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Chapter 45: My name is Zombie Dragon

"Hello, Brother Nian, I scared you. I didn't mean to do it. It's just that I was dropped from mid-air by someone sent by our city lord. I was a little dizzy for a while. It wasn't until just now that I calmed down. But who knows, it happened to be at this time

You just came, and you already know what happened next without me having to tell you, haha." A silly voice suddenly said from behind the coffin board.

This coffin board is really different from that urn. As for the urn, I even stood there for a long time without even grinning. But lifting this coffin board is like lifting a large wardrobe.

To be honest, it’s so exciting! It’s not that I don’t want to push it away, but I’m really powerless now. You know, the length of a person’s arm has a fixed value. This is true for people, and zombies are no exception.

, so what I am bearing now is two forces, because the whole body of the man behind the coffin board is lying on the coffin board! I want to push them away with force, but I can't borrow enough force to push them away!

"I said, sir, I know what's going on. Can we lift the coffin board first and then talk? If you hold on for a while, I won't be able to hear your explanation!" After that, my knees

It curved downward again.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. My name is Corpse Dragon, and I have the courtesy name Chou Mo. I am one of the Eighteen Shura Corpses, and I am also their captain. On the order of the city lord, we will officially become your subordinates when you reach level seventy.

! But before that, all we can do is help you defend this gang territory! Please forgive me for the inconvenience!" Before he finished speaking, Corpse Dragon had already easily picked up the coffin board and threw it away.

Under it, a piece of wall was blown away by it.

At this time, I really saw the true face of the Corpse Dragon. What kind of face was it? It is impossible to describe its uniqueness in ordinary words. Using the word "infested with flies" on it is simply childish.

!

After retching twice, I turned away, grinned and said calmly: "Corpse dragon, I'm not talking about you, the rotting sewer mermaid is not as disgusting as you! Can we be any more disgusting? In the city lord's view

I never saw you showing such an animal side back then! What are you doing now? Are you just trying to disgust me because of your sincerity?"

The corpse dragon covered his face in fear and sobbed in pain: "Brother Nian, you misunderstood me. Uh, no, I seem to be dead. Then, Brother Nian, you really misunderstood me. I am not in the coffin."

Is it suffocated in the coffin? The air in the coffin is not circulated, and it is stuffy and hot, plus I shed some corpse oil. When these external factors and internal factors are combined! Oh! I have cysts! In fact, to be honest, under normal circumstances, I

He's still quite handsome. In the world of corpses, who dares not give a thumbs up when mentioning me?"

I glanced at the corpse dragon, retched a few more times, turned away again, and said: "Corpse dragon, what you said is more disgusting than your corpse!"

After hearing what I said, Corpse Dragon burst into tears and cried, "Brother Nian! Can you tell me who else can speak more hatefully than you?"

"Corpse dragon, please stop crying. You don't know that what you are crying is not tears, but corpse oil. The smell of this thing comes out. If you inhale it, it will hurt your lungs!"

"Thank you Brother Nian for your concern."

"You misunderstood, I meant hurting my lungs."

I used verbal stimulation to stop the corpse oil from spreading. The corpse dragon stopped crying and applied a handful of corpse oil. It didn't matter if he didn't apply it. This application actually brought out his eyeballs and hung them outside his eye sockets.

His eyes are so alluring, it makes me want to step on them like ping pong balls.

By this time my stomach had calmed down, at least it wasn't as excited as it was when I saw the corpse dragon just now!

I narrowed my eyes and looked directly at the corpse dragon. I suddenly pursed my lips and smiled and said: "Long Zai, your eyeballs were crushed by being stepped on. Can you still soak them with hot water?"

The corpse dragon shook his eyeballs hanging out of his eye sockets, licked his big black teeth that had begun to rot, and said with a naive smile: "Although my brain has rotted, at least it is still a brain! Although

It is difficult for its speed to surpass that of Ben San, but after careful consideration and many aspects of thinking, I am convinced! It can do it!" After saying that, Corpse Dragon Huan Niu coaxingly pointed to his own eyeballs hanging outside.

I nodded heavily, pointed at the corpse dragon, shrugged my eyebrows and said with a smile, "Okay, you said it! I'll try it!" As soon as I finished speaking, I pretended to grab its eyeballs.

Seeing this, the corpse dragon hurriedly hid back, picked up the eyeball and stuffed it into the eye socket. Judging from the position, it was still a little off track. It was obvious that it was indeed panicked!

Seeing the corpse dragon's panicked look, I burst into laughter and said, "Why are you running?"

"Do you think I'm a fool? If you crush this thing and then soak it with hot water, it will hurt me a lot!"

After looking at the corpse dragon from head to toe, I thought to myself: 'How do these zombies think about problems in their brains? It seems that they have not thought about turning boiled meat into cooked food at all!' Chong Zombie Dragon

Shaking my head, I sighed and said, "Oh, I won't make trouble with you anymore. By the way, Longzai, when will you brothers come out?"

Corpse Dragon puffed up his chest, looked up in the air and said, "Then I guess we have to wait until night. Their cultivation is not as advanced as mine, so they have to wait until they have absorbed enough heaven and earth energy at night before they can come out. But don't worry, brother Nian, we definitely won't

I will miss your business, and I will defend Duzun Tower to the death!"

At this moment, the thin man rushed in uneasy. After seeing the appearance of the corpse dragon, the thin man's face immediately turned the color of pig liver. He retched a few times from a distance. The thin man turned his head and pointed.

I yelled from the direction where the Corpse Dragon and I were: "Nian Ye, run! Let me blow it up! Hey! Monster, don't hurt anyone!" After that, the thin man had already started to summon the 'Bomb Man'!

"Skinny Master, hurry up and collect your magical powers! This is the corpse soldier we bought at the City Lord's Mansion!"

After hearing this, the thin man stopped working on the spell and walked towards me slowly. As he walked, he looked at the corpse dragon. He didn't dare to relax at all and came to my side. The thin man hurriedly hid behind me. After a while,

, the thin man suddenly pointed at the corpse dragon and cursed: "What the hell are you? Is there anything in this world that is more miserable than you? Did this face get run over by a train or something? How did you destroy it?

Is that so? Even if you throw sulfuric acid at you, it may not have the same effect. If you look like this and come out in broad daylight to scare people, are you talking about professional ethics? And there is something about you, you were made by

Was it killed by a Sumatran rat monkey? Why are the cysts like this? To be honest, you are the superman of the corpse world. Don’t get me wrong, I am commenting on the appearance champion, and I am commenting from the bottom position. Although my profession is...

Ranken, if you want to resurrect the corpse, just send it directly to the crematorium like you! I won’t even take a look! And......................

..."

Just when the corpse dragon heard the thin man say the three words "Franken", he suddenly froze. After a while, he suddenly murmured: "Dad!"

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