When 'Evil Su Qi' turned into a puddle of mud, it basically ended up in the northeast.
When the Zombie Inn cut through the sky and emerged from a cloud, the mountains in the distance suddenly appeared in front of a few people.
Every region is different. If the land of southern Yunnan is hot and dry, then this place is uniquely cold in the old forests of Northeast China.
The season is gradually approaching late autumn, but the thunder here is shaking, as if it indicates that a downpour is coming to this land.
Landing in a town, Yu Xianfang found a 'New Moon Zhai' here while filling his stomach. After obtaining some information, he returned to a restaurant.
"Eat quickly, I left it for you!"
"OK!"
Yu Xianfang laid a road map in his hand flat on the table and started eating. The other three people put their heads together and looked at the map.
"Well, we are here and Master Qianhe is there. There should be still three hundred miles between us."
After a comparison, 'Good Su Qi' was quite sure, while 'Evil Su Qi' held a toothpick in his mouth and said casually: "So, Qianhe hasn't died yet. This trip, we will also go to Changbai Mountain." I heard there are a lot of zombies there, but old man, what about you? Don't tell me that you ran out in such a hurry, you just came to save people."
The two Su Qi knew that Qianhe was going to suffer a disaster and died, but Uncle Jiu didn't know, so they rushed out of a possible danger for no other reason than that.
Unexpectedly, his thoughts were discovered. Uncle Jiu coughed and continued to eat the food: "A villain's heart should be used to judge a gentleman's heart. I have a deep relationship with Brother Qianhe. If he is in trouble, how can I be a teacher?" Just sit back and do nothing?"
However, his words were obviously a little subdued. Seeing this, in order to prevent Uncle Jiu from becoming angry, even 'Evil Su Qi' did not speak again.
However, as smart as they are, they may have guessed the reason.
Ignoring the two Su Qi winking there, Uncle Jiu felt extremely melancholy. On the one hand, he came out to meet Qianhe, but on the other hand, he had received a letter from Aunt Zhue and wanted to come to Renjia Town. Come on!
After not seeing each other for a long time, it was time for him to catch up with this junior sister, but she wanted to sleep with him at any moment. Such a good junior sister had somehow become more aggressive in recent years, so he had no choice but to come out and hide.
After the group had finished drinking and eating, they walked out of the restaurant without further delay and stood under the eaves. There were thunders in the dark sky and rustling rain falling on the ground. In the blink of an eye, it was pouring with rain.
Pinching his fingers in his hand, Uncle Jiu suddenly felt an unpleasant feeling rising in his heart. He took out several copper coins from his arms, deduced them for a while, looked at the hexagrams, and his face gradually became serious.
"Six Three: It's going to be hard... Qianhe's fate is erratic, like duckweed in the rain, unable to advance or retreat, that's not good!"
Click!
Winding lightning crossed the sky, exploding in everyone's ears, the rain became heavier and heavier, and thunder continued to roar in the dense black clouds.
"Let's go, I'm afraid his life is hanging by a thread!"
The zombie inn was flying around, directly traveling through the thunderclouds, the speed was turned to the extreme, and as it approached the location of Master Qianhe, both Uncle Jiu and the two Su Qi felt that there was a corpse energy rising into the sky. Unbridled outburst.
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Snapped!
A corpse flew out. Qianhe looked at his disciple angrily and distressedly. In just a blink of an eye, he was already dead.
"You guys stand back, and Wu Shilang, the prince has transformed into a corpse, I can only try my best to stop it, don't come again!"
Qianzhe was covered in wounds and yelled with a mahogany sword. But this time, the team transporting the prince's body was basically wiped out, and all his disciples were wailing on the ground. As for the entruster, Wu Shilang, he had already Stay away.
The sissy Wu Shilang originally wanted to reprimand Qianhe, but when he saw his prince standing on the coffin, roaring to the sky, even the terrifying lightning that fell on him had no effect at all. Instead, his mouth opened, no matter what Whether it was Yin Qi or thunder, they were all swallowed up.
This scene, in the eyes of everyone present, was extremely horrifying. Wu Shilang didn't want to scold anyone at this time. He ran away frantically, but a huge suction force directly made him fall back.
"My lord, no! I... ugh!"
The palm of his hand was inserted into Wu Shilang's body. In just a blink of an eye, all the blood in his body was swallowed up and dozens of people were absorbed. At this time, the zombie the prince turned into became extremely agile, and his eyes were spinning. At the same time, The mouth made intermittent sounds:
"This...King, is resurrected?!"
"Ah ha ha!!!"
Roaring to the sky, these ordinary silver thunders cannot hurt his body, and the terrifying momentum forcefully pushes away the surrounding rain.
hiss!
Throwing his last two remaining disciples into the distance, Qianzhe half-knelt on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood. This was using his life essence and blood. The sharp peach wood sword shone brightly, but his eyes became more and more intense. Bewildered.
"Mao Zhan peak? How is that possible?"
The first-year corpse transformation spans several levels and directly reaches the level of Mao Zong. What is this concept? Qianhe didn't know, but he stood up staggeringly, gritted his teeth and said:
"I have been loyal to the imperial court all my life and have never complained, Prince Zhuang. But today, even if it costs me my life, I will not let you cause trouble in the world!"
Turning around, the man known as Prince Zhuang had doubts on his zombie face: "How can you stop me?"
The moment Qianhe raised his hand and lowered it to Prince Zhuang, who was still far away, Qianhe's entire body sank, and with a click, the peach wood sword he tried to lift shattered.
boom!
Putting his foot on Qianhe's chest, Prince Zhuang wanted to twist his neck, but found that his body was still too stiff. He was a hairy zombie, not a flying zombie, or even a boneless one. If he wanted to continue to evolve, he needed to Drink a lot of blood.
"Your blood is good!"
A stiff voice fell on Qianzhe's ears. He struggled hard, but the blood in his body couldn't control the flow upwards. When his eyes were blurry, he suddenly felt his chest loosen and there was an exaggerated sound in his ears. is ringing:
"Hey, how much Shiquan Dabu Decoction do I need to eat to replenish my body? Donkey-hide gelatin or something like that, I wonder if that will work?"
"My boss, when it comes to blood replenishment, we'd better go to Ban Yue Zhai. Last time, the Ministry of Commerce heard that they had collected a lot of good blood replenishment remedies. They were originally intended for women. I thought they could be used on Taoist Master Qianhe, so he Take care of me first."
Yu Xianfang and 'Evil Su Qi' were communicating, while Qianhe breathed a sigh of relief and opened his eyes in confusion. He saw Su Qi actually beside him, but how could this be possible? The land in the northeast and the land in southern Yunnan are too far apart. It took him two months of walking to get here.
And the figure who is still fighting with Prince Zhuang in the distance is also Su Qi. Two Su Qi? Haha, I am really dreaming. When I come to the underworld and become a ghost city, do I have to recall the tragic battle again? Qianhe shook his head slightly, but his eyes opened wider and wider, gradually, full of disbelief.
"Two...two Su Qi? And senior brother?"
"It seems that he has woken up and his head is not broken!"
'Evil Su Qi' looked at the scene of corpses all around him and took a deep breath. The smell of blood made him even more excited. He stood up suddenly and jumped out with a lunge:
"Add me one!"
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