time to blink!

If it were someone else, he might have been bitten to death by this zombie a long time ago. But he was facing Solomon, a skeleton that had come out of the tomb of Hades and lived for more than ten billion years!

Solomon's speed, faster than him!

So fast that you don't need to blink at all, and the winner is already revealed.

The zombie froze in the air, as if time and space had completely stood still.

"Uh, uh, uh......"

But the zombie's screams kept coming out of his mouth, and it still sounded terrifying.

"From now on, you are one of my revenant warriors, you have no mind, all you have to do is absolutely obey my orders, absolute obedience."

Solomon walked towards the zombie in one step, two steps, three steps, although he had no expression, but there was a smug laugh between his teeth that only left white bones, and the laughter seemed so strange in the empty cave, as if there was an evil ghost possessing Solomon and turning him into an evil spirit.

"Yes, dear master."

The zombie hanging in the air actually spoke, he slowly fell from the air like a fluttering goose feather, and after landing on the ground, he slowly moved his body, and bowed respectfully in the direction of Zoromon.

"You turned out to be a level 10 zombie king, oh ho ho ho ho, go and destroy all the zombies in this vicinity for me immediately."

Solomon raised the fishbone sword in his hand and gave the order.

"Yes."

The level 10 zombie king flew out of the hole, while Solomon took out the lube from the package, dropped a few drops on his main joints, and began broadcasting gymnastics.

"One-two-three-four, two-two-three-four, three-two-three-four...... Oh ho ho ”

After Solomon turned his waist more than a dozen times clockwise, he turned his head a dozen times clockwise, and then he muttered, "Huh? I seem to be over five hundred years old. ”

And the zombie king who was controlled by Solomon with Netherworld Qi dutifully killed those little zombies for him, and Solomon only had to sit there and wait quietly.

Level 4, Level 5, Level 6......

Solomon's spiritual power level is slowly rising, because the zombie king is dominated by Solomon, so all the levels he gets from destroying zombies are counted on Solomon's head.

And when the zombie king was scarred and only the last trace of blood came back, Solomon took all the equipment he brought, which were all dropped by the zombie king after killing other zombies, including zombie shovels, demon sticks, ghost shields, fairy axes, demon king guns, etc., almost every piece of equipment can be sold for a good price in the market.

"Dear master, what else do you command?" The Zombie King asked dyingly.

"Give me death."

An invisible light came from Solomon's eyes, and he raised the fishbone sword in his hand and stabbed the zombie king in the chest with a sword, killing him.

Level 9!

After killing the Zombie King, Solomon directly upgraded to level 2 in a row, reaching level 9 of the Spirit Warrior!

I also got the equipment dropped by the Zombie King after his death, the Corpse King Bead.

Solomon saw the bead on the ground that shone with a strange green light, and ran over excitedly to pick it up.

"Click-"

Solomon bit the bead with his teeth, and his own teeth were broken.

"Such hard beads, they broke all my teeth." Solomon said dejectedly.

Putting away all his equipment, Solomon happily went to Xin Qiqi to exchange milk for a drink.

A young girl sits by a crystal clear river, bathing her beloved kitten.

"Lingling, I'm so bored now, Brother Lin Luoyu isn't around, I can only play with you." Xin Qiqi said with a smile while carefully combing the fur on Lingling's body with a comb.

"Meow, meow." Lingling seemed to be enjoying her time now, and she closed her eyes and cried out happily.

At this time, several white ghosts with a sharp scythe appeared silently behind Xin Qiqi, and they appeared and disappeared in the air, looking very weird and scary.

"Meow, meow, meow—" At this time, the spirit lying in Xin Qiqi's arms suddenly had an ominous premonition, she opened her eyes suddenly, and just saw the white ghosts that appeared behind Xin Qiqi. Lingling screamed in fright.

Xin Qiqi subconsciously looked back, but saw nothing.

"Lingling, I'm so bored, why don't I tell you a bad joke." Xin Qiqi sat down on a flat stone next to her, and then began to tell Ling Ling a bad joke.

"Once upon a time, there was a lively and cute little kitten. On a thunderous night, the kitten was awakened by the thunder outside, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a white rag doll hanging from the window. Then she screamed in fright, and the hair stood on end, yes, just like you are now, Lingling. Then the rag doll floated in through the window like a ghost, and he floated and fluttered and floated into the room of his master, who was at the moment asleep in her bed, unaware of the danger around her. Xin Qiqi gently stroked Lingling's wet fur, and a sweet smile kept hanging on the corner of her mouth.

"Meow—" Lingling's eyes widened as she saw that the white ghosts had come behind Xin Qiqi.

The kitten screamed in fright, her eyes widened, yes, exactly like Lingling's expression now, and then she jumped into her master's room, and licked her face with her tongue, lick and lick, okay, Lingling, don't lick my face, I'm afraid of itching." Xin Qiqi took away the spirit spirit who kept licking her cheek, and her eyes were curved into a crescent moon with a smile.

At this time, the white ghosts behind Xin Qiqi had already raised the scythe in their hands, and the cold light kept flowing on the surface of the scythe, and the breath of death in the air became more and more intense.

"Just when the white ragdoll stretched out its devilish claws to kill the little master who was sleeping on the bed...... The sun is out, her little master is awake, the white rag doll is gone, the story is over, don't you think it's funny? ”

Xin Qiqi smiled stupidly there like a nervous person, but she didn't notice that the ghosts behind her who were about to kill her At the moment when she raised the scythe, a white light suddenly shot out from Xin Qiqi's back, turning them all into powder, and finally floating between heaven and earth.

After that, Xin Qiqi's spiritual power level suddenly rose by 3 levels, and a piece of valuable equipment fell from the ground.