King of the Night
Chapter 91
Just now, I killed three people and got a space ring. There are no good things like career scroll in it, but there are some materials I don't know whether they are from creatures in the secret place or Warcraft.
It seems that this guild must have a deputy professional leather armor division or enchantment division, but now all this is a cloud picture. The battle just now is just a small episode of his trip to the East. With the advancement of steamed stuffed buns, their combat effectiveness has been greatly improved again, especially when steamed stuffed buns are at their most energetic time, so they are naturally unwilling to waste time.
The hunting continued. Unknowingly, it was late. Yuntu suddenly found that he had come not far from the street where he met the half dead man the night before yesterday.
Do you?
Suddenly, the cloud picture thought of a very important point. The wave of zombies last night was too strange. Whether it was the suicide of the half corpse man was just a puzzle. In fact, it didn't die at all. It took one night to heal its wounds, and then it took another day to kill the zombies and advance to level 3. The half corpse man and the zombie were close relatives, If its rank is higher than green hair, maybe it can really hide its similar human breath, but it can control and even summon zombies.
Although this explanation is a little reluctant, if this explanation holds, there will be a reasonable explanation for the zombie tide to go straight to the Dragon butcher guild. The other party is looking for his son. After finding his own son, he will naturally no longer control the zombie tide and let them disperse freely.
"Don't look, come with me!"
Whether or not everything was what the cloud map had guessed, he decided to check the house where he spent the night the day before yesterday.
When they came to the street, sure enough, everything was very similar to what yuntu speculated. The streets were full of zombies, with a total of no less than hundreds.
The half corpse man is indeed a powerful creature. It can be so strong in a day. After countless clouds of life and death, seeing the situation of this street, it is enough to imagine how the dying half corpse man he saw the night before yesterday experienced a difficult battle and finally won in such a tide of zombies with hundreds of zombies.
If it were not for the fact that the number of half corpses is too rare, the whole earth would soon be ruled by them.
It's horrible!
Along the street, carefully return to the house where you spent the night that day, and then go upstairs one layer after another. On the fifth floor, sure enough, the body of the half corpse who committed suicide in front of the cloud picture that day is gone.
"Let's spend the night here tonight!"
Yuntu was convinced of his guess. Although he knew that the half corpse man would not come back, and even if he came back, yuntu and steamed stuffed bun were not its opponents, he decided to stay in the house for the night again.
The half corpse man is resurrected and the green wing is gone. To find the Green Wing, the half corpse man is the only clue. Yuntu believes that it can deceive itself and succeed in obtaining a glimmer of vitality under such difficult circumstances. Now it has stood at the peak of force. Before the generation of level 3 and level 4 zombies or Warcraft, there is almost no power to threaten its life.
As long as the cloud picture keeps getting stronger, one day he will meet the half corpse man again!
But is the fact really as the cloud picture imagined, but not necessarily. Speculation is always speculation. Even if the logical direction is not wrong, the details are inevitably different.
Just after yuntu and baozi settled down in the house where he spent the night the day before yesterday, Qingyi finally woke up after sleeping for more than ten hours.
"Where is this? Am I still alive?"
Looking at the white mosquito net on the bed and seeing the four pink walls through the mosquito net, she felt that everything seemed to be in a dream.
There was still a slight pain in her neck. She remembered that before she fainted, a woman with purple hair suddenly grabbed her neck.
Outside the house where Qingyi slept, Zitong grew up a lot after a day. Looking at the size of a five-year-old child, he felt that Qingyi had awakened. He gently pushed the door and came in.
Although his body has grown to the appearance of a five-year-old child, in fact, it has been less than two weeks since he was born. He has not completely learned to speak. He can only learn a few simple words. Among them, "sister" is the first word it learned, and then the second word is "mother".
"Sister, wake up -" came to Qingyi's bed, and he smiled very naive.
"Are you purple boy?"
Qingyi could hardly believe her eyes. Although she only held him for one day, the girl naturally liked the child. At present, the child was so similar to Zitong that she dared to speculate.
Zitong didn't answer, but smiled foolishly. Suddenly he seemed to think of something. He quickly took out a bottle of milk soaked in milk from the ring on his finger and handed it to Qingyi's mouth.
Of course, the ring on his hand was Qingyi's. Qingyi fed him milk at least five or six times a day. He remembered that the milk was the best to drink.
"Are you really a purple boy?"
Qingyi was overjoyed and struggled to sit up from the bed.
"Yes, thank you for naming him!"
Last night, the woman with purple hair pulled another black woman who was at least 1.9 meters tall into the room.
Qingyi asked carefully, "are you Zitong's mother?"
"I can only be regarded as Zitong's aunt at most. She is Zitong's biological mother!" The purple haired woman answered calmly.
"Thank you -- thank you --"
The black faced woman next to the purple haired woman opened her mouth and swallowed three words.
"Your vocal cords don't seem to be very good. Do you want me to cure you?"
Qingyi is a priest. She can clearly feel the obvious difference between the two people in front of her and normal people. However, the purple haired woman seems to be short, but she is actually much stronger than the tall black faced woman.
"In your eyes, are we still normal humans?"
The purple haired woman asked, a trace of doubt in the eyes of Qingyi had been noticed by the other party.
"At the end of the world, zombies prey on human blood and become stronger. Human beings hunt zombie blood crystals and advance. People are no different from zombies!"
There was a half silence. Qingyi calmly answered the other party's questions with what yuntu had told him. Then there was the other party's long silence.
"You said you could treat it?"
Although the opponent has been promoted to level 3, he knows nothing about the professional skills of advanced human beings.
When he got down from the bed, Qingyi took back the space ring from Zitong's hand, then took out her willow stick, drew a rune in the air, and a faint light flashed out of the stick and disappeared into the throat of the black faced woman.
Each stage of the half corpse man has many similarities with the zombie. When it is black and stiff, it will be crusted. When it comes to green hair, it will gradually become soft, and then when it comes to purple hair, it will shrink back to the normal human size. However, its strength has nothing to do with height and weight, and it will become stronger step by step.
At the stage of blackness, the half corpse man's throat is too stiff and it becomes difficult to speak. Although a treatment of Green Wing does not help her in advance, it can soften her throat temporarily and feel very comfortable.
"Thank you - it's amazing -"
Black faced women can't speak completely smoothly, but it's much better than just now.
Seeing the magical professional skills of Qingyi, the purple haired woman was also interested, so she said, "try it on me!"
"There's nothing wrong with you, but I have another professional skill that can improve your overall ability!" Green Wing smiled and waved the willow stick again, using her rejuvenation technique.
After experiencing the magic of Green Wing, the purple haired woman smiled kindly and said, "it seems that it's really right not to kill you yesterday! My name is the king of falling ice. Follow me in the future and keep your life comfortable! "
Knowing that his situation is not up to him now, Qingyi can only smile and nod. When the woman who claims to be called the falling ice king turns and leaves, she suddenly feels that the name is so familiar!
"Ice king!"
"Ice king!"
"Ice king!"
After reading the name three times in her heart, Qingyi suddenly felt a little astringent in her throat. She thought of a person.
Although the other party is no longer a human body, and her appearance and temperament have changed significantly, the woman's intuition is terrible, and she has no doubt about the conjecture in her heart.
It was he
It seems that this guild must have a deputy professional leather armor division or enchantment division, but now all this is a cloud picture. The battle just now is just a small episode of his trip to the East. With the advancement of steamed stuffed buns, their combat effectiveness has been greatly improved again, especially when steamed stuffed buns are at their most energetic time, so they are naturally unwilling to waste time.
The hunting continued. Unknowingly, it was late. Yuntu suddenly found that he had come not far from the street where he met the half dead man the night before yesterday.
Do you?
Suddenly, the cloud picture thought of a very important point. The wave of zombies last night was too strange. Whether it was the suicide of the half corpse man was just a puzzle. In fact, it didn't die at all. It took one night to heal its wounds, and then it took another day to kill the zombies and advance to level 3. The half corpse man and the zombie were close relatives, If its rank is higher than green hair, maybe it can really hide its similar human breath, but it can control and even summon zombies.
Although this explanation is a little reluctant, if this explanation holds, there will be a reasonable explanation for the zombie tide to go straight to the Dragon butcher guild. The other party is looking for his son. After finding his own son, he will naturally no longer control the zombie tide and let them disperse freely.
"Don't look, come with me!"
Whether or not everything was what the cloud map had guessed, he decided to check the house where he spent the night the day before yesterday.
When they came to the street, sure enough, everything was very similar to what yuntu speculated. The streets were full of zombies, with a total of no less than hundreds.
The half corpse man is indeed a powerful creature. It can be so strong in a day. After countless clouds of life and death, seeing the situation of this street, it is enough to imagine how the dying half corpse man he saw the night before yesterday experienced a difficult battle and finally won in such a tide of zombies with hundreds of zombies.
If it were not for the fact that the number of half corpses is too rare, the whole earth would soon be ruled by them.
It's horrible!
Along the street, carefully return to the house where you spent the night that day, and then go upstairs one layer after another. On the fifth floor, sure enough, the body of the half corpse who committed suicide in front of the cloud picture that day is gone.
"Let's spend the night here tonight!"
Yuntu was convinced of his guess. Although he knew that the half corpse man would not come back, and even if he came back, yuntu and steamed stuffed bun were not its opponents, he decided to stay in the house for the night again.
The half corpse man is resurrected and the green wing is gone. To find the Green Wing, the half corpse man is the only clue. Yuntu believes that it can deceive itself and succeed in obtaining a glimmer of vitality under such difficult circumstances. Now it has stood at the peak of force. Before the generation of level 3 and level 4 zombies or Warcraft, there is almost no power to threaten its life.
As long as the cloud picture keeps getting stronger, one day he will meet the half corpse man again!
But is the fact really as the cloud picture imagined, but not necessarily. Speculation is always speculation. Even if the logical direction is not wrong, the details are inevitably different.
Just after yuntu and baozi settled down in the house where he spent the night the day before yesterday, Qingyi finally woke up after sleeping for more than ten hours.
"Where is this? Am I still alive?"
Looking at the white mosquito net on the bed and seeing the four pink walls through the mosquito net, she felt that everything seemed to be in a dream.
There was still a slight pain in her neck. She remembered that before she fainted, a woman with purple hair suddenly grabbed her neck.
Outside the house where Qingyi slept, Zitong grew up a lot after a day. Looking at the size of a five-year-old child, he felt that Qingyi had awakened. He gently pushed the door and came in.
Although his body has grown to the appearance of a five-year-old child, in fact, it has been less than two weeks since he was born. He has not completely learned to speak. He can only learn a few simple words. Among them, "sister" is the first word it learned, and then the second word is "mother".
"Sister, wake up -" came to Qingyi's bed, and he smiled very naive.
"Are you purple boy?"
Qingyi could hardly believe her eyes. Although she only held him for one day, the girl naturally liked the child. At present, the child was so similar to Zitong that she dared to speculate.
Zitong didn't answer, but smiled foolishly. Suddenly he seemed to think of something. He quickly took out a bottle of milk soaked in milk from the ring on his finger and handed it to Qingyi's mouth.
Of course, the ring on his hand was Qingyi's. Qingyi fed him milk at least five or six times a day. He remembered that the milk was the best to drink.
"Are you really a purple boy?"
Qingyi was overjoyed and struggled to sit up from the bed.
"Yes, thank you for naming him!"
Last night, the woman with purple hair pulled another black woman who was at least 1.9 meters tall into the room.
Qingyi asked carefully, "are you Zitong's mother?"
"I can only be regarded as Zitong's aunt at most. She is Zitong's biological mother!" The purple haired woman answered calmly.
"Thank you -- thank you --"
The black faced woman next to the purple haired woman opened her mouth and swallowed three words.
"Your vocal cords don't seem to be very good. Do you want me to cure you?"
Qingyi is a priest. She can clearly feel the obvious difference between the two people in front of her and normal people. However, the purple haired woman seems to be short, but she is actually much stronger than the tall black faced woman.
"In your eyes, are we still normal humans?"
The purple haired woman asked, a trace of doubt in the eyes of Qingyi had been noticed by the other party.
"At the end of the world, zombies prey on human blood and become stronger. Human beings hunt zombie blood crystals and advance. People are no different from zombies!"
There was a half silence. Qingyi calmly answered the other party's questions with what yuntu had told him. Then there was the other party's long silence.
"You said you could treat it?"
Although the opponent has been promoted to level 3, he knows nothing about the professional skills of advanced human beings.
When he got down from the bed, Qingyi took back the space ring from Zitong's hand, then took out her willow stick, drew a rune in the air, and a faint light flashed out of the stick and disappeared into the throat of the black faced woman.
Each stage of the half corpse man has many similarities with the zombie. When it is black and stiff, it will be crusted. When it comes to green hair, it will gradually become soft, and then when it comes to purple hair, it will shrink back to the normal human size. However, its strength has nothing to do with height and weight, and it will become stronger step by step.
At the stage of blackness, the half corpse man's throat is too stiff and it becomes difficult to speak. Although a treatment of Green Wing does not help her in advance, it can soften her throat temporarily and feel very comfortable.
"Thank you - it's amazing -"
Black faced women can't speak completely smoothly, but it's much better than just now.
Seeing the magical professional skills of Qingyi, the purple haired woman was also interested, so she said, "try it on me!"
"There's nothing wrong with you, but I have another professional skill that can improve your overall ability!" Green Wing smiled and waved the willow stick again, using her rejuvenation technique.
After experiencing the magic of Green Wing, the purple haired woman smiled kindly and said, "it seems that it's really right not to kill you yesterday! My name is the king of falling ice. Follow me in the future and keep your life comfortable! "
Knowing that his situation is not up to him now, Qingyi can only smile and nod. When the woman who claims to be called the falling ice king turns and leaves, she suddenly feels that the name is so familiar!
"Ice king!"
"Ice king!"
"Ice king!"
After reading the name three times in her heart, Qingyi suddenly felt a little astringent in her throat. She thought of a person.
Although the other party is no longer a human body, and her appearance and temperament have changed significantly, the woman's intuition is terrible, and she has no doubt about the conjecture in her heart.
It was he