"Cough cough." Thirteenth round knocked twice, as if he was seriously injured, and said in a trembling voice, "Master Niu Gang, aren't you going to avenge your subordinates?"

Lao Lei, who was lying on the ground, had no breath. The old senior who was still majestic a while ago has now become an ordinary corpse, and the momentum of decades has disappeared.

No matter what kind of master is, he will always have a temper and earn some face after his servant is beaten to death, otherwise how can he set an example for others?

However, Ling Qingniu seemed to care about Lao Lei's life or death, and frowned: "He... is old, it's time to rest..."

Lao Lei was the master of Daxue Peak in the previous generation and has followed him for many years.

However, over the years, Lao Lei has not let go of his hatred for Daxue Peak. The reason why he is following Ling Qingniu is that he wants to find an opportunity to take revenge with his own hands.

Before Ling Qingniu's wings were full, Lao Lei did not find the opportunity. After Ling Qingniu really grew up, Lao Lei had no chance and could only live a life of vain.

The disputes in the court are more terrifying than grudges in the world. If you accidentally step into the abyss, maybe... wait a moment, Lao Lei will see the scene he wants to see.

Ling Qingniu did not expose this incident and still let Lao Lei follow him.

It’s not that he is open-minded, but he is a poor old man who lives in hatred for half his life, and he doesn’t want anyone to help him worship after he dies in vain, so as not to leave the hero in a miserable life.

There is no need to show this thought to outsiders, but it naturally feels a cool feeling when it falls into Thirteen's eyes: "Master Niu Gang, why does it seem dangerous to be your subordinates, and you need to work hard at any time?"

"Walking in the world, you have to worry about your life and life every day. Does the Murong Gang Master not have this awareness?" Ling Qingniu walked to Lao Lei, squatted down and brushed his face, covering his eyes for him.

"Of course not! I just want to be a person who is not so famous and live a peaceful life. I really can't do your conspiracies and tricks, and I don't want to get involved."

"I can promise to be your little brother, but can the Niu Gangmao give me a free job?"

Thirteen started bargaining when he saw the opportunity. He didn't want to wade into the muddy waters again when he came out. However, all his friends in the past were from the world, and when they met them, they would inevitably have something to do with the world. They were really helpless.

This request was not responded. Lao Lei seemed to die extremely nervous and was unwilling to close his eyes. Ling Qingniu sighed: "The grudges in the world cannot be settled at any time. If you want to live a peaceful life unless there is no world..."

People are like birds in cages, and they all yearn for freedom, and there is very enough freedom in the world, so it has become a place that many people yearn for, although it takes a lot of money to get this freedom.

What a wonderful thing freedom is that it will make countless people constantly pour into the world.

How could there be no Jianghu?

Ling Qingniu was once a scholar, and the world was his choice to enter halfway or forced.

Scholars all yearn for entering the court to become officials, and becoming officials is for peace in the world.

But now the people who feel that the world is in danger are their people. Ling Qingniu feels that what he has done is a bit ridiculous.

Lao Lei was unwilling to close his eyes, and Ling Qingniu had no choice but to get up, his arm was suddenly caught.

Looking down, Lao Lei opened his blood-red eyes wide open, and his fingernails on his white-green palms became extremely long.

"Ao!"

After roaring, Lao Lei pulled Ling Qingniu and bit him with his wide open mouth.

Ling Qingniu used his internal force, turned and twisted his arm, and pulled Lao Lei's arm apart, waved the long sword he held in his other hand to block Lao Lei's attack on the other side.

The poison of zombies itself is contagious, which is the most troublesome place to deal with zombies.

The people who went to wipe out the Red Blood Forest in the early years did not know this and rushed towards the zombie army without any preparation. Anyway, there must be some injuries caused by the melee, and no one took it seriously.

As a result, the fewer and fewer living people were fighting, and more and more dead people were fighting. I had to change the strategy and use some slow but safer methods.

Thirteen thought of this and hurriedly checked

Fortunately, he was shot away just now and was not caught by Yang Rongkun's claws, otherwise he would have to sit there and wait for death now.

At the same time, he also turned his attention to Yang Rongkun.

"Unless the head is blown, the zombie will not die. Uncle Master just got stabbed in the heart, so he probably won't..."

Thirteen thought about it this way, but it felt like someone was staring at him and looking for the direction. It happened to meet Yang Rongkun's red eyes.

A pair of…restored eyes!

While Ling Qingniu and Lao Lei were fighting together, Thirteen quietly slipped over to Yang Rongkun, but after walking a few steps, he stopped and whispered: "Uncle Master?"

"What are you doing?" Yang Rongkun glanced at him, hooked a trace of blood from his chest, stretched out his pale tongue and licked it, looking very intoxicated.

"come over."

Is this a living or a dead person?

If a living person is stabbed in the chest, he will definitely be done, right?

If it is a dead person, why would he speak?

Yang Rongkun just now lost his mind like an ordinary zombie. When he saw Thirteen, Liuqing slapped him away without recognizing it, and now he called him over...

Thirteen didn't want to be slapped again, and stood there and watched first: "Uncle Master... are you... still alive..."

"It's considered alive, but not alive." Yang Rongkun checked the changes in his body, as if he was appreciating some kind of artwork, "I didn't expect it to feel like this."

After Thirteen's senior sister died of a living zombie, Yang Rongkun began to be obsessed with studying the antidote to zombie poison. However, even though there are countless classics in Shennong Valley, there are still no records of related events.

There is no cure for this poison to be cured, not to mention that people cannot be resurrected when they die, so Yang Rongkun had to give up.

However, after contacting Lin Yanzhi, Yang Rongkun learned a higher secret of corpse poison - immortality!

People die because the qi in the body gradually dissipates, and once it is completely gone, they will die naturally.

However, the qi of the living zombie has obviously dissipated, but it can still move freely like a living person, but it only lacks the ability to think.

Yang Rongkun reads records in the book that there was a forbidden technique for refining people in Miaojiang!

The most common effect of this technology is to become a living zombie, and the most advanced effect is to be like a living person, but it can transform into vitality with medicine and make people immortal.

Legend has it that Emperor Qin wanted to live in this way and took many war criminals for experiments. Unfortunately, he died too early. Before this technique was completed, the Qin Dynasty was destroyed.

Thousands of years later, the only way to refine people was left was just a few words, and Miaojiang, who possessed this accessory technique, listed it as a forbidden technique and ordered anyone to conduct relevant experiments.

In the end, this technique was stolen by Mrs. Tiger...

Mrs. Hu is Lin Chixue’s wife... she should still remember it?
Chapter completed!