Zombie: At the beginning, I was appointed by Uncle Jiu to open the museum

Grandpa Chuanhun stuck his head into the wall, twisted his body and made a whimpering sound, but couldn't hear what he said.

Uncle Jiu pulled out his hand from the waistband of his trousers. The corpse worms in his body had spread to his lower body.

Uncle Jiu pulled out his hand, blew on the dirt under his nails, and went forward to grab Grandpa Hun's leg.

Seeing this, Han Feng hurriedly stopped, "No! This old thing is very cunning."

There is no way, I have suffered too many losses in this guy's hands, and if I am not careful, if the other party runs away again, Han Feng really can't guarantee that his mentality will not collapse.

Just in case, Han Feng's spiritual thoughts surged to find a golden rope from the system backpack.

As soon as he was about to take it out, he saw Uncle Jiu and Uncle Simu staring at him blankly. Han Feng smiled awkwardly, turned his back and pretended to take something out of his arms, and pulled out a handful of gold rope as if by magic.

"Hehe, luckily I brought it out from home last time."

Uncle Jiu's eyes lit up, and he recognized at a glance that the treasure in Han Feng's hand was the top-grade magic weapon in the Taoist world - the golden rope!

"Afeng, are you sure you brought it from home?!"

"That's right, Master, have you forgotten? You gave this to your disciple before!"

Uncle Jiu scratched his head and didn't think of this incident, he muttered to himself, "Could it be that my memory has also declined because of the corpse bug?"

Uncle Four Eyes scratched his arm, but stared at Uncle Jiu, "Lin Fengjiao, you are too picky! There are so many good things, and I don't know anything! Do you still consider me your junior brother?

do you know?In just a few short days, I can't even count the magical artifacts I saw from this kid! "

Uncle Jiu showed an embarrassed yet polite smile.

He swears that he really doesn't remember these things!

Seeing the two quarreling, Han Feng quickly diverted their attention, untied the gold rope in his hand, tied a French knot, and threw the two heads to Uncle Jiu and Simu.

"Master, uncle, use the golden rope to keep this old thing in check!"

The voice hit the ground, and the wall burst!
"I'm going! If you continue to toss, this place will completely collapse!"

Han Feng had the equipment on his body, and when the wall burst, he knew that the old soul-piercing thing wanted to slip away again.

The soles of his feet were still as stable as Mount Tai. Han Feng lost his patience, his eyes gradually congealed with cold and murderous aura, and he stretched out his hand to grab the soul-piercing grandpa who was jumping in the air, and Han Feng lightly pinched him in his hand.

Uncle Jiu and Uncle Four Eyes got up quickly from the ground, and the golden rope wrapped them tightly.

In an instant, the soul-piercing master was finally surrounded by everyone in a golden rope like a trapped animal.

This golden rope was also the first time Han Feng took it out to use. This rope was a luminous rope in his hand, and when it was put on the ghost, it began to flicker and radiate golden light.

The more the soul-piercing master struggled, the tighter the rope was tightened!

This reminded Han Feng of the old woman's immortal rope in Journey to the West, which was very similar to this golden rope.

Struggling a few times, Grandpa Chuanhun felt that the bones in his body were about to be strangled by the rope. The good old man didn't want to suffer the immediate loss, Grandpa Chuanhun rolled his eyeballs and begged for mercy in a low voice, "Masters, I'm just a boy from a small mountain. Little devil, if we have no grudges in the past and have no grudges in the present, just let me go!"

"Fuck!" Uncle Four Eyes spat at him, "You are shameless! What about a brat?! Don't even look at how wrinkled your skin is?"

The four-eyed uncle helped his broken glasses, feeling that he was still not relieved after scolding, so he raised his hand and slapped him.

Snapped!
The sound is crisp and loud!

Grandpa Chuanhun didn't expect the other party to be so barbaric, he blew his beard and stared angrily, turned around and shouted, "You were the one who hit my ass on the wall just now?!"

"Slap!" Uncle Simu slapped again, "So what if it's me!"

"You old and unscrupulous, what's wrong with researching at such a young age, you actually study this harmful corpse insect, where is the insect addicting bead! Hand it over!"

Master Chuan Hun lost his temper after being beaten.

Just roared furiously, then lowered his head resentfully, "If you want an antidote, you can! But you have to let me go first."

"Hey? You old bastard! Are you talking about conditions?" Uncle Simu stepped forward and slapped again, "Slap!"

Master Chuanhun is a shrewd person, he guessed that Uncle Jiu and the others were aiming to get the antidote, so no one dared to touch him, so he had the confidence to start dealing with Uncle Simu.

Standing in the corner, Han Feng was cleaning the dust off his clothes while listening to the conversation of several people.

In the end, he poured the soil out of his shoes and walked straight to Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu and Uncle Simu were so angry that Grandpa Chuanhun didn't move them. They stamped their feet angrily while enduring the huge itching of their bodies.

The corner of Han Feng's mouth raised, looking at the 'Lao Lai' who was trapped by the golden rope on the ground, he directly grabbed the opponent's arm and snapped it off with a snap!

"what--"

Before Master Chuanhun could even react, an arm was directly removed!
This is not finished!
Han Feng started again, bang!The other arm was also broken!

"what--"

Another scream!
"Made! I'm a ghost, and I was bullied like this by you alone!"

Master Chuanhun has never suffered such humiliation in his life. He never dreamed that one day he would be bullied by a young man, sitting on the ground and having his arm broken!

"Stop! Stop!"

Master Chuanhun completely panicked!Seeing that Han Fan pulled another leg.

"I'll just give it to you! Don't you just want the insect-thirsty beads? I'll just give it to you..."

"what--"

Before Grandpa Chuanhun could finish speaking, Han Feng chopped off Chuanhun's leg without batting an eyelid.

You give it to me, right? !late!
There is an old saying that goes well, don't wait for the past!
Now you know how to hand over the insect-thirsty beads?What did you do just now? !
Han Feng handsomely tossed the loose hair in front of his forehead, except for the fire in his eyes, there was no unnecessary expression on his face.

Master Chuanhun endured the severe pain, watching the incomplete body trembling and spilling a few maroon blood drops from the position of the navel.

"Give you the Insect Orb... Please, let me go..."

Han Feng didn't even look at the blood beads on the ground, click!Without hesitation, it split its last leg in two.

In the blink of an eye, the incomparably powerful Master Piercing Soul has become an incomplete waste ghost.

"I, I'm disabled???" Master Chuanhun was trembling with anger, looking at Han Feng as if he was looking at the king of hell, angry, angry and afraid.

Han Feng ignored Grandpa Soul Piercing at all, picked up the insect bead from the ground with no expression on his face, and handed it to Uncle Jiu and Uncle Simu without looking back. Seeing Chuanhun's limbs removed, he hurried to pick up the beads handed over by Han Feng.

"Submit it." Han Feng's tone was flat and frightening.

Uncle Jiu and Taoist Master Simu looked at each other, and tacitly swallowed the beads with their heads up.

Until the symptoms of Uncle Jiu and Uncle Simu didn't improve, Han Feng kept his face sullen and serious, as if even gods and ghosts were afraid of three feet.

Fortunately, Uncle Jiu and Daoist Fourth Eye swallowed the insect-thirsty beads for a while, and their bodies responded.

Feeling the itching in his body gradually receding, Uncle Jiu's excited eye sockets became moist.

On the arms of Uncle Four Eyes, those wriggling corpses also gradually disappeared.

Uncle Jiu's eyes also returned to normal, and within a few breaths, all the symptoms of corpse insects on the two of them disappeared!
Even the itchy and scratched skin on the two of them returned to normal.

It has to be said that the effect of this insect-thirsty bead is simply too powerful!
Aside from other things, this old thing is very good at studying this crooked way.

"Afeng, it's okay, your uncle and I have fully recovered!" Uncle Jiu said happily, with a little sadness in his voice.

Looking back on this journey, thanks to Han Feng.

"You have already obtained the antidote and the poison, so please let me go!"

Grandpa Chuanhun's eyeballs rolled up and down in his eye sockets, his mouth was acting good, but his body was secretly accumulating energy.

"Roar!" The next moment, Master Chuanhun let out a roar, and the remnant body that lost its limbs shrank instantly, and it seemed that it was about to break free from the golden rope.

Uncle Jiu and Uncle Simu were dumbfounded by this sudden blow. The two were still immersed in the joy of getting rid of the corpse insects and returning to normal. They almost fell down when they were yelled at by the other party.

Han Feng took his time and grabbed the two ends of the golden rope firmly, his eyesight was sharp and his hands were quick to strangle, Grandpa Soul Chuanhun was directly twisted and deformed by the golden rope!

Han Feng's eyes were frighteningly fierce, his knuckles were cracking, and his back molars were straining!
At this moment, even Uncle Jiu was shocked by Han Feng's aura!