Wang Ziyu was quickly attracted by Yechen's movements, and watched Yechen put the black dirt below in his mouth and lick it, and suddenly felt very disgusted.

"Phew!" Yechen spat out the dirt in his mouth, and then said to Wang Ziyu, "This is corpse poison, fortunately you didn't touch it." ”

Wang Ziyu said: "Is there no other way to identify it? Why use your tongue to lick it!"

"Hehe!" Yechen said with a smile, "We people who cultivate the power of death originally dealt with these things, think about it, the power of death we absorbed, the elixir we took, which of them didn't grow from the corpse's body." For those of us who cultivate the power of death, we are used to it, think about it, the 10,000-year-old corpse spring I went to find this time is the spring water accumulated after the corpse has rotted for 10,000 years, how dirty and smelly is it? I can't imagine it, but when the time comes, I still need to take the Yin Spring with other materials, for me, this is a treasure given to me by God. Of course, I have other methods, but trying it with my tongue is the simplest, most convenient, and most accurate way. ”

"Oh!" Wang Ziyu replied with a nod, adding in his heart, no wonder people from other empires don't like to communicate with people from the Death Empire.

Wang Ziyu said: "Did you find anything?"

Yechen nodded: "This corpse poison is very old, maybe it was left by the zombie we were looking for." Hell, is this zombie still running around?"

If it's fixed in one place, it's better, if you run around, you just walked through a place, and after leaving, the zombies come, then you haven't found it after looking for it all over.

Wang Ziyu smiled and comforted: "Be calm, since it is a rare treasure for you, then it is nothing to spend a little time!"

"Hmm!" Yechen said, "But, with the corpse poison left here, I think we have a clue, don't worry, I can find him." ”

As Yechen spoke, he squatted down and dug out all the black scorched earth below with a dagger, then pulled out a palm-sized, green moth from the storage ring, and then held the moth in his hand, releasing the power of death with both hands.

The Dry Corpse Moth slowly flapped its wings and took off after infusing it with the power of Night's death, before landing on the black scorched earth that had just been dug up.

The moth's mouth touched on the scorched earth, then flapped its wings and took off, slowly flying off into the distance.

Yechen looked at the moths flying farther and farther away, and said happily: "I didn't expect that luck was good, this zombie still has some smell!"

Wang Ziyu was surprised: "The taste, you moth is more intelligent than a dog's nose?"

"Hehe, this is a good thing, I bought it from Shanhailou for a million gold. Yechen said with a slight meaning.

"A moth is a million gold?" Wang Ziyu exclaimed.

Yechen said lightly: "Have you ever seen a moth that is as green as jade and has the size of a palm?"

"Not really!" Wang Ziyu said, "This moth is so disgusting." ”

Yechen said: "This is a xenomorph left over from ancient times, when it was alive, it had no ability, but after it died, it had the effect of tracking the corpse, and it was created by nature, which is really amazing." ”

"Let's go, let's follow!" said Yechen.

The speed of the moth is not fast, and the two of them walk slowly, occasionally falling, and they can catch up with them if they fly with a little force.

For a while, walking side by side on the grass seemed very pleasant.

On Wang Ziyu's face, the cold face seemed to slowly melt away with the endless grass, blooming with a beautiful and bright smile.

The breeze floated Wang Ziyu's sea and white clothes, which added a bit of youth and vitality to the already very beautiful face, and made it even more moving.

"Are you happy?" Yechen asked with a smile as if infected by the vitality on Wang Ziyu's body.

"Hmm!" Wang Ziyu nodded, "Since I was a child, I have never walked so leisurely, nor have I ever been so relaxed. Thank you, Yechen. ”

"Aren't you so laid-back?" Yechen was stunned for a moment and blurted out, "Then what are you doing!"

"Cultivation!" Wang Ziyu said, "I can't live up to my master's hopes, and I can't let my parents die blindly, I still want to become stronger as quickly as possible, kill aliens to avenge them, so I've been cultivating." ”

Yechen said loudly: "Come, shout with me, ah!"

Wang Ziyu hesitated a little, and then saw Yechen turn around and give her an encouraging look, Wang Ziyu finally mustered up the courage, closed her eyes, and said loudly: "Ah!"

Yechen said loudly: "It's not loud enough, don't close your eyes, shout with me, ah!"

Wang Ziyu: "Ah!"

Finally, he fully indulged and released all the depression and dullness in his heart, which made Wang Ziyu feel that the whole person had become extraordinarily relaxed.

"Easy?" asked Yechen with a smile.

"Hmm!" It is rare that today's Wang Ziyu does not look like an ice and snow beauty at all, and the smile on her face is like a happy and lively little girl.

In fact, Wang Ziyu's age is not very old, about the same as Yechen, but because of the disaster in her childhood, she is precocious than ordinary people, and because she is not good at words, and many people deliberately approach her, so that she is used to rejecting others with a cold appearance, so she wraps herself up and wraps herself in a small world she has created.

At this moment, Wang Ziyu seemed to be completely released.

"Come, let's run together, don't use your strength!" Yechen laughed, and then said loudly as he ran, "Ah!"

"Ahh

The grass left the footprints of two people in a row.

The green moth was flying silently, flapping its wings mercilessly, strictly carrying out the fate of its master, and did not feel the joy and joy of the two behind it.

In the same way, there is no sense of what is dangerous.

"Help!" a wind blade flew from a distance, and in the blink of an eye, it slashed across the moth's body, and the moth, which had been flapping its wings, was silently cut in half, and then fell to the ground.

"Huh?" The two people running below suddenly stopped moving, and Wang Ziyu, who was originally smiling happily, subconsciously restrained his smile, and the chill on his body rose sharply, and he returned to the appearance of an iceberg beauty.

"Hahaha, you are the one who is touted by the Terrans as a high-ranking Yechen?" Above Yechen's head, more than thirty Eagle Clans stood in the air, slowly flapping their wings, their wings flapping very rhythmically, and the surrounding breeze fluctuated rhythmically with their wings.

The Eagle Clan, the darling of the wind, is one of the five royal families of the alien races on land.

"Is there really someone looking for death to come in?" Yechen said lightly with a calm face.

In half a month, he naturally knew what was happening in the Martial God space, and he also knew that there would be many people who would come to kill him, but unfortunately, Yechen didn't take these people seriously at all.

(End of chapter)