"Are you awake? Sure enough, your recovery ability is not ordinarily strong, and you have reached a level of healing close to that of a corpse creation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info was just a little drenched in some rice, and he was able to completely recover in a short period of time, and he really didn't live up to your body that resembles a walking corpse. ”

Consciousness returned to reality from the deep darkness, and when he opened his eyes, what caught Shainin's eyes was that familiar and beautiful face.

"Ah......h

The pleasant timbre enters the ears, and the faint fragrance emanates from the delicate skin, bringing a different kind of stimulation to the senses and repairing Shainin's truncated brain circuit halfway.

"Ah, Qin Wulin, I...... I'm ...... now"

With the help of the meager moonlight, Xie Ning recognized the identity of the owner of this face, and his head, which was still a little groggy, seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water by the heavenly spirit cover, and his whole body slammed into a wit, and the whole person sat up from the original lying position.

Even though his brain was basically awake, bursts of pinprick-like stinging pain still flared up from time to time in the depths of Shainin's mind.

Covering his forehead with one hand, as if to contain the headache through irritation, the tip of the sharp claw sank into the skin, oozing a trace of blood.

The last image in my mind is the bloody scene of Tumul, the 'right eye' of the Corpse God Cult, using the ability to command the puppet human body, causing them to rip out their eyeballs on their own, and their whole bodies melt into bloody water.

After superimposing everything she had seen on the tragic scene of her hometown eight years ago, a girl in a long cyan dress loomed, slowly turning around as if smiling, showing her bloody eyes.

After that, his consciousness entered a fault line, completely blurred, and the only thing that appeared in his mind was a completely blood-red world.

With a slight glance, I was now sitting on a mattress, and the room was gorgeously decorated around it, like a guest room for entertaining VIPs.

There was no artificial light beam inside the room, only a faint moonlight, which penetrated through the small window on one side, and there was no one else around except Qin Wulin, who was standing aside and looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Qin Wulin? I've said it many times, you want to call me master! You kid's war slave ring hasn't been taken off yet, don't think that after pretending to attack the Grand Inquisitor, you can get the special forgiveness of the adults, and your status will be improved at once. If you upset me, I'll blow it up at any moment. ”

"What? Attack the Grand Inquisitor!

As soon as the hand that clasped the façade was loosened, Xie Ning's face was full of consternation.

With a turn around his waist, the ponytail that fell on his plump buttocks brushed Xie Ning's face, bringing a refreshing fragrance of hair.

Throwing his whole body out like a toss, Qin Wulin sat away from the bed where Xie Ning was sitting, and sat down on a sofa that was soft enough to sink into his entire waist.

The tube socks decorated with hollow patterns were wrapped around Qin Wulin's long legs that were put together up and down, showing a mature charm that did not lose his youthful vitality.

With his fingers crossed and placed on his chest, Qin Wulin said in a casual tone: "That's right, it was you who attacked the Grand Inquisitor, as well as my father, the King of Xuanji. Have you forgotten?"

He stabbed his temple with his claws, and even though his brain was a little clearer because of the pain coming from the side, Shainin still couldn't remember what he had done.

"My memory was cut off halfway through the attack on the Corpse God Sect Artifact Division. For Qin Wulin...... Master, what you said, I really have no image at all. But I vaguely remember that I was being held back by someone and couldn't spare my hands to deal with him...... By the way, what's going on with that Corpse God Cult's Instrument Division!"

Trying to recall the situation at the time, Xie Ning's tone suddenly became excited, and even the whole person lifted the sheet from the bed and ejected.

His face flushed slightly, Qin Wulin's eyes closed, and he sunk into the sofa on his back.

"You put on the clothes next to the pillow before we talk, although I have seen that thing of yours, but after the last incident, I don't want to see it again!

After being reminded by the girl in the red dress, Xie Ning, who was startled from the bed, swept his eyes down, only to find that he was completely naked at the moment.

He didn't even wear a single piece of clothing on his body, his alienated body was completely exposed to the air like a rag patch, and his thing that reacted to Qin Wulin's appearance was naturally ready to go.

smiled awkwardly, although he was anxious, Xie Ning, who knew Qin Wulin's temper well, still obediently picked up the clothes next to the pillow.

Including the shirt and trousers, the clothes left for him this time were completely black fabric, although it was not like the bright red caftan that Qin Wulin sent to him before, but it was more like a black robe hanging on his body.

However, after moving his shoulders a little and confirming that it did not affect his movements, Shainin didn't care.

After all, compared with this issue, Shainin's current most urgent concern is about Tumulle's whereabouts.

"Okay, I'm already dressed, Master Qin Wulin, please hurry up and tell me about that Corpse God Sect Division!"

"Hmm...... Just explain beforehand, your clothes are almost torn to rags because of the heavy blows, so you need to change them. But this is definitely not what I changed, it was Sister Fia who helped you take off the clothes, and she was surprised how your body could be like this......"

"Master Qin Wulin!"

He didn't expect Xie Ning to be so excited, and Qin Wulin's delicate face showed a slightly surprised look.

"Okay, okay. Since you're so concerned about breadhead, I won't bother with you this time. The self-proclaimed 'Right Eye' of the Corpse God Cult escaped through some strange means after being attacked by the Grand Inquisitor himself, and that's probably what happened. ”

“......”

The two transformational hands held it tightly, as if they were about to crush bones alive, and they fiercely emitted their dead power.

Escaped. Escaped. Escaped.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey......"

The corners of his mouth curled faintly, and after hearing the answer, Xie Ning's excited face first returned to calm, and then began to change to a smile.

It's great that guy was able to escape!

It's been eight years, eight years! I didn't expect that all my original ideas were wrong!

During the harvest day, the man who caused the horrific tragedy, destroyed everything he was seen, and brewed the nightmare that haunted him for eight years was not a corpse, but a priest of the Corpse God Cult, a madman who called himself Tumul.

Revenge must be carried out by even more terrible means.

Arms, thighs, eyes, teeth, all pulled out!

Nails, skin, hair, the pain that can be felt by people should not be pulled down!

Cult of the Corpse, Cultist of the Corpse, and Sect of the Corpse.

You have to experience that it is far more terrifying than the day of the harvest!

Perhaps, this is the true meaning of being transformed into a corpse and regaining life.