Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 490: The Long Kneel

The third eye in the air is opposite, and the air at this moment is a little clotted.

It's like a sudden silence in water droplets that clot the air.

But the atmosphere solidified, and it didn't last long, and the first to ask was the King of the Dead.

The corpse king said quietly, "She? No rush. I keep it for other uses. ”

The single-eared old man's eyes sparkled. Oh, yeah?

It is true that the corpse king did not really treat the connector postgraduate sincerely. Before that, it seemed like a long time ago in the palace. He also said that he wanted to arch his hands to let the body of the sun travel. Old Single Ear really suspected that the corpse king would be so kind from the beginning?

At this moment, listening to the King of Corpses, he immediately turned a blind eye and grinned.

It seems that the king of corpses does intend to renew the body of the day traveler, but what the king of corpses intends to renew is the girl doll in the palace and the day traveler.

Only the King of the Dead knows why he did it.

Now that the corpse king retains the doll in the palace, there is only one person left to choose the flesh in front of him... the old man's eyes flashed.

This time, however, the one-eared old man was mistaken, and the corpse king did not look at him, but turned his head in the other direction.

“Brother Yamada, did you just say that the flesh tissue you sensed was in that direction? ”

The corpse king seemed to see through the fog, and the direction he was looking for was exactly what the old man with the sole ear had said about sensing the position of the eye.

Old man Single Ear said, first a little surprise, then the bloodline Lin Lin, like a piece of flesh torn out, nodded with a murderous breath: “Not bad, that's the way, I can feel it, he's not far away. ”

“I'd be happy to kill my enemies on my behalf. ”

“Dead King, do you need me to follow you? ”

I don't know!

Old Single Ear just finished, no sign, poop!

Flash to your knees again, kneeling heavily, bang, kneeling out of the pit on a hard slab.

Old man with one ear: “…”

Corpse King: "…”

Old man Single ear silenced for a second or two, then the hoarse voice was slightly embarrassed and said: “Dead King, if I say… I am just now, like Dead King, flashing to my knees again, wondering if the Dead King believes in my integrity? ”

At this time, both of them, their faces revealed a heavy colour.

“It smells weird! ”

Something unusual must have happened to the demon.

Two people in a row, both in the same place, were in continuous accidents, and they all noticed the scent of false luck in front of them.

The two began to discolor and retreat.

Pfft!

Pfft!

The old man knelt several times in a row, causing him to vomit blood and die of indignation.

Even a corpse king is no good. Just take a few steps and flash to the waist.

When the corpse king was 10 meters away, his lumbar disc protruded before finally healing. However, the old man was less fortunate and his knees seemed to have grown on the ground and he could not kneel.

“Wang Wang, I'm afraid I can't go after the hateful enemy with Wang Wang Wang, but I must get my stolen eyeball back for one thing. ”

With his own eyes, he disappeared into the fog. At the moment of total loss of sight, the uni-eared old man, who could not kneel, looked in the direction of the king's departure and revealed his murderous intentions uncovered on his face.

At this point, he turned his head back and glanced down at the scent of fortune.

The scent of fortune is burning out.

The old man with a single ear stood up cold on his face.

There is no such thing as kneeling before.

Turns out, the old man pretended intentionally to trick the King into trusting him and deceiving him. There is an idiom that tells the big husband to bend over.

What if you can't even kneel?

The single-eared elderly may have misinterpreted the idiom as bendable to their big husbands. The ancient people described bendable to stretch, not to say that they could not raise their knees on the ground.

It's not called benevolence!

It's called slavery!

At this moment, Old Single Ear took the queen of corpses and was ready to return to the palace, intending to kill the girl before eating.

He has coveted the girl's body for a long time since he first saw her.

He had already seen that the girl's body, from below her neck, was a hundred-year-old female corpse. The corpse had a lot to offer, otherwise it would not have been carried by the necropolis all the time.

The corpse king seemed to take care of the newborn.

He had long seen that, in fact, the Corpse King was in control of the girl.

By this stroke, after he solved the young woman's connector in the hall, even if the king returned, he would no longer be afraid of the king.

Old Single Ear confidently, in front of the Japanese travel envoy and dragon balls, a small next-generation connector, the corpse king did not immediately turn against him.

And when he got what he wanted, the first thing he wanted to kill was to piss off his corpse king several times.

Just before the single-eared old man was ready to enter the palace, he hesitated to see that only his eyes would be extinguished. The last point would extinguish the fragrance of fire, intending to collect the ashes and bring them back to the island country to study the fragrance of fortune.

The single-eared old man was cunning, and he waited until the fire had finally burned out before walking cautiously past.

It's just that... at this time, the last burnt ash hasn't completely landed, and suddenly the single-eared old man is approaching!

Pfft!!

A thunderous noise struck the ground slightly, a pair of single-eared old men smashed their knees to the ground and kowtowed to the fragrance of fortune.

Single-eared old man's face is as dark as a pot bottom.

It's not a fake this time! My knee hurts!

It wasn't until this moment that the scent of fortune really burned out.

……

On the other side, the corpse king chased him out not far away, with a uni-eared elderly man pointing him in the direction, and he soon discovered something ahead.

In the fog, there was a blurry shadow, with fat hips twisting and moving.

The King of the Dead approached and found that there was only one goat in the ruins with horns, like an ordinary goat in the ruins looking for fat grass to eat.

No sign of anyone.

He looked down, and naturally he couldn't find a sheep to carry on his body.

“That Yamada didn't expire, so he followed his lead and found someone. Now that the pet is here, the weird young man in the robe must be nearby.” The King of Corpses is now cold.

Goats are extraordinary. They converge and hide deeply, falling into the eyes of a corpse king is just the shadow of an ordinary animal with little strength.

Goats don't talk, animals don't talk, which is unusual.

It's very well disguised, like a goat who's been separated from his master because of greed, and is still looking for grass to eat.

But just as the corpse king turned around and turned his back to look for the goat, he looked like a regular goat looking for grass to eat, and suddenly people stood up, Duang! Duang!

To the waist of the corpse king are two hooves.

Boom!

In the face of the insidious goat attack, the necrotic flesh of the lower half of the body, which was already overburdened, was directly blown into black poisonous blood.

“Mom sells a batch of salted fish hammers marinated in herring cans. People look weird and fail. Who are you calling a pet? Have you ever seen such a handsome sheep's pet in your life? ”