Feng Yiting glared at Xiang Yong, and said angrily: "If you still use this reasoning for a long time, there must be evil things!"

Xiang Yong was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief: "You don't know how to refine corpses, how do you know that there is an evil thing in Lu Dao?" Oh...... I just remembered that you also like to play with corpses! Hehe, although you look like a dog, I can't imagine that you are so good, there is a beautiful ice corpse, hehe!"

When Xiang Yong said this, a wisp of obscenity floated here, and suddenly he had an idea, and guessed in surprise: "Could it be that your female classmate who covers her face all day is also a beautiful female corpse......?

When Xiang Yong said this, he came up with a charming and inquired curiously: "Hey, you like to play with female corpses, right? Tell me the truth if you don't have anything to do! I promise not to tell others! Last time Tang wanted to make a girl spit on a girl, I never told anyone else! Really I have a very strict mouth! I don't lie to you, I want to lie to you, my whole family is dead!"

Feng Yiting stared at this lewd guy dumbfounded, and then heard the brave thief frown and said, "Don't be shy, hurry up! Tell my brother how you feel......, you bad guy! Isn't it always sleeping with a female corpse in his arms......"

"Shut up!" Feng Yiting roared loudly and roared angrily: "You only sleep with a female corpse in your arms at night! Die crooked melon to Yong! Don't say that we didn't warn you, dare to say that Ye Yilin is a corpse, if I don't throw you into the river today, I will let you be a corpse!"

Xiang Yong was startled, took a step back and hurriedly moved away from him, wiped the spit on his face, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Why are you doing Lei Feng's face? Not to mention that the school paints the portrait of Lei Feng according to your face? Why are you so unqualified? Pay attention to your tall and complete image! Quality, quality, a little quality! Spray my face spittle is also called Gao Daquan?"

Feng Yiting scolded: "What a girl." What did you say by your dog's mouth? Tell me about the quality and die crooked! People are Thai princesses, wearing masks because they are so beautiful, afraid that you will faint when you look at them, do you understand?"

Xiang Yong floated an expression that he would rather be beaten to death than believe it. He pleaded and muttered, "Blow, blow hard, don't stop Feng Yiting." You think I was born to be fooled?"

Speaking of this, he looked at Fei'er, and felt that what he said was really like, and he couldn't help but glare at her.

This was not deceived by the magic box vendor, and then let this girl be deceived to smash people's doors, and finally let a royal sister catch her.

Feng Yiting didn't bother to pay attention to him, Xiang Yong was stunned for a while, but he refused to let him go. At this time, he chased and asked: "Then what kind of evil thing do you say this! Unless the evil thing you are talking about is something more vicious than the corpse king here. Take a look at this place. It's not easy to really have a corpse king, it must be a perverted level, the king of kings!"

"Get out!" Feng Yiting scolded: "Your ancestor told me a long time ago, didn't you tell you that there is a carrion fruit here?"

"Oh!" Xiang Yong was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized. Only then did he pat his head hard. embarrassed to explain: "Hehe, I'm so excited, why did I forget about this fork!Yes, rotting corpse fruit! This is a thousand-year-old strange fruit, this thing grows by absorbing the corpse qi and evil power of zombies! Look at my memory! Rotting corpse fruit, yes, this thing is so good!"

When he said this, he was so excited that he smiled, and he didn't know what was so good about that thing and what it was for.

Speaking of this thing, Feng Yiting suddenly remembered Xiang Chaoyuan and Situ Xuankong. I almost got in the hands of that thing.

The terrible magic fruit they talked about couldn't even be mentioned easily. I'm afraid that this thing will be weird.

Thinking of this, Feng Yiting couldn't help but feel excited, looked around, and found that Pixiu had been following behind him, shaking his head and tail as if he hadn't noticed anything abnormal, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

So he said to Xiang Yong: "Okay, let's find out if the man in white is around the island, you can't stay here for a long time." ”

Xiang Yong was still looking around, and said: "Otherwise, Yiting, you and this cunning girl, go around the island and see if you can find the seniors in white." And I'll just take a look around, and find the best corpse king to use it back, okay?"

Feng Yiting said: "No, you can't leave us, this place is so evil, let's act together!"

Xiang Yong rolled his eyes and said disapprerovingly: "What are you afraid of, I've been playing with corpses all my life, and I'm still afraid of mallets?"

Feng Yiting glanced at him and said, "You are amazing, but your family's ancestor has played with corpses more than you, even he was almost fooled, do you feel better than him?"

Xiang Yong stopped talking, and continued to roll his eyes, not convinced, but it was inconvenient to compete with the old ancestor.

The three of them led Pixiu and slowly walked along the edge of the floating corpse island to find the corpse of the man in white.

Sure enough, as Xiang Yong said, there are many thousand-year-old corpses floating on the edge of the island, and every time he encounters a similar superlative, Xiang Yong will approach them, plant a white thing like an insect egg on their foreheads, and then leave satisfied.

Fei'er has long been driven crazy by this obscene guy, if it weren't for looking for the master, it is estimated that this innocent little Lori would have run away a long time ago and would no longer stay here, and continue to be abused by his vision!

Then, Feng Yiting, who really couldn't bear it, also roared at this crooked melon with a lewd smile on his face and full of evil spirit: "What are you doing Xiang Yong? What are you doing on the foreheads of those corpses? Look at your lascivious smile, it really makes people want to vomit and laugh at you! Disgusting or disgusting, how can you just kiss the corpse! I don't know how to respect the dead? Let go of those corpses, you shameless beast!"

Xiang Yongzheng was immersed in his own happiness, and was startled when he heard Feng Yiting's roar, so he raised his head in a daze, looked at the corpse he had just planted his corpse eggs, and explained in a compassionate manner: "These are thousand-year-old corpses in excellent condition, I will plant corpse eggs for them, and I will have to take them home in a corpse bag later, and my ancestors will be happy at that time!"

Feng Yiting was stunned for a moment, and said puzzledly: "Plant corpse eggs and take them home? How can you bring them home? I'll tell you beasts! Lao Tzu won't help you move these disgusting things, you dare to beat my crooked idea, if you don't turn your face with you, I will follow your surname!"

"I don't need your help!" explained to Yong, "As soon as my corpse egg enters the corpse's body, it will hatch immediately. As long as the corpse eggs emulsify into corpse worms, they will immediately invade their brains, and even the gods can't make them rebel! Then, I can control these corpses, and when the time comes, I can recite the corpse mantra to them, and they can become bigger or smaller, and then I will put them in this pocket, and I can take them to my home for further refining, these are powerful corpse soldiers!"

As he spoke, he took out a tattered and old sack, swallowed excitedly, and then said with great interest: "I won't tell you brother, my body bag may contain hundreds of corpses!"

Feng Yiting tilted the broken bag in his hand and spat before saying, "Can that broken thing hold hundreds?" I think you are holding a Qiankun bag, stupid! Stay away from me, stupid, how long has it been since your bag has been washed so much, put it away so quickly!"

Xiang Yong carefully put the bag away, and then smiled: "Can't wash, absolutely can't wash! You don't understand this, although the bag smells big, but it can lower the fierce corpse! There are spells drawn on it, and washing it will destroy its power!"

Feng Yiting glanced at Xiang Yong up and down, shook his head and sighed: "You have so many unhygienic things on you, no wonder you can't find a wife! It seems that it is also dangerous whether Widow Liu can like you." Next time I meet someone, I can bring less of these!"

Xiang Yong nodded hurriedly, smiled and explained: "Usually I will collect it, you don't have a taste, don't worry! Hehe, this time I will really make a fortune! I won't tell you brother, although I have dozens of corpses in this bag, but it is much worse than the corpses here, I didn't expect to encounter so many superb corpses this time, but it is really a rare good luck in ten thousand years!"

Xiang Yong laughed wildly when he said this, and he didn't know how excited and excited Lu Dao was.

Feng Yiting stared at this guy vigilantly, and when he finished laughing wildly, he asked cautiously: "It's okay Xiang Yong, do you feel the temperature on your body is normal? Do you have a fever or chills? It's not that I don't believe you, Xiang Yong! I think that your ancestor Xiang Chaoyuan was trapped here, and he almost couldn't go home here...... You're really okay?"

"What's the matter with me!" Xiang Yong patted his chest hard, and said disapprerovingly: "I'm so sober Feng Yiting! These high-grade mallets are obedient and ruthless! Don't you see that they are all honestly motionless? If they were to make trouble, they would have made a lot of movements, and they would make me obediently plant corpse Gu! Huh......"

When he said this, he looked around for a while, until he found Pixiu behind Feng Yiting, and then he suddenly realized: "I'll just say, this place can't be so peaceful, it turns out that it's because of you, an ancient divine beast! Pixiu is the enemy of all evils, no wonder these mallets have become so honest! It is estimated that it is the reason why your Pixiu is here!"

This guy laughed wildly as he spoke, Feng Yiting looked at Pixiu behind him, frowning a little suspicious.

He looked at this strange and evil place, and couldn't fully believe that his own divine beast could have such great power.

Feng Yiting has always had an indescribable uneasiness, just like the Fei'er beside him who was clutching his arm.

"I was scared. Seeing Feng Yiting looking at herself, Fei'er whispered to him: "Bard, I always feel that this place is very dangerous, and these corpses ...... They make me feel uneasy, and we ...... Find out where my master is. ”

Feng Yiting nodded, and said solemnly to Xiang Yong: "Okay, Xiang Yong, have you planted enough, don't be too greedy, stop in moderation, this place will definitely not be so simple, let's find the man in white first, don't plant you pervert!"

Xiang Yong rolled his eyes and reluctantly left the pale corpses soaked in water. (To be continued......)