Chapter Eighty-Seven: Truth

Chu Mu stepped back slightly, but the touch of his toes made his eyes light slightly, and his gaze instantly fixed on the tiles under his feet.

With an eyebrow, Chu Mu looked at the dried corpse that fell from the sky, and when he was close at hand, he took a few steps back sharply.

Rumble!

With a roar, the tiles shattered, the sawdust flew, and the freshly repaired roof shattered again under the ferocious fall of the dry corpse.

And the dried corpse that fell from the sky was also nowhere to be seen.

Before Chu Mu could rejoice, another roar sounded, and the dried corpse that had just disappeared directly broke a big hole in the roof and jumped up.

Chu Mu repeated his old technique, and when the dry corpse was about to fall, he took a few steps back again, but the roof paved with wooden strips and tiles could withstand the fierce falling force of the dry corpse.

There was another roar, and the roof shattered into a big hole, and the dried corpse disappeared again.

"Such a stupid ......"

When the dry corpse jumped out again, and once again stepped on the roof to disappear without any memory, Chu Mu's tense heartstrings finally relaxed.

No matter how strong it is, it's just a dead thing without intelligence, and if you are a pig and have been fooled several times in a row, it should be remembered again, but this dry corpse doesn't.

Obviously, even if he comes back from the dead, he is only an empty body with power, and without intelligence, his threat is not great!

The dry corpse jumped out again, this time, Chu Mu pinched the timing and kicked it out directly, and the dry corpse that had just jumped out of half of its body smashed into the room out of control.

Chu Mu took a few steps, then jumped violently, and finally landed firmly on the roof of the house next door.

Looking back, the roof of his small house had been torn down to shreds, and the walls had collapsed a lot, but the stupid corpses were still ravaging his home, evolving the already dilapidated home in the direction of ruins.

Chu Mu was speechless, what is this called?

He didn't do anything, but he was targeted by a dried corpse, and then his house was demolished, and he couldn't stop it.

"Shepherd boy, come on!"

When Chu Mu was speechless, among the cowering crowd on the street, Wu Shuo shouted, and then, a long knife overflowing with cold light was thrown over.

"Let's all go upstairs and attract the attention of this, and Lord Qianhu will be here soon!"

"Shepherd boy, don't retreat yet, this ghost thing will ...... you when it targets you"

Wu Shuo was shouting, and the dry corpses in the room jumped up again, but this time, it was unprecedented that he did not chase Chu Mu, but roared and rushed towards Wu Shuo, who was shouting at the door.

Under such a strange movement, the crowd that had been cowering and gathering on the street suddenly dispersed.

Wu Shuo's shouting voice stopped abruptly, and his movements were also neat, without the slightest hesitation, he turned around and ran!

In a few steps, he immediately learned from Chu Mu, jumped up directly, and climbed to the opposite roof with both hands and feet.

The familiar scene was also staged again, but the dry corpse that was originally chasing Chu Mu was now the target of Wu Shuo......

Chu Mu held the saber thrown by Wu Shuo, looking at this familiar scene, inexplicably funny, but also a little more confused.

Why did you set your eyes on him, and now you have changed your goal and set your sights on Wu Shuo?

Looking around at the scene of scattered and fleeing around, it was faint, but Chu Mu also had some guesses.

Chu Mu looked in the direction of the inspection office, just yesterday, the man in white who stepped into the air and arrived in an instant had not appeared for a long time.

On the contrary, it can be seen that Li Jinghong is leading several black armor inspectors to rush over.

"It really hurts...... Or don't care? ”

Chu Mu thought to himself, after experiencing the funny scene just now, Chu Mu didn't care too much about this dry corpse, or zombie.

A dead thing without intelligence is just a brute force, even if it is an ordinary person who is powerless, as long as he is not frightened, the chance of survival is not small.

The funny scene that is being staged again in front of me undoubtedly proves this.

Wu Shuo was like a dog, moving around on the stretching roof.

In just a few breaths, several houses on the opposite side were about to be in ruins under the jumping corpses.

"Brute, look for death!"

With a loud shout, Li Jinghong stepped on the roof ridge and kicked out, and the dry corpse that had just jumped up was kicked away, and even smashed a wall.

It can be seen that the strength of Li Jinghong's kick is terrifying, but the dry corpse is also slightly sunken in his chest, and this terrifying kick does not seem to have any effect on him.

The dry corpse jumped up again, but this time, it changed its goal again, and regarded Wu Shuo as nothing, and actually set his eyes on Li Jinghong!

With such a scene in his eyes, Chu Mu's approximate guess seems to be certain.

"Blood......

Chu Mu muttered to himself, right now, he was almost sure why this dry corpse had been eyeing him from the beginning, and he had changed his goal again and again.

The reason for this is probably because of the blood and qi.

There are not a few people who have achieved qi and blood cultivation in the Nanshan Inspection Institute.

But in the recent turmoil that followed, there were not a few who died.

When the dry corpse first appeared, almost all of the people present were ordinary people, and he had some achievements in his qi and blood cultivation.

Judging from the scene where this dry corpse appeared and sucked the fat woman into a dry corpse, it was obviously normal to stare at him.

Then Wu Shuo came, although he was old, after all, he had also practiced martial arts for most of his life, and his qi and blood were obviously much stronger than him.

And then he stared at Li Jinghong......

Li Jinghong's martial arts, although Chu Mu doesn't know what level it has reached, but it is stronger than him and Wu Shuo, it is undoubtedly certain.

In front of him, unlike Chu Mu who was chased by the dry corpse and ran around, Li Jinghong's appearance was just pressing the dry corpse and blasting the hammer!

The dry corpse rushed towards Li Jinghong again and again, and was blown upside down again and again.

The roar of the dry corpse became more and more piercing, and the force of Li Jinghong's punch became more and more terrifying.

A terrifying roar resounded in the night sky, and houses and walls collapsed and shattered one after another in this battle.

If the resentful spirit that appeared before, as well as the sword of the man in white, they all give people a sense of unattainable illusion.

And the burst of blood in front of him is undoubtedly the truth that Chu Mu can see and even touch.

The body is like iron and stone, and the mountain is broken......

Looking at this scene like a cannonball washing the ground, the words described in the body forging recipe also appeared in Chu Mu's mind again.

A punch slammed down a wall, and a foot knocked down a big hole in the ground.

Kaishan may be exaggerated, but it is really not exaggerated.

This kind of strength, and the flesh and blood that can bear such strength, can no longer be described as terrifying.

But such a character, in front of the man in white, was like a dog, groveling, wagging his tail and begging for mercy......

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