"It should be...yes."
When Jiang Hanxi saw Wang Feng's smile, she inexplicably curled her alluring lips into a beautiful and charming smile.
Meanwhile, in the center of the town, a butcher, four or five meters tall, stomped his feet, making the ground rumble loudly.
Finally, he slowly ran to the hundreds of undead whose bodies were missing pieces of some part or more.
The four- or five-meter-tall fat undead patted his chest with lingering fear, his fat and pustules trembling with terror.
"What's wrong?"
At this moment, an old undead man missing an eye walked out of the crowd with a cane, looking at the fat undead man who was so frightened with some confusion.
"An immortal, a human at the Immortal Emperor realm!"
"What!?"
As soon as the pustule-faced fat necromancer uttered his words, a chorus of astonishment arose from the surrounding crowd, and a sense of panic began to rise within them.
"Eek! Eek! Eek! It's a human at the Immortal Emperor realm! Eek!"
At this moment, the four humanoid undead that Wang Feng and Jiang Hanxi had just seen also cried out in terror.
"Where's your mother?! If you keep 'yelling,' I'll rip out all four of your tongues and feed them to you..."
"Feed me! I want to eat! Hehehe!"
Upon hearing the annoying groan, an extremely angry voice burst into a tirade of curses.
But halfway through his rant, he was suddenly silenced by a little girl's voice.
*Smack!*
The middle-aged undead with only one hand raised his hand and slapped the little ghost girl who was about to eat his tongue away.
"Eat, eat, eat! I'll eat your *****!"
Tap~ Tap~ Tap~!
As the one-armed middle-aged necromancer finished speaking, footsteps and a surprised voice came from not far away.
"Oh my! Is this some kind of mass meeting for the elderly, weak, sick and disabled?!"
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