Scattered fish slipped through the net, but they could no longer gather any momentum.

The living corpse that Atractylodes had caused a serious problem was almost eliminated under a hail of arrows.

He never thought that things would be solved so easily.

Everything that happened was so dreamy that he suspected it was a dream.

While Wu Xian was chatting with the man, the living corpse nailed to the ground suddenly howled miserably.

"Zuo Zhao! Wu Xian!" It widened its pale eyes and roared repeatedly, "My father is the head of the Xu family in Gaoling, and we are both sons of aristocratic families. How dare you insult me?!"

"And you."

The living corpse turned to look at Baizhu with pity: "I remember your smell, bitch, I will eat you alive!"

"That's nonsense."

Wu Hui stamped his foot on it, crushing its skull until it cracked.

"You rebel against humanity and are willing to turn into a demon." The greasy man said expressionlessly, "Do you still think you can compare with us?"

Is it a demon?

Is this what human demons are like?

Bai Shu was stunned, ignoring the roar of the living corpse, and looked at it carefully.

Except for the pair of tricks, it almost looks like a living person.

Volunteer?

He thought again of these two words in Wu Hui's words.

The living corpse does not seem to be a human demon, what is the difference between the two, or what are the two?

The deepest doubts in my heart so far slowly surfaced.

Why would there be an outbreak of living corpses?

He looked at Wu Hui, who was full of obsession, and asked:

"Uncle Wuhui."

"Hmm." Wuhui wiped his saliva, looking confused, "What?"
Chapter completed!