96.The Brothers' War (5)

At this time, Mao Zongxu's face was full of anger when he talked about the past, and his saliva was splashing, and he really didn't know what kind of trauma his weak heart had suffered. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"That was 34 years ago, and your revered father was on a way to chase away a corpse. That night it was raining downpouring, and the river was full of water on the road, and my mother got lost in the night, and happened to run into your father.

Because it was to drive the corpse, his mother was suddenly frightened and fainted, and he carried his mother to the post station, which had been abandoned for a long time, except for two living people who were dead.

Under the light of the flames, he was actually attracted by his mother's appearance, this beast was stunned to do such a thing, and his mother was ruined by him without waking up. He also pretended to be calm, and after dawn, his mother found herself lying with a strange man, and she was immediately frightened.

She was a poor woman, who could not stand the man's full mouth, and soon her mother was fascinated by what he said, as if she had lost her mind, and he left her a bracelet, which is still in her coffin.

He was a corpse chaser, so he couldn't delay the corpse, and said that he would go to fetch her later, and his mother told him where he lived, and who knew that it would be seven years. You know how many people your mother has endured, how can a woman who has children out of wedlock be treated well in the clan.

But she would still believe that the man would come back, and on the day she died, she still smiled and said that he would come back. It wasn't until a year after my mother's death that the man came and found me. The first time I looked at that face, what kind of man actually made my mother still worry when she died. In fact, it's not just a negative person.

He said that he would take me back to Maojiazhuang, I would definitely not agree at first, I hated him, but a poisonous plan was born in my mind, and I wanted to make him worse than dead. It's the same now, even if I don't escape myself, I'll die there one day. You also have to thank me for my original decision, otherwise all of you people in Maojiazhuang will go to see the ancestors of the Mao family, haha. ”

Two tears fell from the corners of Mao Zongxu's eyes, and then they came to naught.

"I think you misunderstood your father, things in those years were not as you think. Actually..."

"I don't want to hear it, anyway, I want all the lives of your Mao family to be better than death, I want you to pay the price, the price!"

"Listen to me, my father is like that..."

"You don't need to explain, it's just your lie, don't worry, I won't kill you, I just break your tendons and make you a waste."

"It seems that I can't go on, in this case, our Mao family is not so easy to mess with, I'll clean up the portal."

"It's always said so righteously, let you see what the real corpse expulsion is!"

The weapon in Mao Zongxu's hand floated up and floated towards the walking corpse, the walking corpse suddenly stood up and floated over, and when it reached the middle, the weapon was actually printed directly into the corpse, and the walking corpse stopped and landed on the ground. The dark blue ghost fire in his eyes was bubbling, suddenly exuberant, revealing to the outside and swaying.

The appearance of the walking corpse changed, the skin became dry and wrinkled, the hair turned from black to white, and many insects fell from the top of their heads, crawled on the ground, and died of convulsions.

A foul smell came to my nose.

"Roar."

The walking corpse roared, and the two zombies' unique teeth were exposed, and the stench came out of their mouths, and the corpse gas was thick.

"You actually refine the stiffness, aren't you afraid of losing your life!"

"I want you to turn into a zombie, I really want to see what you look like after being bitten by him, haha."

"Heaven is intolerable, you are killing yourself."

"Up!"

Mao Zongxu ordered, Xing Stiff showed an extremely hideous expression, looked at Master Mao and the evil eye, licked his lips, and went straight.

After he became a zombie, he was extremely tempted by blood, especially when Mao Zongxu added a few years of his own Yang Shou to them when refining them, the purpose was to make them have the potential of zombies, and when they were useful, they could explode.

This walking zombie can also be called a white-haired zombie, the lowest-level zombie, but it is more than twice as strong as the walking corpse.

Seeing the stiff attack, Master Mao did not flinch, his eyes stared straight at his eldest brother, Mao Zongxu, he believed in his own ability, how could a mere white hairy zombie help him.

Xing Zhuang had already arrived beside him, and Master Mao's eyes didn't blink, but it made the evil eye next to him very anxious, seeing that Master Mao hadn't made a move yet, he was about to rush forward with a peachwood sword in his hand.

Before he stepped forward, he was already dumbfounded, only to see Master Mao's fingers actually pinching Xing Zhuang's neck and lifting it, Xing Jian was like a chicken, how to scratch forward, he couldn't scratch Master Mao's body.

Master Mao still looked at Mao Zongxu, his eyes were full of banter, as if besides, this kind of trick is also called corpse expulsion, and it seems to be so powerful.

Then he looked at the stiffness in his hand, although he had become a stiff, but his nature had not changed, and the ghost fire in his eyes was still burning, still so vigorous.

It is worthy of Master Mao, without saying much, his fingers poked directly into his eyes, and two ghost fires were taken out by him, Xing Zhuang's body collapsed instantly, and was thrown to the ground with a bang, Xing Zhuang's body was soon crawling with insects, and only a white dress remained.

Two ghost fires jumped in his hands, and as soon as Master Mao's eyes were horizontal, the ghost fire immediately quieted down.

"Mao Zongxu, this ghost fire has a deep grudge against you, a poor person was made like this by you, you have indeed lost your humanity."

As he spoke, he took out a yellow talisman and pasted it on top of the ghost fire, and the ghost fire was put into a cloth bag.

"Haha, it's almost time for you to ask God, I remember that the disciples of the Mao family can only invite God once a day at most." Mao Zongxu's smile was treacherous, and Master Mao in his eyes was a little deflated, much more deflated than his previous chest muscles.

"Oh no, I've been tricked!"

Master Mao finally knew his purpose, it turned out that he was delaying time, of course he would not be afraid of Mao Zongxu in this state, but as soon as he was discouraged, all that domineering spirit disappeared, and he would feel exhausted.

He immediately roared, and while his breath was not finished, he crashed straight into Mao Zongxu, Mao Zongxu seemed to have expected it, and pushed the little ghost aside, this is the battle of the two brothers, and no one can interfere.

He inhaled violently, his face became bigger and bigger, and then he swallowed, and kept repeating, he also became a giant with chest muscles, a circle bigger than Master Mao, standing there, looking at Master Mao condescendingly, the upside-down eight-figure eyebrows were stretched out, and the more he looked at it, the more treacherous he became.

Looking at Master Mao, who was about to bump into, he showed a contemptuous smile, his ten fingers were clasped tightly, hugged into a fist, his feet changed, his body shifted a position, he stood sideways, and smiled.

His hands are turning, his body is gaining momentum, his waist is bent back, and he wants to use the strength of his entire waist.

Master Mao is like a rugby striker who is rushing to the peak, he is burly, his muscles are atrophiing, and his shoulders are hitting him.

Mao Zongxu's eyes suddenly opened, his hands accelerated from behind him to the front of him, his waist suddenly straightened, and all the strength of his body was poured into his fists, meeting Master Mao's shoulders.

When two tigers fight, one will be injured. Although the bodies of the two are very different, Master Mao does not necessarily suffer, and Mao Zongxu does not necessarily get any benefits.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the fist and the shoulder collided, and the fluctuations of the collision turned up the dust and sand on the ground, scattering all around, the two were deadlocked, and the waves were centered on the two of them layer by layer, like hitting all around, four eyes facing each other, one alive, one killing.

The evil eye stepped back, stretched out his hand to block the drifting sand, and his heart was filled with turbulent waves, the battle between the two of them was beyond the state of ordinary people.