The corpse looked at Wu Feng pitifully, the tears in the corners of his eyes slipped down on its hideous face, and Wu Feng's heart trembled, Wu Feng understood in his heart that the reason why it looked at himself like this was to let him save his life, anyway, it also helped Wu Feng once, which made it look like this.

The flesh corpse should not have human feelings, but this corpse is different, it doesn't know how many years it has been banned in this mass grave, and it is an excellent place to raise corpses, this corpse can be regarded as some practice, more or less ignorant feelings, when Wu Feng summoned it with the Maoshan Emperor Bell, it decided that Wu Feng was its master.

Now that the masked old man is going to take the life of this corpse, how can Wu Feng not save him when he dies?

A big foot stepped on the fat head of the fleshy corpse, which seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and the burly body of the fleshy corpse trembled like chaff, and it couldn't move.

The person who stepped on the head of the fleshy corpse was naturally the masked old man, but seeing that he was not in a hurry, he shook out a few talismans from his sleeves, and was about to stick them on the head of the corpse, at this time, Wu Feng just arrived and said hurriedly: "Senior, and move slowly, the junior has something to say......

The masked old man slowly raised his head, looked at Wu Feng, without a trace of expression in his eyes, and said lightly: "Boy, just say whatever you want, Poor Dao doesn't have time to spend here with you, and when he finishes dealing with this corpse, there are still many things to do." ”

Wu Feng took a deep breath and hesitated for a while before he said: "This senior, the junior has followed the ** Qingfeng Dao Changmen since he was a child, and he knows a little about the corpse transformation, this corpse is not a big evil thing, it is better to reseal it underground, after all, it also saved the life of the junior, and seeing it disappear like this, the juniors really don't want to ......."

"Are you done?"

The masked old man didn't wait for Wu Feng to finish speaking, he asked coldly, his eyes looking a little gloomy.

"Senior...... The younger generation knew that he should not have made such an rude request, but this corpse really saved my life, if it weren't for it, I would have been killed by the demon of Siam, can the seniors give the younger generations a few thin noodles, let it go this time, the younger generations will remember the great grace and never forget! ”

Wu Feng really didn't know what to say, so he bowed his hand and knelt on one knee, already begging for the masked old man.

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist snorted coldly, and said angrily: "Boy, don't be too aggressive, this flesh corpse has been sealed here by the poor road for decades, and I am confident that no one can lift the seal on this coffin, but it was broken by your kid by chance, this account has not been calculated with you, it is already very polite to you, if it is not for the fact that you are a cultivator with the poor road, you will be the same as this corpse at this moment - the soul is scattered!" ”

The masked old man's eyes showed a fierce light, and he stared at Wu Feng for a moment, "Soul Scattered" that word popped out one by one.

Things have reached such a point, it has become a stalemate, Wu Feng wanted to say something, at this time, Lao Liu Tou didn't know when he walked behind Wu Feng, grabbed Wu Feng's shoulder, and said: "Wu Feng, don't compete with this Dao Master, this flesh corpse is not a good thing, no one can say what will happen in the future, it is better to let this Dao Master refine......