The gray mist was vast, centered on the nameless ancient tomb, spreading out in all directions, as if a rout ant hill appeared in the embankment of this space, and the tide inside rushed out, flooding the barren mountains and old forests in the early morning.

The favorability of the Harlequin's corpse is still declining, and it's getting faster and faster!

In the gray mist...

The corpse of the woman in green clothes was about three meters, looking a little distorted and slender, but after standing up, her hands were stiffly lifted, and she covered her front with her hanging green sleeves, as if she didn't want others to see her appearance.

She stood straight in the gray mist, revealing only an eerie silhouette.

However, although she stood still, a sharp aura of terror was rapidly emanating.

Xia Yan kept away from the gray fog while silently observing, he tried several methods, including staying away completely, including hiding, but the decline in favorability did not slow down... So, he quickly turned back to see what the problem was.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted suddenly, as the corpse of the woman in green clothes seemed to be walking towards him, and at the same time, a strong fear of death without any suspense arose.

The young man didn't hesitate any longer, he instantly turned into a demon body, turned into a ghost water spirit, and immediately fled from the water.

Wow!!

He appeared in the distance in the deep mountains and cold pools.

Wow!!

He reappeared beneath a farther frozen stream.

Wow~~

He appeared in the water tank behind the meditation room.

The moment his head emerged from the water, he strangely found that the fear in his heart did not drop in the slightest, but became more and more sharp and urgent.

Bang bang bang!

His skin seemed to turn into a human skin drum, and his heart became a drumstick, beating the drum hard.

Even in the state of the ghost water spirit, he still couldn't quench his fear.

In the next moment, he turned around again, but saw a gray cramped closed corridor in the void, and there was an unknown blue light flashing in the corridor, and the female corpse in Tsing Yi was walking towards him from the corridor.

It's like, there is a constant spatial distance between the female corpse and him, and the female corpse can reach him as long as she completes this journey, and then... He will surely die.

This is the power of complete unreasonableness ...

As the corpse of the woman in Tsing Yi approached, the young man only felt that his body and soul began to freeze.

Just when the ice was about to envelop him completely, making him unable to move, even the demon body at this time was of no use! The young man suddenly snorted coldly, and his eyes showed fiery madness.

Click~~

He was like an angry tiger, and with a shake of his body, he broke free from the fear in his heart.

And then...

Wow~

Rushing~~

After a few escapes, he quickly returned to the ancient tomb of the female corpse in green clothes.

Sure enough, no matter how far he went, the female corpse in Tsing Yi was getting closer and closer to him.

She held her hands up strangely, covering her face with her long cyan sleeves, not even leaving a gap.

It's just that the distance between a person and a corpse has been shortened to more than ten meters.

In the cramped corridor, the blue light flickered non-stop, and the walls of the corridor were rapidly showing a corrupt and mottled atmosphere.

Boom!!

Xia Yan didn't hesitate any longer, turned back to his original appearance, grabbed the spear from the void with his right hand, and his energy penetrated, and the milky white breath erupted.

Without any fancy or might, the young man held the gun, the muscles of his right hand were unkempt, the true qi in his body penetrated, the qi and blood were intertwined, and the tip of the spear trembled.

Five rings, and it will pass in a moment.

"Shattered!"

The young man faced the ancient tomb, swung his spear, and swept away thousands of troops!!

Rumble!!

Fortunately, this ancient tomb was nothing special, and under the blow, it suddenly exploded, revealing the green corpse worm that looked like a deep pool inside.

In just such a little effort, Xia Yan only felt that the female corpse behind him was a few meters closer, and if he had a needle on his back, he had obviously not touched it, but his back had been poked in severe pain.

The boy did not hesitate at all, and in the midst of the mixture of qi and blood, the spear frantically slapped at these green bugs.

The slurry was bubbling everywhere, and the strong corpse poison toxin caused the surrounding space to have a distorted green oil film.

Shout~~~~

The boy opened his mouth and sucked violently.

The green pulp wrapped the half-dead corpse worm that was not yet dead, and turned into a slender tornado into his mouth.

The message came to mind.

———— detects that you have a corpse poison glowworm in your body, do you want to redeem it?

———— exchange options: 1. True Qi, 2. A normal quality poison-stained spear, 3. Extremely rare favors from the "Harlequin's Corpse".

Xia Yan didn't look at it, and said continuously and quickly in his heart: "Choose option three, the favor of the corpse of the harlequin!" ”

He slammed it with a swift swing, devouring it at a rapid pace.

There are so many corpse poisonous glowworms here, Xia Yan swallowed them fast and fiercely.

And the female corpse in Tsing Yi behind him was getting closer and closer.

Suddenly...

Syllable...

Xia Yan felt the hand of the female corpse in Tsing Yi resting on his shoulder.

He felt a chill in his heart, but he didn't care, and sped up to devour.

However, the hand did not make any further move, and just froze, frozen here.

Slowly...

Xia Yan saw that the favorability had become 0.

At the same time, he felt the hand on his shoulder drop.

And slowly...

Opinion became 1.

Time passed, and when Xia Yan devoured all the massive corpse poison glowworms in this entire nest, his favorability had piled up to an unbelievable number.

Xia Yan glanced at the state.

[Relationship]:

Corpse of the Harlequin: Opinion 4 (10/1600)

(Opinion 4: She sees you as her "person")

Xia Yan breathed a long sigh of relief, his body was sore, and he fell back to the ground.

In this strange world, death is so unexpected and sudden.

Thankfully, it ended well.

The original spread of the gray fog is collapsing, the original destroyed ancient tomb is also recovering, and the corpse of the woman in Tsing Yi has once again burrowed into the tomb.

And at this moment, Xia Yan suddenly saw two words floating on the grave:

Come here.

The young man was stunned, and immediately understood that he couldn't understand the communication method of the female corpse in Tsing Yi, so the "Devouring" talent directly helped him complete the translation.

However, it is quite surprising that this female corpse still has wisdom.

The favorability will not deceive, seeing that his favorability has not decreased at all, Xia Yan walked to the grave.

Suddenly, another line of information surfaced.

【？？？ 】

Xia Yan: ???

I saw that the air was a little oppressive and tense.

When she puts a question mark, it's not that she has a problem, it's that you have a problem.

Xia Yan's mind turned sharply, and he suddenly became suddenly.

In the next moment, he transformed, showing the appearance of a ghost water spirit.

He had survived in the wild with water spirits before, and knew that living people naturally attracted ghosts and used them as food.

Since this harlequin's corpse can hold through the gray mist, it naturally follows this law to some extent.

So, strictly speaking, he got stuck in a bug and gained the favor of the clown's corpse, but only he in the form of a demon can maintain this favor, not if it's a human.

Sure enough, after he turned into a water ghost.

A line of information reappeared on the grave.

You are mine.

The message flashed, and a hand abruptly poked out of the grave and grabbed his somewhat rotten ankle.

A sharp pain grew from the bottom of his foot.

It didn't take long for the hand to retract again.

The tomb was calm again, and the corpse of the harlequin fell into a deep sleep again.

Xia Yan looked at the soles of his feet, but saw that there was an imprint like a brand on the rotten soles of his feet.

It was two long-sleeved Tsing Yi, overlapping in one place, leaving only a gap in the middle.

Looking closely, it looks like a shy woman covering her face.

From a distance, it looks like a strangely closed door that leads to nowhere.

Students would write their names in their books, wild beasts would leave a scent in their territories to assert their sovereignty, slave owners would like to put their own logos on their slaves, merchants would put trademarks on their products...

Now, Xia Yan has also been "written with his name", "declared his sovereignty", "marked with a logo", and "affixed a trademark" by the corpse of this harlequin......