Relos stared at Bo Jichen, who had severed the quantum computer, with his dark eyes: "Fu Huan, you are a water-type ability user from the Red-Eyebrowed Bandit Fleet. What is this bead you mentioned?"
Bo Jichen replied to his emperor, "The Conch Shell Golden Pearl!"
Leilos frowned slightly: "The Conch Golden Pearl can cure all poisons. Is Fu Huan, with his big beard and strong build, a mermaid?"
Bo Jichen nodded: "If I'm not mistaken, he is the priest of the Merfolk, and his identity is not simple!"
Without a second thought, Relos blurted out, "His identity is not simple. Could he be the High Priest of the Merfolk?"
Bo Jichen was taken aback, then looked at his emperor and said, "It's very possible."
Relos met his gaze and said with a troubled expression, "It can't be true, can it? Merfolk are known as the most beautiful race in the Abel Galaxy, with magnificent fishtails and stunningly beautiful faces. The High Priest's appearance is even more breathtaking. Fu Huan, he..."
Bo Jichen got up from the ground, sat on the bed, casually scooped up his own emperor, and fell down with him, gently biting his earlobe, his eyes swirling with desire: "Darling, you haven't seen his true face beneath his stubble, how do you know he's not a beauty of unparalleled grace?"
A tingling sensation ran through his earlobe, and Leilos tried his best to recall Fu Huan's true face beneath his stubble-covered features.
When he came to his senses, the belt of his robe had been untied, his hands were bound, and his chest and waist were exposed.
Bo Jichen, like a big cat that had successfully stolen fish, began to nibble away at his big fish bit by bit, peeling off its skin and bones and swallowing it whole.
Agares successfully obtained the beautiful conch shell pearl and ran towards the place where his young wife had left.
Jiang Si walked in the darkness, passing through areas covered with withered grass, until she came to a grove of low bushes. She sat down in the bushes and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, braced her hands on the ground, and in the darkness, the green of the shrubbery withered rapidly.
The replenishment of energy did not improve her complexion, nor did it alleviate the poison in her body.
She scorned herself: "Jiang Si, Jiang Si, it's not easy to seduce a beautiful woman, you're almost risking your life!"
"Here you go!" The little zombie king pulled out a finger and reluctantly offered it to her: "Eat it!"
By the moonlight, Jiang Si saw the fresh finger in front of her and clicked her tongue: "Little darling, different species eat and drink different things. I don't like this stuff. You eat it!"
"Same!" The little zombie king blinked his red eyes and looked at Jiang Si expectantly, correcting her, "We are the same!"
Who is like him?
There was only a little zombie virus in his body.
"I won't eat the same thing!" Jiang Si pouted, like a sulking child: "I like to eat the stuff in your heads. If you think I'm like you, take me to your royal-level boss here!"
"But don't worry, as long as you lead me to him, the little treasure inside his head, you and I will each have half of it!"
If there are King-level zombies, there are also Emperor-level zombies.
The real Yanliu has not yet appeared.
The Emperor-level zombie is not far from here.
Yan Liu's true form has disappeared without a trace; she is either being controlled by a royal-level zombie or is currently engaged in a fierce battle.
"Give me half?" The little zombie king's dirty face came to life.
Jiang Si raised an eyebrow, like a strange aunt, holding a small candy and tempting the child: "Yes, as long as I find your kind of royal-level, and dig out the big treasure inside his head, I'll split it with you!"
"Honey, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, you absolutely mustn't miss it, or you'll never have another one!"
The zombie race can level up faster by consuming crystal cores of a higher level than themselves.
However, very few low-level players dared to provoke high-level players, and those who did were all killed.
The little zombie king thought for a moment, then put the fresh finger that was supposed to be given to Jiang Si into his mouth. With a crunch, he bit off the finger. After chewing it, he stood up.
Jiang Si got up and followed the little zombie king in the darkness.
A human and a zombie walk through the low bushes.
Three hours later, we arrived at a bamboo forest.
Each bamboo stalk seems to have mutated, resembling a tree rather than a bamboo stalk.
Looking into the bamboo grove from the outside, it was completely dark inside, as black as a wild beast with its jaws wide open.
Jiang Si stepped in and suddenly realized that she was walking on a path, a path made of piled stones.
The path meanders like a long snake, winding its way into the depths of the bamboo forest, where a bamboo house with a fenced yard stands!
Two red lanterns hung on the door of the bamboo house, moving automatically in the still bamboo forest.
"Swish, swish, swish!" Several sounds, like reptiles rubbing against dry bamboo leaves, rang out.
Ignoring the swishing sound, Jiang Si pushed open the gate to the fenced yard, and as soon as she stepped inside, her ankle got tangled.
The thing that had wrapped around her ankle climbed up her leg and reached her left wrist, where it became a beautiful green bracelet that clung tightly to her wrist, concealing the wound on it.
Jiang Si casually touched the beautiful green bracelet: "Yan Liu, you've failed. Your branches will laugh at you!"
That's right, the beautiful bracelet that turned on her left wrist was Yan Liu herself. She couldn't defeat the Emperor-level zombie, so she was seeking some consolation.
"He's very strong, and he's waiting for me?" Jiang Si asked Yan Liu, based on the feedback she received. "He's waiting for me in the bamboo house, that's interesting!"
As Jiang Si spoke, she quickened her pace, crossed the fenced yard, and arrived at the bamboo house.
The moment my hand touched the bamboo door, it creaked open.
A tall, thin man with a face as white as paper, eyes as red as blood, and a young, handsome man dressed in a black shirt, looking like a vampire, sat at a bamboo table. He curled his pale lips into a smile, stared intently at Jiang Si, and said in a hoarse voice, "China's number one female superpowered warrior, I knew it was you as soon as I smelled your blood. 3,000 years have passed. How are you?"
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