Chapter 223 Golden Silkworm, Wandering Corpse

"You dare to move me, my disciple Zhang Du'e?"

Just when I had given up resistance and was waiting for death, suddenly, a powerful voice came out in the blood mist, and then, I saw the blood mist surging, and a golden insect flapped its wings and flew out of the blood mist.

The speed of this insect was extremely fast, like a golden lightning, and it appeared in front of me in an instant, and then, with a "clang", it hit the dagger that was stabbing at me.

A bug colliding with a dagger was like hitting a rock with an egg in my opinion.

But to my surprise, after the collision, the golden flying insect was not only unscathed, but also knocked the dagger in Liu Quezi's hand away, and even made a sound of metal and stone when they collided.

"Is this... a golden silkworm?"

Liu Quezi was shocked, staggered back while holding his wrist, and then turned around to run.

But the next moment, he let out a scream, and then the whole person flew back like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the side with a "bang".

"What's going on?" I looked up in astonishment, and then I saw a white figure standing in the blood mist.

This was a woman in a white robe, her long hair flying up and down in the blood mist, covering most of her face.

And she actually exuded a strong aura of evil and death, and the pair of eyes hidden behind her long hair exuded a strange black luster.

She actually... had no

whites in her eyes! "Is this a... zombie?" My heart shuddered, and my eyes were full of confusion and shock.

"Dad!"

At this time, Feng Churan, who had fallen to the side, shouted in surprise, and as she finished shouting, I saw the golden little insect flap its wings and fly directly in front of Feng Churan, circling around her and starting to fly up and down.

"Xiao Jin, where is Dad?" Feng Churan's face was full of joy, and then she stretched out her hand and let the golden flying insect fall into her palm.

"Squeak!" The golden flying insect trembled and made a strange cry, and Feng Churan seemed to understand it. Her face lit up and she said, "Dad is here too, that's great."

After that, Feng Churan turned around and looked at me with a smile, saying, "Zhang Qianyu, we are saved. We don't have to die. My dad is here, and your master is here too."

Although she was smiling, tears were sliding down her eyes.

That smile was so sad, so pitiful, and it broke my heart.

An eighteen-year-old girl faced danger several times, and her heart did not collapse in the life-and-death crises. Her strength was enough to move people.

"This is the golden silkworm, my father's natal silkworm, very powerful." Feng Churan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "It's a pity that my natal silkworm has not awakened yet, otherwise, we wouldn't be so vicious!"

I gritted my teeth and said nothing. At this moment, the severe pain had overwhelmed me. My consciousness became heavier and heavier, and my eyes became more and more hazy.

I no longer had the strength to speak!

"Zhang Qianyu, what's wrong with you." Feng Churan gritted her teeth, and then slowly crawled in front of me, and then she actually picked up a knife and wanted to cut her wrist.

"Drink my blood, drink my blood quickly." After she finished speaking, she took the knife and cut towards her wrist, but I grabbed her.

Now, after losing blood, although she is still conscious, she is actually at the end of her strength.

If she continues bleeding, her life will be in danger.

I shook my head at her. Feng Churan's eyes turned red again, but then she suddenly remembered something and turned around to look for it.

"Found it!" Feng Churan found a plastic bottle from the blood mist. The bottle contained the blood that Liu Guizi had let out of Feng Churan's body.

"Drink it quickly." Feng Churan opened the bottle and carefully poured a drop of blood on her finger.

"You are too weak now. You can't take it. If you drink too much, you won't be able to bear it. Save your life first!" Feng Churan said softly, and then she flicked the drop of blood directly into my mouth.

Instantly, a hint of sweetness spread in my mouth, and then the drop of blood flowed down my throat into my body.

"Huh!..."

After seeing me swallow the blood, Feng Churan immediately let out a long breath, and the golden silkworm also landed on Feng Churan's shoulder very honestly, staring at me with a pair of sesame-sized eyes.

As for the female zombie, it still stood upright in the blood mist, neither approaching nor leaving.

"Why hasn't Dad come yet?" Feng Churan turned his head and looked around, then fixed his eyes on the female zombie.

"Is this a wandering corpse?" Feng Churan was shocked. "It seems that it is only one step away from becoming a flying zombie? But... something seems to have happened to her. The corpse and evil spirit in her body are very unstable. The body is actually cracked?"

The female zombie was not far away from us, so I could see it clearly.

Before, I didn't look at it carefully. After hearing what Feng Churan said, I immediately found that this female zombie was very beautiful, but there were many small cracks on her face. It felt like a piece of exquisite porcelain that was broken and then glued together.

"Although the zombie is still afraid of sunlight, it can travel thousands of miles at night at an extremely fast speed, and it can be said that it comes and goes like the wind. Once she is promoted to a flying zombie, she can fly into the sky and hide in the ground, and she can do anything. After that, her bones will not turn into bones. Not turning into bones is the limit of the zombies formed after birth, second only to the drought demon. If she is fine, then she should have a chance to cultivate to the point of not turning into bones. What a pity."

Feng Churan was surprised: "I just don't know, who is she? How can she have such qualifications? She helped us just now, could it be my father? A friend of your master's?"

Just when Feng Churan was looking doubtful, suddenly, a low laugh was heard from the blood mist: "Feng Changhe, how is it, did my silly disciple not disappoint you? Tsk tsk, what a pity, if I had known earlier, I should have engaged your little daughter, and we wouldn't have to worry about cultivating the relationship between the two, they would have cultivated it themselves. Alas, but it is a pleasure to have this pair of sisters in my pocket, they are worthy of being my disciple, and I am so lucky!"

My heart was shocked when I heard this voice.

This somewhat obscene voice, who else could it be if not from my dissolute master!

"Fuck your master, if this child and my eldest daughter were not of the same blood, do you think I would marry my eldest daughter to this stupid boy? If there was no engagement, my little daughter would not have sneaked out and sneaked here. It is only because the child is fine. If anything happened, I would have skinned you alive!"

A somewhat angry voice sounded, and Feng Churan was immediately surprised after hearing it, and shouted: "Dad!"

As soon as the voice fell, several people walked out of the blood mist.

And the one walking in front was my master, the living ghost Zhang Du'e!