Based on the situation just now, it seems that all supernatural beings killed by ghosts will become third-level ghost slaves.
Moreover, there is a qualitative change between the second and third levels.
A superpower who can unleash his powers unscrupulously and without fear of death is really terrifying.
I am afraid that those who have awakened three times may not reach this level.
And now... God knows how many such third-level ghost slaves there are in this city.
After all, there are a lot of superpowers in every city.
Just as Wang Ye was thinking, an angry voice suddenly sounded from behind him.
"Damn, you gave me the sap!"
Not far away, a young man holding his head stared at Wang Ye with splitting eyes, and his eyes were fixed on the shroud on Wang Ye's body.
Looking at the young man, Wang Ye frowned slightly.
In this kind of world, when you encounter a good thing, it is not shameful to snatch it.
If you don't have that strength, you have to accept your fate even if you get punched in the eye and die.
Just like the scarred man who snatched his Grimace Vine in the wasteland before, if you try to grab something, you have to be prepared to be killed.
Of course, if he couldn't deal with the scarred man at that time, it would be his own life.
In an environment where terror is resurrected, the law of the jungle is the strongest. This is the environment.
In such a situation, Wang Ye did not kill him and took away everything, which was already a kind act.
Now...
Is this guy looking for a place?
Wang Ye took a deep breath and stood up with a pale face, but staggered and almost fell to the ground again.
"So, you came to kill me?"
Looking at the middle-aged man, Wang Ye showed a faint smile, his eyes full of calm.
The young man looked at Wang Ye strangely as if he were a fool: "Are you crazy? Killing someone just for a treasure?"
"Are all people in the city so violent now?"
As he said that, the young man's face still looked a little ugly: "But you have to return the things to me, or I will let you know how powerful I am, Master Dao!"
The young man threatened weakly.
...
Wang Ye glanced at the young man silently and raised his brows slightly.
This guy seems to be quite naive in addition to his immature experience in the world of martial arts.
How did such a weirdo get so many good things and still survive to this day?
Wang Ye, who always thought he was not stupid, was somewhat confused at this moment.
and...
Master Dao, are you from Daocheng...
Wang Ye thought for a moment, then said calmly: "What if I don't pay it back..."
As he spoke, his face became paler, and he even coughed slightly.
The young man looked at Wang Ye and suddenly laughed gloomily, with a cold light in his eyes: "You won't pay back?"
"Then I don't want it, Taoist Master."
"It's not something too valuable."
As he said that, the young man lowered his head slightly and whispered to himself in an imperceptible voice: "Sure enough, the world outside is so dangerous..."
Then, as if he didn't want to weaken his momentum, he suddenly raised his head and glared at Wang Ye fiercely.
...
For some reason, Wang Ye suddenly felt guilty.
It seems...it's never good to bully children.
Looking at the young man, Wang Ye was slightly silent. Suddenly a murderous look appeared on his face. His pale face disappeared instantly and he rushed towards the young man at an extremely fast speed.
The young man was immediately frightened and froze on the spot.
Then...
A second-level ghost slave slipped over at some point and was punched by Wang Ye and his head was smashed into pieces.
The young man shrank his head and felt a chill.
After dealing with the ghost slave, Wang Ye's face seemed to turn pale again, and he coughed slightly.
The young man subconsciously thanked me, then remembered something, and said dissatisfiedly: "Give me a few more drops of Corpse Soul Water, and I'll be the one you snatched away."
"That thing is time-sensitive, so it's valuable!"
Looking at Wang Ye, the young man's voice became weaker and weaker.
Even the doll that had been following the young man tightly grasped the young man's trousers, with only one head exposed.
...
Is this thing called corpse soul water?
After gaining experience, Wang Ye silently took out the glass bottle from his pocket, opened the bottle cap with slightly trembling hands, and poured two drops on the young man.
Then he seemed to think of something again, and called Xiaosi over from far away, and applied another layer of wipes to her.
Xiaosi's body trembled slightly again.
The young man's eyes suddenly swept across Xiaosi's face.
The next second, he seemed to remember something and took two steps back suddenly, his eyes filled with fear.
"Fuck! Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!"
"This...how did this ancestor come from!"
"The Infinite Fucking Heavenly Lord is dead!"
As he spoke, the young man skillfully placed his backpack across his chest, opened the zipper, and took out items one by one.
A paper man holding a spear, a ghostly face sculpture, a blood-stained scarecrow, and finally, a blood-stained kitchen knife.
Seeing the kitchen knife, an imperceptible light flashed in Wang Ye's eyes!
It is made of the same material and style as my own boning knife.
Moreover, he had seen this kitchen knife in the scene where the boning knife was passed to him!
Could it be...
Wang Ye's eyes flickered slightly, and he silently took a step back, feeling a slight toothache.
This guy who seems to have some abnormal brains actually has more good things than himself...
For a moment, he couldn't control himself and wanted to hit this guy on the back of the head again.
The paper man landed on the ground and stood up flexibly. The spear in his hand glowed slightly, and blood slowly flowed from the eyes of the small sculpture with a ghost face.
The blood-stained scarecrow rushed out of the corridor and ran towards the outside of the hospital at an extremely fast speed.
but...
Xiaosi stood silently, motionless.
After a long time, the young man seemed to notice something strange about Xiao Si, and his eyes fell on Xiao Si's forehead, his face full of shock.
"I... Immeasurable Heavenly Lord."
"Good stuff."
As he spoke, the young man's eyes were filled with excitement, and he raised his hand to touch the nail.
Under Wang Ye's cold eyes, the young man retracted his hand weakly, as if he thought of something and felt distressed again.
"If I had known that this ancestor had been sealed, what kind of substitute would I have thrown at me, Master Tao!"
"So valuable!"
As he said that, the young man looked at Wang Ye resentfully. After noticing Wang Ye's eyes, he trembled and looked weakly at the floor.
"Ahem, are you from Daocheng?"
Wang Ye coughed twice and asked as if nothing had happened.
The young man nodded, a little frustrated: "The outside world is too dangerous."
"My ancestors really didn't lie to me..."
As he spoke, the young man sighed quietly.
After thinking for a moment, Wang Ye suddenly showed a sunny smile and gently patted the young man on the shoulder: "What is your name?"
"I am a senior member of Tianzhu. You will be much safer if you follow me."
"Even...I can help you fully enjoy the outside world."
At this moment, Wang Ye could faintly see the shadow of Zhang Ziliang in the expression he looked at the young man.
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