"Roar!"

"Ho ......"

In the empty hall, low roars came and went.

A withered and rotten figure roared and lifted the white cloth covering his body, and layers of dust fell in a row.

Ji Nian turned his head to look, and he was facing a pair of cloudy and slightly convex, blood-streaked, and crazy eyes like beasts.

Just like a tiger that has been hungry in the jungle for a long time, even if he knows that the macho man standing in front of him is called "Wu Song", he will roar and rush over, trying to tear off his flesh.

This group of corpse demons with negligible eyesight wrinkled their noses, made "sniffing" and "sniffing" sounds, and then turned their heads in the direction of Zongzi Brother together, stretched their arms forward, moved their legs, and rushed forward violently.

"Ho."

Brother Zongzi roared lowly, as if mocking.

The chest and back were undulating, and two lines of corpse qi slowly floated out of the nostrils, like swimming dragons.

As if he smelled the smell of corpses, the corrupt faces became more and more crazy.

The throat kept growling, and in addition to greed, there was a touch of cunning in the eyes.

In fact, with a decisive and ruthless formation, one person and three Ka Ling were surrounded in the corner, and then they shot at the same time to attack Brother Zongzi's various key points.

Brother Zongzi does not dodge or dodge.

Different from the rigid stiffness of the green stiff stage, the stiff stage of the hair stiff stage can already carry out some basic movements with a slight delay.

For example, arms are wrapped, the head is slightly raised, people are looked at with nostrils, and the dragon king smiles with a crooked mouth.

As a Karling crafted from [Corpse Demon] and other rare materials, it can convey its emotions to the Corpse Demon very well.

After a set of processes, the other party successfully felt a strong sense of ridicule.

"Ho!"

So, the big corpse demon led by him roared angrily, and ten fingers like hook knives stabbed straight at Brother Zongzi's neck.

The other corpses either show sharp nails or two rows of dark yellow fangs, like the hyenas besieging the old lion king in the animal world, vicious and vicious.

It's just that the difference in strength between them and Brother Zongzi is much bigger than that between hyenas and lions.

As a zombie, Brother Zongzi does not have the so-called "old age".

Just standing there, it's at its best.

What's more, this corpse-rich funeral parlor is not only the home of the corpse demons, but also for it.

So, when the attack of the corpse demons hit, I only heard the sound of a collision of gold and iron, and the sound of the blade breaking came, accompanied by a terrible roar, fingertips and fangs flew everywhere, and the dry and rotten body fell from the air, trembling all over.

- Brother Zongzi in the stage of hair stiffness is not only physically strong, but also condensed into substance, wrapped in a thick layer of armor.

Even if they stood still, the corpse demons couldn't break through its defenses.

"Ho ......"

Brother Zongzi let out a roar in his throat, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.

Turning his head to look at Ji Nian, his smug little eyes seemed to ask, "Brother-bullish?" ”

"Cow, cow."

Ji Nian gave a thumbs up.

The seventh master also smiled very brightly - he saw the shadow of his brother in the stupid big man in front of him.

It's just that his brother has been good at martial arts since he was a child, and he loves to practice both hands when he has nothing to do, which can be described as a real "volume".

Not at all as lazy as the other party.

Able to sit without standing, able to lie down without sitting.

No, after a fight, I didn't move my hands, but I just relied on a strong defense to retreat from the enemy, and I was already "sleepy" and shook my head, trying to find a place to lie down.

"Brother Zongzi, there's another one over there."

Ji Nian Yao pointed to the shelf bed in the far back and reminded.

Brother Zongzi bowed his head slightly when he heard this, his waist-length white hair fluttered with the night wind, and he stretched out one hand, and his miserable white palm slowly revealed a gap that looked like a human mouth.

With the surging breath, the corpse qi floating in the house immediately gathered into a stream, rushing towards the direction of the gap.

The corpse demon that fell to the ground and wailed gradually lost its movement, and its already dry body was like a punctured balloon, which quickly dried up.

"Bashi", "beautiful", "good".

Similar emotions come from the feedback of Zhihai.

Ji Nian couldn't help but pout, watching Brother Zongzi walk towards the depths of the morgue in a big way, waving his fan-like hand, facing the white cloth that trembled slightly.

Where do zombies understand the truth of "do unto others as you would have them do unto you"?

Brother Zongzi went down to his sinuses, and unexpectedly found that it seemed quite cool to wake up the "people".

Immediately, the corners of his mouth grinned, revealing a wicked smile.

Immediately, his legs exerted force, cracking the concrete floor, and the more he reached the air, as if the sword of Damocles had fallen violently, wrapped in strong yin qi, corpse qi and evil qi, and smashed heavily towards the head of the last corpse demon.

It understands "not being a man".

So the next moment, there was a roar in the lobby.

A large fat hand then reached out from under the white cloth and grabbed its ankle, trying to shake off the culprit who had woken him up.

But until the strength of the whole body is full of muscles, it has not shaken this treacherous, lazy, cunning, strong and bad old zongzi.

Even if it doesn't have a high level of intelligence, it knows that it has encountered hard stubble.

As a result, he almost instinctively urged the skill characteristics, and the bones around his body moved, and the whole body seemed to turn into a puddle of mud and rush towards the ground.

It wasn't until I moved to the center of the field that I quickly regained my shape like some kind of inflatable companion.

This is a tall, fat, and severely decomposed corpse demon king.

Normally, the eyes of necrophils are so badly rotted that they often can't see clearly.

But the eyes of this corpse demon king are shining, and the pure black eyeballs without the whites of the eyes look like two black pearls from a distance.

Standing in the center of the field, it first glanced at Brother Zongzi, who had just let himself be deflated, and then glanced at the one person and two Ka Ling who were guarding the door.

After probably weighing his strength, he leaned down suddenly, his cheeks and jaw quickly bulged, and he spat out a mouthful of dark green thick corpse gas forward.

With this powerful reaction force, its body instantly smashed through the gray wall that had been corroded by corpse qi for many years and had long been broken, and fell to the street in the blink of an eye.

Just as it was about to repeat its old trick and flee farther away, a long, white hand pressed its shoulder.

It looks very thin, but it's as thick as a mountain.

Let the Corpse Demon King use all his skills and struggle with his life, but it will not help.

Brother Zongzi also hurried at this time.

Seeing that it had arrived, the Seventh Master immediately chuckled and let go of the hand that was pressing the corpse demon king's shoulder, and took a graceful and steady step.

When passing by Brother Zongzi, he didn't forget to gently pat the other party's strong arm like steel pouring to show encouragement.

Brother Zongzi, who has always liked to fish and be lazy, felt an emotion called "pressure" for the first time since he was "born".

Since its upgrade, it has always considered itself no weaker than this thin big brother.

It's just that the applicable scenarios are different.

It wasn't until this moment that I realized that my previous thoughts were wrong.

"It's too big, the gap is too big."

(End of chapter)