Regarding Li Chuchu's marriage, Li's father didn't want to interfere too much for the time being.

Because he found out.

It doesn't seem to be useful to intervene.

He kind of understood how his father felt before, and now he doesn't have the heart to focus on his own children.

The child is an accident, and the wife is true love.

Now, it's time to find a way to get a deeper understanding of the information of the Lust Councillors.

How can I let my wife get a good night's sleep?

The transcendent universal school, the clear "residence" of the sensitive, is the city of river crumbs.

However, the Chengguan Brigade and the Wumeng here did not enter the oil and salt, and did not disclose the information of the Lust Councilor, which made Father Li unable to start.

If you really can't help it, then wait until the end of this team.

Go home and find some good wine, and then come to the river crumb city, if one bottle doesn't work, two bottles, two bottles, four bottles, the wine arrives, the love arrives.

When the love is divided, you can always tell some intelligence information, and if you dig down, there is always a chance to get a glimpse of the intelligence information of the lustful councilor.

There are still opportunities, but you need to work hard to fight for them.

Thinking of this, Father Li's mood was a little better, and when he looked at the venue again, he saw that the passer-by A from Hejian City stabbed Jia Xinxin's chest with a knife in the rear and pulled Jia Xinxin's heart out.

Eh, eh!

How is it so bloody and violent?

Father Li subconsciously wanted to cover his daughter's eyes, but he saw that his daughter had already covered his eyes.

The child has indeed grown up and has the ability to distinguish independently.

"Your guy's heart is still red, it's really amazing!"

As he spoke, he crushed Jia Xinxin's heart, and when Jia Xinxin's breath was completely cut off, his body began to slowly crumble, and began to slowly reorganize.

This process lasts five minutes.

Five minutes later, Jia Xinxin will be alive and kicking back in the venue to "resurrect".

Father Li was not surprised by Jia Xinxin's failure, even if Chen Xi District lost, he was not surprised.

I've lost a few times, and if I lose a few more times, what's wrong?

After all, Tatsuki District and Hedang City have different ways of cultivating martial artists.

The way to cultivate martial artists in Chenxi District is mainly family-style training, and all the families in Heqian City, except for the exercises at the bottom of the box, are all handed over to the Wumeng and taught by the Wumeng.

If you compare the martial arts in Lin Hao's previous life, it is the difference between the family and the sect.

Look at the score again -

Jia Xinxin: Passerby A = 2:5

Well, that's good.

Father Li, as the leader of Chenxi District of Kechen City, suppressed the victory of Hejian City in the handicap.

If River Scrap wins, he can make a fortune.

If Tatsuki wins, he can return to Tatsuki to receive a good reward.

Horizontal and vertical do not lose.

Co-authored, in this place, both horizontal and vertical are "dead"?

When a corpse reader touches a wall or floor, he or she can read the consciousness of "corpse remnants" with his or her own ability, and even if he touches himself, he can learn about his consciousness through his ability

Are you dead?

Of course not, if you die, how can you use your abilities?

The prerequisite for using an ability is that the ability is alive

Why did the corpse reader come to this conclusion?

This is the result of an experiment with a man who can manipulate corpses.

Originally, when that person awakened his own power, he thought that he could be invincible in the world.

According to his understanding of his own abilities, as long as he can manipulate the corpses of powerful people, his combat power will stack infinitely, and for this reason, he has secretly dug up the graves of many powerful people.

But no matter whose grave he digs, what he gets is a walking corpse, and he doesn't have the strength of his life.

He does not believe in evil, tries again and again, and his ability is constantly used, from one degree to four degrees, and his ability continues to improve.

Later, when manipulating the corpse, it can awaken the consciousness of the deceased.

After years of robbing tombs, he finally gave up the idea of forming an army of corpses of the Anomalous, and he became a mortician

At the funeral he controlled, the deceased could be "personally involved" in his funeral, drinking with the guests, reciting the eulogy himself, and saying the last words to every family and friend who came to his funeral.

Business, very good.

Moreover, he has become a guest of honor in some large consortia.

The person in charge of a large consortium, because of the existence of that person, can control the power until death, and then choose an heir after death.

That person was very popular for a while

Some people need him, some people hate him.

Finally, one day, for unknown reasons, he disappeared.

Only his two children remained.

Well, that man is the father of the corpse reader.

Although his father's appearance has been blurred in his memory, in his father's limited teachings, in addition to the fact that the dead do not have abilities, there is also a "skill"-

After receiving the consciousness of the deceased, it constantly imitates the consciousness of the deceased before his death to "reply" to the deceased, which has the opportunity to stimulate the deceased's autonomous consciousness.

Of course, this "trick" has the downside of making yourself feel like an imitating dead, dead.

You will experience the fear of true nothingness after death.

Therefore, every time you use this technique, you need someone to accompany you to "wake up".

But in the face of the strange scene now, although no one around him can wake him up, the corpse reader has no choice, he feels that his strength is inexplicably draining, and if he doesn't make some more attempts, he may lose his power completely.

As a supernatural being, if you lose all your power, isn't it a man-made sword, and I am a fish?

Thinking of this, the corpse reader took out a bag of happy milk tea powder from his pocket, tore open the bag and poured it into his mouth to chew and swallow, and after feeling his physical strength and energy recover a little, he squatted on the ground-

Read the corpse!

A consciousness full of resentment echoed in the brains of the corpse readers—

"I'm annoyed, I'm tired of it, I'm here again, martial arts is for service, not for domination, I eat and eat on horseback. All the power of martial arts will be turned into my rations. I'm riding a horse, I'm eating, eating."

Upon receiving these consciousnesses, the corpse reader begins to repeat them.

Gradually, the corpse reader felt his body begin to crumble, swell, and flesh began to stretch.

But there is no sense of the nothingness of death that my father once said, but a feeling

I seem to be sleeping.

It's just that I slept more deadly.

And in the process of sleeping, his stomach hurt a little, as if something kept bouncing around in it, which made him want to wake up and rub his stomach.

But sleeping is too comfortable, too comfortable, or sleeping well, as long as you keep sleeping and sleeping, sleeping a little deeper, no matter how painful your stomach is, you won't feel anything.

In this feeling, a strange seed condensed at the center of the corpse reader's eyebrows, and quietly bloomed in the center of his eyebrows.

Compared with the improvement of the ability of the rest of the people, the flowers on the other side are strange and erect, and the flowers on the other side that bloom on the eyebrows of the corpse reader are more sloppy.

It makes people look like it's wilting.

Looks groggy.

Moreover, after opening one, before this one was finished, another strange seed condensed at the center of the corpse reader's eyebrows.

This time, this seed grows more sloppily, does not grow independently, and directly attaches to the other side of the flower, which has not yet withered, and directly on one stem, blooms two flowers.

The second one feels even more sloppy.

Before it fully bloomed, the petals began to wither and fall into the body of the corpse reader.

It looks like a person who stayed up late to win the award, went to the stage groggily in the venue, and after receiving the award, he was not ready to show off in front of everyone, so he took the award and left, and then lay on the podium and went to sleep directly!

Sleep everywhere!

Immediately after, a third seed condensed from the center of the corpse reader's eyebrows.

At this moment, the nearest wall beside him slowly squirmed, and when a passage was formed that could accommodate the passage of one person, one person walked out of it.

If Father Li was there, he would recognize that this person was the captain of the Heyuan City Management Brigade.

I saw that his face was a little dark at the moment, and he picked up the corpse reader as if he was asleep, and turned around to leave here.

"Don't make noise, I still have to sleep."

With that, the seed at the center of the corpse reader's brow began to grow again, slowly growing a flower.

This time, the flowers are even lazier, and they have not yet bloomed, so they just wither.

The power of the corpse reader has been improved again

The face of the captain of the Chengguan Brigade of Hejian City was even more ugly, he really didn't expect that someone's ability could actually be at the same frequency as the lord consciousness of the world of [Martial Dao Braised Wine], and unconsciously "steal" the power of the copy here.

"Send this person out of here!"

"Summon: Unicorn Knight!"

As soon as Green's words fell, an illusory-looking knight appeared in front of him, the knight was fully armored and looked like an invisible sense of oppression.

And, accompanying the knight was a tall white horse that appeared beside him.

I saw that the white horse had a single horn on the top of its head, and two pairs of fleshy wings grew from its ribs, and when the wings were stirred, a strong wind blew in the room

"These boxes, transport them out of the city and throw them away."

At Green's signal, the knight stroked his chest and bowed, and picked up several boxes that had been packed.

The chest, after falling into the hands of the knight, also changed from its original entity to some illusory.

The knight stepped onto his horse, kicked his legs, and the unicorn flapped its wings and flew through the ceiling towards the outside of the crumbs

Then, looking at the messy room, and then at the blood stains in the room, he looked around and saw the fish tank in the room.

Green picked up an ashtray and smashed it directly.

Boom!

The current hit the ground, and the fish, which were not free and uncomfortable inside, fluttered freely on the ground, and the gills kept opening and closing

Green, on the other hand, picked up a conch from the bottom of the fish tank.

After wiping it off, he blew on the conch and muttered in a low voice:

"Conch girl, help me clean my room."

The conch in Green's hand twisted and turned into a lovely-looking little girl.

The little girl looked around at the mess, especially when she saw the blood stains on the desk, and she frowned:

"Green, you asked me to clean up the crime scene again!"

"Who told you to clean it?"

(End of chapter)