This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

Because Fu Shiyu had bitten the body before and it wasn't Karl's, those subordinates didn't pay special attention.

Just said a few approximate locations, so at this point Fu Shiyu is digging a grave.

Because the recently deceased have no identity, the subordinates are relatively casual to bury, there are no tombstones, just a flower planted on each dune.

Such flowers are common in graveyards in country E, translated as "fresh flowers” and used to bury dead people.

Fu Siyu even dug several earth mounds and did not find any attachments.

His emotions were getting out of control and his expression was getting crazier and crazier, and the disfigured woman looked at him in a heartbeat.

The boss had always denied feelings for Carl, and later even more so, that Carl was dead.

But it doesn't seem that way now.

The disfigurement woman worried that it would be useless for her to dissuade her, but she also helped Fu Shiyu 9 dig those graves together.

Because there are dozens of these new dirt mounds, Fu Shiyu digs alone, I'm afraid he won't be able to find them until dawn.

I don't know if she's lucky, but when she digs up the second mound, the disfigured woman smells a burning smell.

“Boss! I found it! ”

Wiped a rainwater on her face and ruined the woman's loud surprise.

Because of the special smell of black oil burning, she can be sure that this is Carl's corpse!

Fu Shiyu, who heard her from afar, rushed over almost the first time. He pushed away the disfigured woman and then pulled off the dirt with his bare hands!

Because of the rain, the soil is very sticky and almost impossible to get rid of.

However, Fu Shiyu was not affected at all. After he removed the soil, a box wrapped in black cloth soon appeared in the pit.

Fushiyu took the cloth off and opened it. It wasn't a big box.

“Boong Lung Lung...”

Thunder clamped with lightning, the wind whistled, the rain flashed instantly, the box in Fu Shiyu's hand just opened, the black powder in the box with the smell of scorching smell, instantly was blown away a clean.

“No!”

It's been so long, this is the first word Fu Shiyu said.

He tried to reach for the black gray scraps, but it was raining heavily and the wind was blowing, and the black gray scraps were either scattered or scattered in the mud on the ground, which was quickly washed with rain and melted into the earth.

In the pouring rain, Fu Shiyu was like a dirty beggar, he went crazy to grab the dirt, and his mouth was mumbling, and he couldn't hear what he was saying, and the rain covered him up.

The heartache of a disfigured woman, the boss, in her memory, was always a well-run, knowledgeable, very steady man, but at this time he seemed like a madman, trying to grab those things in the dirty mud, but nothing was gained.

Such a wretched Fu Shiyu, she has never seen it, nor would she like to see it.

Because she felt the boss was having a hard time, although he was cruel and harsh, but in that environment, people ate people, how could he be harsh?

He didn't collapse, it was already a miracle.

She doesn't know what anybody thinks, boss, but all she remembers is, in the flames, the man who said to her, "There's hope for life."

But at this point, when all the black gray scraps disappeared, Fushiyu knelt in front of the mud pit, like a puppet who had been sucked out of his soul.

The tears of the disfigured woman suddenly dropped. She reached out to hold Fu Shiyu and some swallowed: “Boss, cry, it's better to cry out! ”