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Chapter 380 Poor Aning

The Corpse Turtle King is an extremely long-lived insect.

Even, under the research of Queen Mother Xi, it was hybridized with the cockscomb snake that is unique to Snake Marsh Ghost Town.

The Corpse Turtle King, Cockscomb Snake, and Meteor Jade, these three possessors have magical powers that are combined in a wonderful way. This is the Corpse Turtle Pill.

This is also the Queen Mother of the West's highest achievement regarding immortality.

With the help of the nearly immortal Corpse Turtle King in this natural state, it can continuously re-engrave memories in the human brain. The Cockscomb Snake's ability can continuously shed skin and regenerate people. In addition, meteorite can give the appearance of immortality, which is enough to achieve this.

The purpose of immortality!

And as a price——

First of all, there is no way to break away from the restrictions of the meteorite, and secondly, the head of the immortal person... has already been filled with the eggs of the corpse king.

If someone cuts open the head of a person who has achieved immortality through this method, they will find that the inside is exactly the same as the bloody corpse below.

Therefore, in Hu Ming's opinion, the Queen Mother of the West was very cruel to him.

At least, Hu Ming cannot accept this kind of immortality.

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...

The deck of this sunken ship is full of broken cracks.

In front of Hu Ming, there was a crack that was huge enough for one person to pass through.

At the edge of the crack, there are still fresh, not yet dried blood stains, as well as some fragments of flesh and blood.

After thinking for a while, Hu Ming jumped straight in along the crack.

This ship was used to transport the Corpse Turtle King to the Queen Mother of the West, and it was a very important existence.

Therefore, the wood of the ship must be an extremely precious wood thousands of years ago.

Despite thousands of years of wind, sun, and rain erosion, this ship has never completely decayed.

Once inside, the mud on the hull of the boat doesn't fall off easily.

There is a lot of space inside this ship, but now it is almost filled with mud and gravel, and there is only a small passage for people to walk on it.

Judging from the traces of this passage, it was dug out recently.

If it is just for shelter from the wind, then being under the cliff is enough.

There is no need to climb up in the sandstorm and painstakingly dig out a passage to the interior of the cabin.

Obviously, there must be something wrong with those who show up here after disappearing!

Hu Ming frowned, hunched over and crawled sideways through the blood-stained passage, crawling forward about seven or eight meters.

A downward opening appeared in front, and below was the cabin space.

Most of the space in the cabin was also filled with dry mud.

In the soil, you can see some scattered small delicate things from time to time.

Hu Ming unceremoniously swept a few items and threw them into his pocket, treating them as souvenirs.

Continuing to walk forward, suddenly, there were many broken limbs and broken arms on the ground, and some cloth was scattered around.

"Judging from the amount of meat, it should be enough for two people... part of it should have been torn into pieces yesterday, and the other part... is very fresh, it happened just now."

"The ones who didn't run away are the people who disappeared with the Caucasian people and the unlucky guy who just came up with the team doctor."

After a few glances, Hu Ming had already made a judgment.

Moreover, there were densely packed small and strange wounds on some of the minced meat.

It was as if someone had pricked it out with countless thin cow hair needles.

Seeing this, Hu Ming frowned slightly, then returned to normal in an instant and ignored these things.

Hu Ming turned his attention elsewhere.

In the corner, there were several black sealed clay pots lying there quietly.

The style is exactly the same as the broken clay pot on the deck.

These are the jars used to store and transport the Corpse Turtle King!

This is the interesting thing Hu Ming said.

Just as the blind man thought, Hu Ming thought that interesting little things that could kill time to explore were very fatal dangers to normal people.

Judging from the traces around them, these things should have been buried in dry mud long ago and were newly dug out.

"You will not live if you do your own evil..."

Shaking his head, Hu Ming sighed.

But it seems that "he" does have considerable information about the Mother Kingdom of the Western Queen.

Otherwise, the Caucasian people would not dig out this thing and take it out.

"Is it the stuff in here that killed my men?"

At this time, Aning's slightly depressed voice sounded from behind Hu Ming.

"Well, this is the thing that shouldn't be touched, this is the King of Hell that urges death."

Hu Ming picked up the toilet-sized clay pot with one hand, tossed it up and down, and said casually.

"...Hu Ming, let's talk about it. If this thing is so dangerous, can you put it down?"

"Honestly, I feel a little panicked when you throw it around like this!"

Subconsciously, Aning's eyes moved up and down following the clay pot, with a slightly panicked persuasion.

She also saw fragments of this clay pot on the deck, as well as the human head inside.

Damn it!

If Hu Ming accidentally caught it, it fell and was smashed.

The blood-red bugs inside were released. In such a narrow space, they had no place to escape even if they wanted to!

"Don't worry, I have a special physique. Even if the Corpse Turtle King is released, it will not come close to attack me. As for you..."

"Tsk, tsk, you have tender skin and tender flesh. I think the Corpse Turtle King will like you very much."

Hu Ming understood An Ning's eyes and smiled teasingly.

Glancing at the time on his watch, Hu Ming revealed a strange smile.

"..."

Aning's mouth twitched, feeling extremely helpless at Hu Ming's irresponsible words.

What does this mean? As long as you are fine, doesn't the life and death of others not matter?

"Let's go, there is no need to stay here any longer."

"Besides, Heixiazi and Tashi have also come to find us. It's time to go back."

Shaking his head and subconsciously taking a few steps away from the clay pot, Aning said softly.

Black blind man, Tashi!

The weird smile on Hu Ming's lips became thicker and thicker, and he glanced at Aning with pity.

The black blind man coming to find them means one thing.

Wu Sansheng had already arrived with his men, and with the cooperation of Heixiazi and the younger brother, Aning's men were under control.

Come to think of it, with Wu Sansheng's temperament, he should have been interrogating these people at this time, trying to find "his" people who were deeply hidden among them.

Poor Aning, she didn't know yet that she and her team had gone through so much trouble to get here, but their entire army had been wiped out before the rainy season.

Now, she is just a polished commander.


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