"Don't move, it's my dog."

The voice was so abrupt;

Wang Hong turned sharply and looked behind him;

There, there was a corpse that had rotted nearly sixty or seventy percent, dragging the scraps of flesh on its body, limping here, the corpse could be seen to be a man, but it was definitely not the young man from two years ago, and the breath on the other party's body was full of filth and filth, it was simply a creature crawling out of the lowest sewers.

Wang Hong's pupils shrank slightly, as a top-notch existence, her insight was inviolable and terrifying, but she couldn't see the origin of this necromantic creature at all.

It seems that he is really a corpse that suddenly has some kind of intelligence here, which can be regarded as a low-level corpse.

The man walked up to the dog, squatted down, and stroked the dog's head with his bare white hand, the bare bones of the dog rubbed against the bones of the human being, making an unusually harsh sound, which was not a human caress for a pet, but more like a perverted dislocation.

It's a disgusting person, it's a disgusting dog.

"Don't pretend to be a ghost!"

Wang Hong asked a question, and then his figure disappeared in place, appearing directly in front of the man, and the invisible power condensed out, directly imprisoning the man to float.

The man's body kept shaking, and the broken flesh on his body kept falling, and the flame of life, which was like a broken candle, kept drifting at this time, and it seemed that it could be annihilated at any time.

He's weak, he's unbearable, he's just a garbage bin next to it, with a rotten smell.

This low-level undead creature is not even qualified to enter hell, as long as the sun shines through, it will instantly turn into green smoke.

"Who the hell are you, are you him or not!"

Wang Hong's voice kept echoing. But the man still didn't speak, and the reason for not speaking seemed to be that he was keeping some secret, but that he didn't know what to say.

The memories of undead creatures are very short, longer than those of fish, but they are also nightmares. The vast majority of undead creatures don't remember what happened to them in life, they are just garbage in the world, curled up in the corner of the wall and exist silently, I don't know when, they will be wiped out, most of them have no meaning of existence, and they seem to exist only because they exist.

Wang Hong's spiritual power pierced into the depths of this undead spirit, but nothing was found. This undead man, whose origin is very clear, is an ordinary one who crawled out of the mountain of corpses.

There is no past life, no present life, no origin, just a casual touch of fate, a corpse with wisdom born in a place full of life.

Also, the crazy man from the night two years ago. It's so proud, so wanton. How could he allow himself to be reduced to what he is now, he probably would rather choose to fall and die completely than choose to become like this to survive and steal his life.

This is a kind of dignity that belongs to the strong and a kind of pride that belongs to the strong.

Moreover, Wang Hong could actually sense it that night, that crazy young man. On that night, what I was asking for was not victory, not survival, but an end, a death.

A person like that would rather his life die like fireworks. I won't let myself get much dust.

Sighing, the undead man who was originally imprisoned in the air by Wang Hong was thrown into the mountain of corpses on the side, and the dog also dragged his own legs that only had white bones and ran over quickly to check the situation. The dog wanted to rush towards Wang Hong when the man was caught, but he could only keep running in front of Wang Hong, and there was a constant distance of one meter between one person and one dog, and the two sides couldn't get close at all.

Wang Hong finally took a deep look here, she knew that this time, she came in vain.

Very disappointed, very disappointed, I thought that I could get some information, know some things, and make some preparations for entering the door, and the group leader also helped himself a favor, but now it seems that it is nothing more than useless work.

That man, already dead, really dead!

Immediately, Wang Hong's figure turned into a red light, rushed up, forcibly tore a crack above the mountain of bones and left here, coming and going in a hurry, a top existence of the big man, it is impossible to waste his precious time at will, especially since it has not been long since she entered the door, she still has too many things to deal with, including, her own feelings.

The dog crouched down next to the man and began licking the man's face with his tongue.

The man shook his head, dodged the dog's enthusiastic tongue, and said with some anger:

"There are no more taels of meat left on my face, how ugly it is to lick it off by you."

The dog squatted obediently to the side.

The man struggled to stand up again, he was lifted up by Wang Hong confinemently, his whole body bones seemed to be scattered, and now he felt weak when he walked, and the only thing he was fortunate about was that he was more sound than the other undead, with hands and feet, he could walk, and he didn't need to crawl like other undead creatures.

An undead human, leading an undead dog that he picked up, one person and one dog, began to walk near the mountain of bones, they didn't need to eat, they just needed to absorb a little dead air occasionally, but sometimes they still needed something, for example, flesh and blood.

Undead creatures can find some of their favorite things from some corpses, such as blood that can be absorbed by themselves, pieces of meat that can be fused by themselves, they are a broken race, or a group of scavengers, they themselves are tattered existences, they need to keep sewing and mending themselves, they are a kind of creatures similar to the feces shell mantis, living in the dirtiest places, doing the dirtiest things.

The man crouched down and turned out the body of a dead woman.

"These two lumps of meat, one for you and one for me, okay?" The man looked at the dog beside him.

The dog seemed to hesitate for a moment, then shook his head.

"You guy, I don't mind, what do you mind? I'm still a human, you're still a dog, no, you have to ask for it, otherwise I'll be worse than a dog. ”

As he spoke, the man squatted down and grabbed the two balls of flesh on the chest of the female corpse with both hands that had not completely rotted, and the hands of the white bones had been sharpened to a little shiny, which could be used as a blade.

"Click......"

Two crisp sounds rang out, and the two lumps of flesh were cut off by the man, one of which he placed directly on his calf, where it had cracked, and only skin and bones remained.

The flesh on the woman's body quickly blended into it, and the man's calf and stomach were a little thicker, which was very important to him, and being able to walk on his feet was indeed much more convenient than crawling, and it was also suitable for his own activities and survival, well, let's call it survival.

Another piece of meat, the man threw to the dog next to him.

The dog took several steps back in disgust.

"Eat it, your neck is about to break, so you are always rolling around and bumping around, and you are still playing with a broken neck!"

The dog whimpered twice, it really didn't like the meat and blood here, but under the man's persecution, it had to lower its head and put this piece of meat into its mouth, the meat could not be digested in the traditional sense, after the dog swallowed the meat, the meat piece was stuck in the neck position, and then it couldn't go down, of course, I didn't want it to go down, the meat piece quickly merged there, and the bones and skin that were about to break in the dog's neck position were a little thicker again.

"That's good."

The man patted the dog's head, and then pulled his muscles, after releasing a crisp sound, he didn't dare to continue pulling, in case he really stretched his waist and broke himself, then there was really no place to cry.

A man and a dog began to continue walking, here, there are countless corpses, and even fresh corpses come in every once in a while, of course, there are some more powerful undead here, but these undead have all left the corpse bone mountain after having self-confidence, and began to march towards the position of the dragon vein, and then, they never came back.

The man and the dog, in fact, can also go there, but the man is reluctant to go, he thinks that here, it is also very good, every day is muddy, it is also a kind of happiness, he is not enterprising, not upward, every day I feel that finding a piece of good meat, drinking a sip of blood that has not been completely spoiled, is already a great happiness.

Moreover, here, there is no danger, here, no other undead dare to provoke a man, he is still very powerful, but the woman who came and left just now is really too powerful.

The man sat down, and the dog squatted down, its tail half broken, but still wagging its way.

The man reached out and pressed the dog's tail.

"It's upset."

The dog's tail was gone, and the man removed his hand, and then the dog began to wag its tail again.

The man reached out and covered his forehead.

"Come, call me twice, and make others envious, when I get here, I can still raise a dog."

"............" The dog opened its mouth and tried very hard to bark, but it couldn't make a sound.

The upper half of the dog's mouth has flesh and skin, and the lower half is white bone and tongue, but the rest of the organs inside have long since rotted, and it is difficult to make a sound, unless it is a grinding tooth, as for wanting to bark as a dog, it is almost impossible.

"Wang! Woof! Woof! ”

The dog barked loudly, and the dog looked at the man with a confused expression, the dog bark was not made by it, but by the man in front of him.

"Wang! Woof! Woof! ”

The man took the dog in his arms and reached for the dog's mouth.

The dog knows, opens its mouth, follows the man's frequency, keeps opening and closing his mouth, the two people are like playing ventriloquism, the dog is making a look, the man is barking at the dog, one person and one dog, and they have a lot of fun here.

"Wang! Woof! Woof! Woof! (To be continued.) )