His Adam's apple twitched up and down, and the ugly man licked his lips, his face full of intoxication.
His first high-level strange object was fused into his hands, providing him with powerful abilities.
This is why he is called Ghost Hand.
As for the two rows of teeth in the mouth, they are also transplanted intermediate-level weird objects. They have no other function, they are just hard!
The awakened ones, alien spirits, and even strange things can all be bitten to pieces.
"Don't eat my food!"
The next second, the ugly man's eyeballs bulged, his face kept changing color from blue to purple, his throat made a strange gurgling sound, and his body was like a balloon, sometimes expanding, sometimes shrinking, and sometimes twisting...
…
"Half a year ago, I was lucky enough to get that high-level strange object. Now I have combined two high-level strange objects. You are dead today!" said the old woman sinisterly.
"Brother Corpse, save me."
The ugly man seemed to be suffering from indigestion at this moment. The remaining negative energy was rampant in his body like a deadly poison, constantly corroding his internal organs.
Even if they use the duration to exempt themselves from the cost of using strange objects, their bodies are still not comparable to those of a true seventh-level cultivator.
The masked corpse brother slowly reached out his hand and held down the restless ugly man.
A terrifying figure appeared behind him!
Exactly the same as the masked man!
The shadow drilled into the ugly man's body, and in a moment, it caught the culprit that caused everything... the two halves of the alien spirit.
crumb!
Such a casual description made the old woman's face change completely.
"You also fused two strange objects. No... Even if it was so, it couldn't be so easy. Your second strange object is of a very high level. You are... level eight!"
As a fourth-level member, he was well aware of the first strange thing called the Corpse Chaser.
Any dead body can be resurrected by him and exist in another form.
Whether it is an awakened person or a strange spirit!
What's even more terrifying is that these corpses have the ability to grow.
“…”
…
"This matter ends here." Brother Corpse said calmly.
A powerful aura instantly enveloped the entire inn, directly declaring sovereignty.
"Brother Corpse, my father is a sixth-level awakener of the mysterious system. I know you have wanted his body for a long time. I can promise to give it to you if you kill him for me!" The ugly man was tortured so badly that he couldn't swallow this anger in his heart.
Qiao Yuan: “…”
"Ghost Hand, I said, this matter ends here!" Brother Corpse emphasized coldly.
The ugly man clenched his fists, still looking unwilling.
Perhaps it was because the ugly man had just said that he was willing to sacrifice his father, after a moment the corpse brother spoke again.
"Hand over your new boyfriend, have him kill him to vent his anger, then apologize, and let this matter go."
“…”
The old woman glanced at Qiao Yuan. The situation was extremely unfavorable to her, so she had no choice but to lower her head and utter an apology through her teeth, then walked away from Qiao Yuan.
She had just said that she would ensure Qiao Yuan a life of wealth and glory, but now she compromised.
Women... No, men's mouths are lies!
Seeing Brother Corpse step forward, the ugly man's anger subsided a little. He also understood the seriousness of the matter. The master required the three of them to work together to enter the Lost Forest. No matter who died... the consequences would be serious.
He could only stop while he was ahead and kill a young man to vent his anger.
"Young man, you just kept talking about my appearance over and over again, do you know the consequences?
"But what I said is the truth. You are indeed ugly, and not just ugly. You are the same kind as stinky tofu." Qiao Yuan said truthfully.
Ugly man: “…”
"You're looking for death!"
If he couldn't beat the old woman, how could he not kill the young man in front of him?
“…”
"Wait a moment!"
When Qiao Yuan was about to die, the boss stepped forward to stop him.
"Master... the master said again that he is useful and cannot be killed." The boss said tremblingly.
The ugly man's outstretched hand stopped in the air, and he kept looking at the boss with a sinister look, his tone filled with a hint of suspicion.
"My Lord said this? Lying to me will only lead to death!
"Master...Master really said that." The boss looked like he was scared to tears.
“…”
"Keep an eye on him. I'll go in and ask the master in person. If you lie, you'll die with him!" the ugly man said harshly.
…
The next time.
The three of them put aside their past grudges and began to cooperate.
First, Brother Corpse waved his hand, and three corpses walked out from the darkness in the distance.
Then the ugly man took out an oil lamp, lit it and placed it on the table.
Finally, the old woman's hump shook, and a pointed-mouthed ghost floated out.
"Brother Corpse, the Lord said to leave four bodies, there should be one more."
"Don't worry, I'll keep the fourth one."
“…”
Following the wail of the sharp-mouthed alien spirit, the three of them were shocked and stopped breathing.
The next second, the three corpses opened their eyes, and one of them stepped forward, picked up the oil lamp and nodded.
The three of them left the inn.
“…”
…
A few minutes later.
"Young man, hurry up and leave, or you'll be dead if they find you!" the boss said hurriedly.
"What about you?"
It was obvious that he had just lied.
"I... I can't leave." The boss showed a bitter look on his face. He thought he was just relying on a powerful awakener, but who would have thought that this scene today made him realize that things are not that simple.
He is dead.
Qiao Yuan stepped forward and patted the boss on the shoulder.
"Believe me, if I say you're okay, you're okay."
Then his gaze shifted to the three bodies.
Qiao Yuan grinned.
Dare to hit yourself with your car!
"Boss, I have a question. Is there any mad dog around here? Like, the kind that's been hungry for days?"
boss:"???????"
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