Is the world that my senses receive real? Hearing the conversation between Han Lao and Ghost Lao, this doubt burst out in my heart. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

No. I don't need this doubt to disturb my already serious demons, what I need is to find a good body as soon as possible, a human body. For example, the physical body of a demon beast in the incarnation period is considered to be an excellent choice. Like Han Lao's current physical body.

The night passed quickly. In one night, I regained a lot of my senses.

We continue to move north.

At this time, although the day is much brighter than the night of the blood moon, the sky is still covered by a large area of thick gray clouds, at a glance, it gives people a very depressing feeling, as if the sky will fall at any time, there is a sense that people cannot escape.

This feeling makes me very uncomfortable.

The world, very gray tones. The desolation and devastation along the way only aggravated this gray apocalyptic scene.

We are at least alive, most mortals are dead. This gives me a lot of comfort.

Along the way, we entered a town and saw that the once clean stone streets were stained red with blood, and the stumps and severed arms of mortals were everywhere, and the smell of blood filled the tip of our noses. I have wanted to ask Han Lao many times: Why did the outside world become like this during the time we were in the "Demon Abyss". Whenever this strong doubt arose in my heart, I held back. Why should we hold back? What is the importance of changes in the external environment when even our own lives are wandering or not?

Most of the time I stayed on the shoulders of the old puppet. However, every time he encounters a zombie, the ghost elder will rush over as soon as possible and use a martial art that he has not used for many years. He said that it was really beautiful to be able to use martial arts again. When he killed the zombies, he was happy because he was laughing. He let out a loud simple laugh and kill the zombies.

Once upon a time, I had an idea, around the time I was a warlock level. At that time, I thought about what the world would be like if it was taken over by zombies. Now I see it, but it's not as curious as I used to be. This may be the role of time, so that everything changes in change. I'm not who I used to be.

Han Zi never spoke.

We stopped on the empty stone street. Han Lao and Ghost Lao suddenly stopped leaving.

"If you want to go, go. Han Lao turned his head to Han Zidao.

Han Zi's face changed. A pair of big black eyes looked at Han Lao's big eyes, and his expression changed to indifference, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Your unsmiling face really affects our mood. The ghost elder also spoke. Seventy or eighty zombies came down the corner street. After the ghost old man finished speaking, he waved his arms and twisted his neck, laughing and rushed forward. I flew off his shoulder and onto a streetlamp that didn't shine on the side of the road.

"Where are you going for me to go?" Han Zi's tone was very cold, and he didn't look away from Han Lao. I think Han Zi didn't want to see Han Lao's naked body.

"Didn't you always want to go to the Monks' Union? Han Lao made a chest expansion movement, tilted his head, looked at the sky, and said casually.

My paws gripped the cold, rusty steel of the streetlights, and my eyes watched the ghosts fight the zombies. His martial arts are very ordinary, and I want to learn them secretly. When I have a physical body, I will also use that martial art to fight zombies.

"Is the Monk Alliance using the monks in the academy as cannon fodder?Why did Senior Li say before that the 'Guizhou Three Immortals' had sacrificed a lot of lives with blood?" Han Zi seemed to be a little excited and asked those two questions.

Han Lao didn't reply to him. I don't think he's in the mood to reply to her. Among the three of us, I think Han Lao's heart demon is the heaviest. The old devil's heart is the worst. Along the way, although Han Lao sometimes talked and laughed with the ghost elder, I could feel the deep exhaustion and despair in his eyes.

He seemed to be worried about something, he seemed to be afraid of something. As for the ghost old man, I felt that he had lost something, he was different from the ghost old man I used to know - he had never played the guzheng once. He used to always play the guzheng.

"There is no chance of survival if I go back now, not to mention that we have already signed the 'Soul Sharing Contract', where else can I go?" Han Zi held her full forehead with both hands, leaning on another street lamp on the side of the street. Her eyes seemed to have been overrun by sorrow.

I have a suspicion, did Han Lao deliberately let Han Zi also fall into the devil?

It has nothing to do with me. After I regain the power of my divine sense, I don't think my strength will be worse than that of Han Lao and Ghost Lao.

The ghost old man's cry for help suddenly shouted. He was pulled by four or five zombies and couldn't move, and there were seven or eight zombies on his body biting his body, but his body was bitten by the teeth of those mortal zombies, and it was okay for a while. But mortals have become zombies, and their strength has increased greatly, and if this continues, the puppet body of the old ghost may be torn off by those zombies.

The temperaments of Han Lao and Ghost Lao sometimes change between the old man and the child. Sometimes, they would stop as they walked, and watch the ants on the ground carry the pieces of flesh from the rotting corpses. When I saw the excitement, I laughed, pointed fingers, jumped up, turned my head, and fell into madness.

Sometimes, Han Lao would stop, hug a tree, put his face on the tree, and then cry loudly, tears streaming down his face, and he couldn't even stop the ghost old man from pulling and advising.

"Now I'm going to walk the rest of the road on one foot, and you are not allowed to stop me!" was what the ghost said at some point on a certain stretch of the road. After that, he actually jumped on one foot on the way to the endless wasteland where we were going.

When the zombies appeared, he said, "This time I will only use my right hand, and I will never use my left hand." I'm going to test how deep my device really is!"

Several times, it was Han Zi and Han Lao who rescued him from a group of zombies.

After a few more such things, his puppet body was devastated.

"Are you tired of us?" I stopped on Han Zi's shoulder one day and asked her. As time passed, we faced each other day and night, and she did not reject me from staying on her shoulder. I think the fundamental reason is that she also understands that it is too safe for me to stay on Han Lao and Ghost Lao.

Several times, I was almost caught and eaten by Han Lao and Ghost Lao.

"I suddenly want to eat crows!" both Han Lao and Ghost Lao said such things in their mouths. I still don't know if this was done on purpose or if it was driven by madness.

In fact, they only have occasional attacks, and other times are normal.

I've always prayed that when they encounter strong enemies, they don't play with their demons. I don't care about their lives, but when they die, I'm going to be implicated. The four of us have signed a "common soul contract"! If one of our primordial spirits is damaged, all four of us will be damaged, and it is that irreparable damage!

"It's not just annoying, I want to crush your bones and ashes, and devour your flesh and blood alive. "I didn't expect her to say this to me with her beautiful eyes.

I flew away from her beautiful shoulder, returned to the broken shoulder of the ghost elder, and shouted loudly: "Senior Li, you also heard it, this woman wants to crush us to ashes and devour our flesh and blood, is it really good for such a woman to stay by our side?"

When Han Lao heard my words, he suddenly burst out laughing. The ghost elder seemed to be infected by Han Lao's laughter, and he also laughed. In the end, Han Zi didn't know if he was also infected by the two of them with serious demons, and he actually laughed. Tears of laughter came out, and laughter rolled on the ground. Laughing somersaults. The laughter was out of breath. Laughing darkly.

All three of them are crazy. I took three madmen on my way to the endless wasteland. I don't know what I thought at the beginning, why did I accompany them to the Endless Wasteland?