Hold on, let me struggle a little longer before hitting the street.

Wind Chimes sensed the breath from the ancient powerhouse, the whole person's temperament changed, the originally lovely face became indifferent, Chu Fengxing only heard a few rings of the bell, and then the was beaten to pieces.

Wind Chimes glanced at the undead, all the undead suddenly trembled, they were already dead, but they suddenly felt a more terrifying aura than death, and they all went into the ground and did not dare to come out.

"The wind... Ghost...!" Chu Fengxing just wanted to call out when Ji Tanzi covered his mouth, but what Ji Tanzi felt was not the breath of the wind chimes, and the three empty worlds trembled with fear.

"Shhhhhh Ji Tanzi said softly, and Chu Fengxing nodded to observe first.

Feng Chime ignored the existence of the two of them, and flew straight to the direction where the Ghost Emperor disappeared, and soon there was a roar in the distance, and Feng Chime came back in rags, her face pale.

"Chu Feng, why am I here, my head is so dizzy!" The wind chimes suddenly fell, Chu Fengxing hugged him, and Ji Tanzi hurriedly avoided it.

"Wake up, Wind Chime Girl...!" Chu Fengxing saw that the comatose Wind Chime'er's white and tender face was round, but it was really cute.

"Who are you, let me go, don't think about taking advantage of me while I'm weak. Wind Chime's tone changed, and the cold-faced goddess reappeared, but she quickly fell unconscious.

"Hey, the woman's heart is under the sea, Chu Laochuan, this woman was provoked by you, and I handed it over to you!"

Chu Fengxing flew with the soft and boneless wind chimes and sword, and had no choice but to withdraw from Necromantic Island before making plans.

"Ghost Emperor, Ghost Emperor is not dead yet...!" The unconscious wind chimes kept muttering something, and Chu Fengxing didn't know or want to know anything about the ghost emperor.

"I'll go...!" Chu Fengxing's Yuan Force continued to spill over to Feng Chime, just now she seemed to have consumed a lot of energy, and now she was absorbing Chu Fengxing's Yuan Yuan independently.

Feng Chi'er's face gradually improved, and after a while, it turned white and red, only Chu Fengxing's whole person was like a wilted cabbage, and he almost fell from his hatred.

"Chu Feng, why are you so useless, a few undead will make you like this, hey, you have to look at this girl in the future. Feng Chi'er hurriedly broke free from Chu Fengxing's arms with a red face and floated in the air.

Ji Tanzi shook his head, this pair is really a living enemy, Chu Fengxing was speechless and didn't want to say anything. took out a condensing pill and took it, and flew forward without looking back.

"I didn't expect it to be the holy daughter of the Nuwa tribe, it's a little tricky now. My body rebuilding project must be accelerated. The necromancer suddenly woke up to find that several tears had been smashed into the white jade bones.

"Great god of the underworld, please guide me on how to become stronger, death is just another beginning, I would like to become a slave of the god of the underworld!" the necromancer prayed sincerely, and the white jade bone's eyes turned red: "Ugala..." ”

"Okay, I see. Please rest assured, Your Excellency. I'll do it!" the necromancer couldn't hide his excitement with a grim face.

The necromancer sneaked back to the island of the dead, returned to his collapsed chamber, and removed a blackened bead from the chamber.

The undead of the entire Necronomicon Island were pulled by a boundless gravitational force, and the white jade bone method, those undead were constantly dripping into the black beads.

"Lord Emissary, is this the magic weapon left by the god of the underworld, the rosary bead?" The necromancer held the black bead in his hand, feeling that his necromantic qi was constantly being purified, and his entire body was full of power.

The resentment of the entire Necronomicon Island was constantly absorbed by the Resentment Beads, the cracks in the white jade bones were slowly repaired, and the necromancer was like a greedy baby constantly absorbing the undead Qi to improve his skills.

"Ah, is this power?" The necromancer's body swelled a little, apparently absorbing death to the limit.

The white jade bone hurriedly put away the resentment bead the moment before the necromancer was about to burst. The necromancer was immersed in the pleasure of skyrocketing cultivation, completely unaware that death had passed by.

"Lord Emissary, why stop, I feel the power surging in my body!" the Ghost Emperor really didn't want to say anything more to this idiot.

At the beginning, the head of the Ghost Emperor was cut off by the Heavenly Monarch and thrown into the Necronomicon Island, and he happened to meet the Hanhan bully who was chased and killed by the righteous people and fled in, and it happened that his body was lost and he couldn't move, and he needed a living person to be a puppet, so he let the bully be his master, and then take it when the time was ripe.

The bully was the necromancer, and the Ghost Emperor lied to him by claiming to be a messenger of hell who could make him immortal, which was really tempting.

Teach him the art of controlling spirits, but his qualifications are too poor and his mind is stupid. If it weren't for the strong aura of death on this necromantic island, the necromancer would probably not be able to practice spirit control until he died, and he would have to rely on his bones himself.

Now that he was injured by the Nuwa Holy Maiden, it will take a long time for him to rebuild his body from Necromantic Island, and now even if the necromancer's cultivation is low, his body is weak, and he has to give it up.

Although the necromancer is stupid, he is not stupid enough to die, how can he be defenseless in his heart. Over the years, he has also secretly arranged formations, wanting to completely refine the white jade bones as his magic weapons.

The two really have their own hearts,

There is no luxury pursuit of a pen life, willing to be poor and can not shake the diligent pen farming, and only ask about the hard work regardless of the harvest, happy to do this, put aside the pen and lose the soul, and the pen is happy. In the beginning, all the big and small people asked to write a report, an application, an agreement, a complaint, and even a love letter and miscellaneous things, and occasionally wrote micro-newsletters, documentary reports, and revised manuscripts.

I remember writing a courtship letter for a small group of people catching knives, and when a lingering text full of affection caught his wife's eye, she was jealous and overflowed: I can't see that you are still a veteran of the love field...... Arranged Romance ...... But you still have to arrange for a baby...... Not long after, a young woman begged to write a divorce agreement, but her wife ridiculed her again: She left with you......

After that, Yizhi no longer acted rashly to write love letters, divorce and other documents that made his wife jealous. He "empathized with other places" and did not know the height of the sky, but also attacked the creation of micro-literature, and became the spiritual pillar of survival. In the spirit of hitting the south wall and not looking back, he is not arrogant or humble.

Every time I meditate and finish a piece of writing and put it into the mailbox, I will spontaneously feel the joy that only I can experience. Over the years, there has been a large backlog of rejected manuscripts, and some of Liao Ruchenxing's clumsy works have become lead characters, for which the editing has set up a collection of essays, which is cherished by the broom and regarded as a milestone in life, with infinite glory. Then he joined the Modern Literature and Art Research Association and obtained the A490 "Writer's Certificate". A close friend said that this is intangible wealth, and money cannot buy it. Yes, yes, but what should I think about listening to the following discussions—

"How many boards can you fish?" Some people ridiculed it;" It's hard work, people are so thin that they don't look like men, is it worth it?" Someone said; Use this mind in the business field...... Maybe you will make a fortune...... "Relatives and friends also complain from time to time;