This simplification is outrageous

Could it be that the higher the level of the fused strange thing, the less effective the fruit will be?

Another point is that every time these people use strange things, the shape of the fruit they take is also different.

The quality is not the same!

Could it be...the quality of these fruits is related to the level of those corpses?

If the strange thing of the abandoned city is converted into the strength of the awakened, it should belong to the eighth level.

As for the lower body corpse in his trick door, Qiao Yuan reckoned... there was a high probability that it was at level seven during his lifetime.

The difference is one level, if enough fruits are eaten, can quantitative changes produce qualitative changes?

When many questions flashed through Qiao Yuan's mind, Han Bo's exclamation came from ahead.

"Boss, there is a situation!"

……

A barren and forbidden place.

The faint rays of light pierced through the dark clouds and fell on the dark and deep land.

A blurry figure suddenly appeared in the distance.

Under the light, everyone could see clearly that it was an old man.

Wearing red and green clothes, with silver hair tied together, heavy makeup was painted on the wrinkled and bloodless face, especially the red circles on the cheeks, which made the whole person look strange and indescribable.

At this time, the other party was standing quietly, holding a tray covered by a red cloth in his hand.

And the position where he was standing happened to be the only way for the three of Qiao Yuan to pass.

"Boss, what should we do?" Han Bo let go of the accelerator and pressed the brake and said solemnly.

"Detour!"

Before Qiao Yuan could speak, Ma Yufu spoke first.

"This is a taboo place, not an abandoned city. If the battle fluctuates too much, it will cause changes." Ma Yufu suggested.

Han Bo looked at Qiao Yuan, Qiao Yuan was his boss, and he only listened to him.

After thinking for a while, Qiao Yuan nodded.

The most urgent thing is to go to the exit that Ma Yufu mentioned first. As for the strange spirit... we will talk about it later.

"Detour!"

……

Boom! ! !

Han Bo twisted his direction and detoured to the left.

Perhaps Qiao Yuan had used up all his luck before, and just when everyone thought the matter was over, Han Bo suddenly came to a sudden stop.

"Boss, there's something there too!"

Looking intently, his eyes pierced through the hazy front, and in the direction after the diversion, thick fog began to float up, and some figures were looming in the boiling fog.

That is……

Qiao Yuan widened his eyes.

The group of figures in the mist were moving, and in the end everyone could see clearly.

This is...the funeral procession!

A group of pale-faced people with white cloths or filial hats on their heads were carrying a dark coffin with white flowers on them, and they were walking towards the direction of Qiao Yuan and the three of them step by step.

White paper flies, white silk flutters.

A strange atmosphere prevailed.

……

"Boss, what should I do?"

"Divert!"

Ma Yufu's voice was low and deep.

Qiao Yuan glanced at the other party, and finally nodded.

So Han Bo drove the three-wheeled motorcycle and changed course again, choosing the right side.

I thought things would eventually come to an end.

But... the next thing Han Bo knew what it meant to be unlucky, and even drank cold water to stuff his teeth.

呲!

Press and hold the brake and the car stops.

There has also been a change in this direction.

That's... the send-off team!

……

A group of expressionless women in wedding dresses were approaching Qiao Yuan and the others carrying a red sedan chair.

There is the weird old man in front, the funeral procession is on the left, and the procession is on the right.

According to the rules of the real world, this kind of red matter should be replaced by white matter.

But judging from the intentions of both parties, it is obvious that neither of them has this plan.

If both sides maintain this speed, they will eventually collide near the car.

A collision between a living person and a strange spirit doesn't sound like a good thing.

"Stay in the car and wait for them to pass first." Ma Yufu said again.

Han Bo looked at Qiao Yuan.

Qiao Yuan nodded.

pop~

It was at this time that the headlights of this scrap car flickered twice and then went out completely.

Han Bo: "..."

Ma Yufu sat up straight instantly, with an embarrassed expression, looked at Qiao Yuan for a long time before saying, "This is a coincidence."

Qiao Yuan: "I know."

……

"Drive and run!" Ma Yufu said.

Turning off the lights does not mean that the car cannot be started, but it is easy to fall into some traps in this state.

"Don't run!" Qiao Yuan's voice hit Han Bo's heart like a shot in the arm.

The next second, Qiao Yuan jumped out of the car and started running towards the funeral procession.

The taboo land is already full of dangers. It is very unlucky to find a way out and meet the funeral procession of ghosts.

Get started first!

Since the other party makes me feel uncomfortable, I have to make it unhappy!

Soon, Qiao Yuan rushed into the group of ghosts who were going to the funeral.

It's like a flaming bull rampaging!

The explosion crackled!

A head hammer hit it, and the body of a foreign spirit suddenly exploded into blood mist.

The hands are constantly tearing!

One after another, the strange spirits died in Qiao Yuan's hands.

[Normal energy value +46]

[Normal energy value +41]

[Normal energy value +53]

"..."

……

Han Bo, who had seen Qiao Yuan's true strength, didn't feel too fluctuated in his heart. He could only say that this was a basic operation, and the shock brought by the group of strange spirits on the opposite side was far less than the horror of the huge tomb.

Just when he thought so, a change happened!

After getting rid of those little guys, Qiao Yuan fixed his eyes on the coffin.

"On the day of ascension, don't you come out to meet the guests!"

Lift the lid of the coffin with one palm.

A large amount of dense fog gushes out instantly!

next moment!

With one hand, Qiao Yuan was grabbed into the coffin, and the coffin lid was quickly closed with a whoosh.

Ma Yufu, who witnessed all this, frowned.

Han Bo quickly comforted him.

"Don't worry about the old city owner, the boss will break out of the coffin later." Han Bo said confidently.

……

Time passed minute by minute, very quickly... It has been several minutes since Qiao Yuan entered the museum.

The coffin remained unresponsive.

Not even a slight vibration!

Han Bo's Adam's apple twitched up and down.

No way... No way... Boss shouldn't be planted in this coffin!

how can that be!

The boss is a seventh-level awakener!

Seeing that there was no response from the coffin, Han Bo was very anxious. At this time, the sending team was already close at hand.

Suddenly, Han Bo's body shook, as if he had received some kind of information, he looked at Ma Yufu bitterly.

"Old city lord, the boss is trapped in a coffin. It is a special space. He needs to spend a little time to crack it, and he can't take care of us for the time being."

Ma Yufu moved his eyes to the coffin, but did not speak.

"Old city lord, don't worry, my boss said, even if I give up this life, I will protect you well!"

Han Bo quickly started the vehicle.

Boom boom boom! ! ! !

The sound of a huge engine echoed all around, but no car was moving.

The car, which had never broken down before, broke down at a critical moment.

"It's over, the car won't turn on, old city lord, get out of the car, I'll run away with you!"

Han Bo was so anxious that he jumped out of the car like an ant on a hot pot, and then handed his back to Ma Yufu.

After hesitating for a moment, Ma Yufu lay on Han Bo's back.

……

"Old City Lord, let's run backwards!"

Just as Han Bo was heading towards the only safe direction behind him, suddenly...he stopped.

The body seems to be uncontrollably walking towards the procession of seeing off the bride.

"what are you doing!"