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For a moment, there were only two people in the patio.

Sikong Pi looked at Jian Zhaoshuang for a long time without smiling, and saw Jian Zhaoshuang in cold sweat.

Jian Zhaoshuang is arrogant but not stupid, this Sikong seems to be low-level, and he can't even compare with himself, but there are traces of anti-killing grimaces in the front and back, and there are traces of uprooting the remnants of grimaces, and it is only a matter of kung fu to kill himself.

Sikong was in Jian Zhaoshuang's heart, and he had long been labeled as a smiling tiger.

In the end, Jian Zhaoshuang's neck stiffened, and he said in a sullen voice: "I don't know what's the matter with you, boss?" I'll leave first......

"Heh......"

Sikong got up slowly, but saw the two coarse linen clothes, the old mother with a frosty face holding a basket in her hand and entering the patio.

"Your Excellency."

"Your Excellency."

Sikong nodded, answered, and then pointed to the sword Zhaoshuang in the patio and said, "In the future, I will add another one to him." Well, you won't be allowed to go up to the second floor without my permission. ”

"Yes, sir."

How dare the two old mothers disobey, they quietly glanced at their faces were very complicated, and they were so red that they were so red that they walked to the back kitchen with their heads down.

"Come with me......"

Sikong didn't look at Jian Zhaoshuang, turned around and strode into the room.

Jian Zhaoshuang stood in the patio, her face was wonderful, as if she had opened a color workshop, and her brows were browning in hundreds of colors.

In the end, Jian Zhaoshuang gritted his teeth, and there was quite a bit of wind and sorrow, and he strode up the stairs.

Entering the first floor, Sikong is in front, and Jian Zhaoshuang is behind.

Jian Zhaoshuang's eyes rolled and he surveyed the room.

On the left, there is a head-mounted second world access device, which looks like a model from three hundred years ago, and the synchronization delay time between the second world and reality is as high as ten seconds.

'Poor ghost, not worth as much as me......

Jian Zhaoshuang muttered in her heart, but saw a square table on the right side, with a stack of papers stacked on top of it, and a few thread-bound books.

But looking at the way it is placed, there is a small amount of dust between the paper seams, and I am afraid that I haven't read it for a few days.

'Pretending, most of them are dirt buns, and they are forced to be vassal, phew! ’

Jian Zhaoshuang's eyes turned, and suddenly he saw the landing platform in the depths of the room, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his face was a little more curious.

"Chiba rosewood? Tsk, big spending! This inscription is full of immortality, let me see, hey, this is a detainted immortal text? But I don't remember any immortal cultivation civilization that uses this kind of restraint immortal script, isn't it? ’

Jian Zhaoshuang is worthy of being a top student who has studied in college, far from being comparable to Sikong, an 'illiterate', at this moment, he actually analyzes the objects in this room with confidence, and knows everything about it, I am afraid that even Sikong, the master, cannot compare.

"Have you seen enough?"

Suddenly, a calm word sounded, Jian Zhaoshuang shuddered, quickly looked at the tip of his nose, and whispered: "Enough is enough, oh, no, no, no......"

Sikong smiled coldly, walked up the vertical teleportation ladder, and the sword was witnessed by frost, and walked up one after another.

'Whew! ’

After an extremely brief change, and there were even remnants of Jian Zhaoshuang's vision, the two appeared in a dimly lit bedroom.

"Boss Sikong, I don't know if you are...... Yes!! ”

Jian Zhaoshuang's eyes subconsciously glanced towards the bedroom, and suddenly screamed in horror, the cold sweat of the bean slid across his cheeks, his face was as pale as paper, his steps were soft, and he leaned against the wall and gasped.

Suddenly, he noticed that his back was cold, like a piece of solid ice, and his right hand subconsciously touched back, as if inserted into some gap.

Jian Zhaoshuang subconsciously turned around, and saw a withered yellow skeleton with a dark black neck stretched, with a distorted face, leaving only a thin skin, staring at him.

The sword shone on the frost's eyes, even close to the skull's faint eye hole.

And his hand was inserted in the chest of this dried corpse, and there was a condensed touch on his fingertips, which was...... Visceral tissue after coagulation!

"Ahh

Jian Zhaoshuang retreated in fear, fell to the ground with a thud, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that under the bed, a dried corpse that maintained the appearance of frantically struggling before his life was leaning out a hand, as if to grab him!

Finally, Jian Zhaoshuang's eyes rolled, the whites of his eyes gradually expanded, and he was about to pass out.

Sikong kicked at Jian Zhaoshuang and scolded, "Aren't they just a few corpses? I haven't seen it, look at your turtle grandson! ”

Jian Zhaoshuang woke up from the severe pain, and when he heard the words at this moment, he wanted to cry without tears.

He's seen a lot of corpses, but how can you leave corpses at home, morning and twilight, you're raising corpses?!

Raise the corpse!

Jian Zhaoshuang's pupils dilated, and he was so frightened that he bit his tongue out, and fell to the ground one after another, begging for mercy loudly.

"Sikong Boss, you let me go! I have 80 mothers, 300 million children and grandchildren, and a daughter-in-law who doesn't know her name! My small body, even if it is used to refine corpses, it is just a showcase, and even an ordinary person can't beat it! ”

Hearing this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face suddenly became very calm: "If you don't want to die, just shut up." ”

Suddenly, Jian Zhaoshuang covered his mouth with both hands, looked at Sikong in horror, and begged for mercy.

Seeing this, Sikong had a headache.

He originally saw that this Jian Zhaoshuang had specialized in chemical engineering and had studied in college for a few years, which might have helped his plan, but he didn't expect this person to be so unreliable......

Suddenly, Sikong's heart moved.

He slowly squatted down, smiling coldly, not full of viciousness and horror, Sikong fingers lightly swept over Jian Zhaoshuang's chest, as if admiring some kind of art of interest.

In the end, Sikong's fingers stayed on Jian Zhaoshuang's chest and said lightly: "Do you think that I let you know about this matter, will I let you go?" ”

Kill somebody to do away with a witness?!

Jian Zhaoshuang covered her mouth and buzzed, her legs twitched, like the mournful wail of an old sow.

"Shut up!"

Sikong suddenly became a little more angry, and Jian Zhaoshuang immediately quieted down, looking at Sikong with a blank eye, and he was dripping, as if Xizi was holding his heart and suffered a great grievance.

"Do something for me, and I'll let you go. Don't worry, if I wanted to use you to refine the corpse, I wouldn't have bothered so much. ”

Jian Zhaoshuang is not a stupid person, he thought about it at the moment, it seemed to be the truth, so he carefully let go of his hand and asked tentatively: "What, what's the matter?" ”

'Click! ’

Sikong casually reached under the bed and broke one of the hands of the dried corpse by the roots, as if breaking off a rotten log.

"Do you see the evil nature in this hand? Recently, my alchemy has fallen into a bottleneck, and I want to get rid of this evil nature and go another way, you can think of it......"

Jian Zhaoshuang looked at Sikong in horror with a relaxed and freehand look, as if he was holding a stump in his hand, but some kind of tool.

The temperament is even more paranoid...... Neuropathy!

"Evil, evil nature According to the words of my imperial civilization, it is nothing more than the traction of 36,000 negative ions and mutated spirit bodies, different negative ions, different spirit bodies, and different traction forces, the evil nature formed is very different, if you want to get rid of ......!"

"Stop, stop!"

Sikong's bare brain is big, and if it is a mechanical thing, he is still interested in exploring it carefully.

And what kind of ion traction, what kind of chemical industry, he has no leisure.

"Just ask, okay?!"

"Okay!"

Jian Zhaoshuang swept over the three dried corpses in the room, where did he dare to hesitate, and replied loudly.

Sikong looked at Jian Zhaoshuang deeply, and saw that Jian Zhaoshuang's scalp was numb.

"Okay, go to the first floor and tinker, you are a smart person, you know what to say and what not to say."

Jian Zhaoshuang carefully twisted the stump, and when he heard the words at this moment, he was like a chicken pecking rice, and nodded one after another: "I understand, I don't know anything, I don't know anything......"

'Whew! ’

Jian Zhaoshuang quickly disappeared into the bedroom, Sikong touched his forehead, and he didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse to find this person.

But luckily......