Qian Lin was silent. He really wanted to ask again.

Because he himself didn't think he could come back alive.

He went there with the intention of dying.

Zhou Buzhou's eyes suddenly became fierce: "That's a great dream. If I tell others about it, they will laugh at me, and you will be no exception!"

"If you come back alive, I'll tell you!"

Qian Lin's face was full of suspicion, and then he nodded heavily.

Afterwards, Qian Lin stood up and walked towards the oasis in an extremely ostentatious manner.

Zhou Buzhou closed his eyes and opened them again.

He did not go to Yang Zimei as planned.

Instead, he dug a small hole on the spot and buried himself in the yellow sand, leaving only his right eye exposed, staring intently in the direction of Qian Lin.

If things really come to that point, he must go and save Qian Lin.

The power of the double pupil in the right eye should be enough to save Qian Lin!

…

A dry wind blew howlingly.

Qian Lin felt very uncomfortable.

As for the tension...

He didn't know if it was a conditioned reflex, but whenever he got nervous, his thoughts would inexplicably shift to the dream Zhou Buzhou mentioned.

A great dream that will be laughed at?

What is it exactly?

Suppress all worlds?

Qian Lin was lost in thought as he walked forward step by step.

No movement.

He continued walking forward.

At this moment, the yellow sand under his feet suddenly loosened, and a long spear flashing with a cold light stabbed towards his thigh fiercely.

Qian Lin was horrified.

Almost instinctively, he quickly blocked the halberd with the long sword in his hand, and at the same time, his body quickly retreated.

The plan had taken into account the existence of some secret outposts in the Xia Gengshi Village, but at the beginning everyone thought that even if there were secret outposts, they would be deployed on the edge of the oasis.

I never thought that Xia Gengshi's secret sentry would be hidden under the yellow sand!

Aren’t these things brainless?

As he took three steps back, Qian Lin's face was gloomy.

His thigh was still scratched.

But he didn't care. He was here as bait to bleed, and his blood was meant to make Xia Geng's corpse transform into his head.

This will weaken Xia Geng's corpse's strength as much as possible.

Blood dripped down.

As soon as it landed, it sank into the yellow sand.

At the same time, eight corpses of Xia Geng rose from the surrounding yellow sand.

From the perspective of the breath of life.

These eight corpses of Xia Geng are all at the level of quasi-first-level practitioners.

The eight Xia Geng corpses were headless. Each of them held a shield in the left hand and a long spear in the right hand. Their feet were like plow points, which could easily overturn the soil.

The eight corpses of Xia Geng slowly surrounded Qian Lin.

The murderous intent is spreading.

Fear is also rising.

Qian Lin gripped the hilt of the knife tightly with his right hand, his face full of caution.

At this moment, the corpse of Xia Geng who had stabbed Qian Lin slowly retracted the halberd. It stretched out its left hand and wiped the tip of the halberd, leaving a trace of blood on it.

Then, it stuffed its bloody left hand into its belly button.

The next moment,

The aura from Xia Geng's corpse began to surge.

A red mist suddenly rose from its bare neck without a head.

Immediately afterwards, the red mist suddenly shrank and formed a head directly on its neck.

A head that looks exactly like Qian Lin's.

Exactly the same.

Uncanny valley effect.

Qian Lin was shocked.

Even though he had known that such a scene would happen, he was still shocked when he saw it with his own eyes.

At the same time, the other seven corpses of Xia Geng suddenly roared.

I don't know where the sound comes from, but they just roar for no apparent reason.

The Xia Geng corpse with Qian Lin's head suddenly turned around and glanced at the seven Xia Geng corpses: "Jijiligugua..."

Seems like they are communicating?

Then, the seven corpses of Xia Geng fell silent.

The next moment, the eight corpses of Xia Geng suddenly rushed towards Qian Lin who was surrounded in the middle.

Eight long spears slashed out.

Qian Lin was horrified and quickly raised the long knife in his hand.

The corpse of Xia Geng with Qian Lin's head on the opposite side sneered, but the long spear in his hand stabbed straight towards the flaw where Qian Lin's sword was.

This scene,

It was as if Qian Lin himself had passed the flaw to Xia Geng's corpse's long spear.

Qian Lin paused slightly.

He quickly retracted his sword and spun around, deflecting the eight long spears that were stabbing at him. At the same time, he turned around, gathered all his strength, and with the burst of true energy, he slashed at the headless corpse of Xia Geng behind him.

The headless Xia Geng corpse was caught off guard and could only use his shield to block the attack.

Bang!

The headless corpse of Xia Geng exploded and retreated.

Qian Lin's face turned pale, and the base of his right hand was cracked.

He wanted to withdraw.

But according to the plan, he had to ensure that the corpses of Xia Geng he was facing had transformed into his heads before he could retreat.

Otherwise this plan will be meaningless.

With a slight frown, eight long spears stabbed towards him again.

Qian Lin dodged again.

But with blockades in eight directions, he had no way of avoiding all positions. In addition, his true energy had already burst out once and could not burst out again in a short time.

With a crackling sound.

A sharp pain came.

Qian Lin lowered his head.

There was a long wound on the right waist.

Blood dripped down and slowly sank into the yellow sand.

However, the Xia Geng corpse that injured him retracted its halberd and, like the Xia Geng corpse at the beginning, smeared Qian Lin's blood on its belly button.

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