The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils

“Outside the Three Realms?” Ink laughs, and all zombies, whenever practicable, have inherited memories, which clearly show that they also need to abide by the Treaty. This zombie is still whining about himself. It's ridiculous.

After a noise, surname hissing and yelling, the two sharp fangs of ink gradually appeared in her mouth.

“You... you're a zombie too?” The man looked at the ink and sounded surprised, with a slight doubt in his eyes, "but why are you smelling like a mortal? I can't even see your fix!!! ”

The man bowed his head and looked up at him again, and there was an exciting light in his eyes, "You must have a magic treasure on you, you can get rid of the smell on the zombie, right? It has to be like this. It has to be like this. ”

“If I could get it, then I would go to the world to hunt humans, and I wouldn't have to be careful, and I wouldn't have to be afraid of those human monks. ”

He muttered to himself and raised his head suddenly, looking at the ink glazed eyes with a hint of greed, then the man ignored the pain, his hands crossed together, closed his eyes, his mouth rapidly reading the term, surrounded by a faint red light.

Men's clothes danced without wind, as the quicker he read the terminology in his mouth, the more ink they could see that, on the ground of the hall, that skull was shaking its head to try to escape from the ground, and his teeth were squeaking, and a pair of empty eyes were angry and looking at the ink glass and the parallax.

Ink dumped herself in shock. Now she has no magic treasure. There is also little power left in her body. Although not like before, she will faint by applying any method, but it is still not enough against the enemy, it is still such a strong enemy.

A greedy, bloodthirsty gaze shot into the ink glass, she looked up and saw that the man had opened his eyes and stared straight at the ink glass. He stretched out his dark tongue and licked the two pointed teeth that revealed him, coveting them and eager to eat the ink glass immediately.

“Ow--”

The large wolf body was about to occupy half of the palace, and the dark blue and bright fur was emitting dark blue light. The sharp fur claws were firmly rooted on the ground, touching the skulls of the few hissing mouths and squeezing them open and spilling black blood.

He howled his head upwards and blocked the ink behind him, then stared at the man in blue, but with some beast's last name.

The man's gaze was blocked, his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty red, and he stared grudgingly at Tianlang, seemingly spoiling his good deeds.

Then the man spread his hands and pushed them toward Tianlang. I saw the gradual thickness of the red light surrounding him. The thickness of the red light that he pushed toward Tianlang could drip blood.

Neither did Tianlang show weakness. He slapped his forepaw and flew forward, taking the man's blow. Half the sky, heavenly lanterns and intense red light intertwine their shadows.

Soon after hearing only one wolf howl, the red light in the middle of the sky gradually dissipated, revealing the figure of the body recovered by Tianlang, because the sword of the man had touched it a little before, now the man did his best to do this blow, although he broke it. But he himself was badly wounded, and immediately after that, Zhui fell from the sky helplessly.

Ink leaned over and caught a pale face in the sky, “Luang. ”

Is that the feeling of heartache?

Hearing the sound of ink, Tianlang opened his eyes painstakingly. His bright blue eyes were dim at this moment. He pulled the corner of his mouth weakly and smiled at the ink: “I'm sorry, I didn't get the plume. ”

“Are you... for me?” Ink was surprised, and she didn't expect Tianlang to fight for her life.

Tianlang only felt his eyelids were so heavy, so heavy, his body was losing strength towards the outside, and he gradually closed his eyes.

“Lang--!” As the ink shrieked, she held Tianlang up and sat down, then patted her hands on Tianlang's back, constantly inputting the few remaining powers into Tianlang's body, body and body.

When the man broke his best shot, he also spit out another breath of blood, and his body fell weak.

He barely stood up and poured all the pills in the bottle into his mouth. Then, the red light appeared and his breath was manic and violent.

“You.” The man pointed to the ink that was healing Tianlang, with a bloodthirsty glow in his eyes. “I see you're one of a kind, so spare your life. You consciously gave me that thing, otherwise...”

“Otherwise what? ”

Suddenly there was a loud and lazy voice outside the palace, but it could not conceal the powerful spiritual power it contained and swept past the men.

“Pfft...” The man had just recovered and vomited another breath of blood. He shouted to the outside of the temple, "Who, who? ”

“Labour is your ancestors. ”

Someone pounded a rough mouth, and the ink dipped in front of her, feeling the light in front of her, a long figure blocked her, “Nai stranger? ”

The ink poured in surprise and looked at the person, unable to help but shout.

“Don't get distracted.” Naiquiri glanced at the ink. Ink Dumpling reflected that she was healing Tianlang. With Naiwei, Ink Dumpling believed that it would be fine to deal with the zombie with only half his life in front of him. So she hastily stabilized the steady mind and continued to input magic into Tianlang's body.

Nai stranger frowned slightly, the ink dump is definitely not a life-for-life form, although it is not that serious, but it is also almost separated. Although he doesn't know much about the condition of the ink, he only knows that her breath is extremely unstable and her powers are weak.

Looks like... Nai stranger suddenly looks at a man not far away like a big enemy, his eyebrows picked gently, it seems that it must be resolved quickly. Otherwise, Nai is afraid that the ink will not hold up.

“You... who the hell are you!?” The man took two steps backwards, and the strong breath on the stranger scared him and made him feel that he was a firecracker, while the stranger was the sun and moon, how could the glow of the firecracker rival the light of the sun and moon?

Unless he is…

Nai stranger's eyes glanced, as the man was ready to speak out, he reached out, white light flashed, the man suddenly weakened, the magic around him gradually dissipated, he leaned back, the whole man leaned on the ground.

As he felt his life was about to dissipate, he saw a bunch of snowy, furry little things running towards him, and the man reached out his hand and softly called out: "Little flowers. ”

This voice, hard, was only shouted by his full strength.

Xiaohua's furry head arched the man's palm, his round eyes filled with self-reproach, the man saw Xiaohua's emotions, he touched his head and smiled softly: “I don't blame you, it's... I did it too deeply. Cough...”

The man coughed up another bite of blood, Xiaohua saw this, ran to the man's cheek, stretched out, powdered, tender ~ tongue, licked, licked the blood on the man's mouth corner.

“Hmm... Hmm...” Xiaohua whimpered, the stars sparkling in her eyes, a clear tear.

“Xiaohua, you... don't cry.” When a man sees a little flower weeping and his heart pumps, ready to lift his hand to wipe away the tears in his orbit, he can't lift it, he knows he doesn't have much time.

“Don't cry.” The more tears the man sees the little flower, the paler face is a little panicked and overwhelmed, "everything is what I want, don't cry. Don't cry.”

Suddenly, Xiaohua's body emitted a strong white light, forcing Naiwana to raise her hand to cover her eyes.

“Don 't--”

Only a man was heard screaming awesomely. Little flowers originally had a furry, circular body, gradually becoming a tiny girl figure.

Nai strange, his eyes were cold, he didn't realize that Xiaohua was also a demon, and he raised his hand to prepare to attack Xiaohua.

But I see little flowers shaking, like mirrored flowers and moons, as if they disappear at any time.

“Xiaohua, you... why, why!?” The man obviously saw Xiaohua like this, a little freaked out, and so excited, he coughed up some more blood.

“Brother Zombie, don't be angry.” Little flowers are not only hallucinating into human form at this time, but spouting, "which is also my choice. You've done enough for me all these years, and I've been meaning to say thank you personally. ”

“It is in this form that I did not expect.” Little flowers smile, seemingly sad and happy, "thank you, thank you for everything I've done, I know, it's not what you meant, you're just for me, to become such a bloodthirsty, grassmustard zombie. ”

“Enough.” The man suddenly growled and interrupted Xiaohua, not knowing where his strength was at the moment, he yelled at Xiaohua: “This is what I would like to do for you, I would like to do for you. Xiaohua, you have to get back to where you were. Your soul will soon dissipate. Hurry up and pretend I'm begging you for the last time, okay? ”

Speaking of which, men have long since stopped crying.

Xiaohua bent down and tried to wipe the tears off the man's cheek, but his hand penetrated through the man's cheek at the moment he touched it.

Men look sad, "Little Flower. ”

“As a matter of fact, how much I wish I could have listened to you at the time, and not walked that way, I wouldn't have done that either. Brother Zombie, you wouldn't have killed so many innocent people to get me back on my feet. ”

“It's all my fault. I'm the goddamn one! ”

“But, Zombie Brother, you know, how I wish, you've always been the first zombie brother I've ever met, kind, gentle, and sometimes stubborn. Not for me, losing you. ”

The man was already in tears, unable to speak, and his life was slowly fading away.

Sorry, chicks have been lazy lately. Get back to normal updates tomorrow. How dare you.