Reborn Zombie Supreme

Butterflies fluttered in front of He Cheng and others.

But suddenly they turned into two souls floating hand in hand.

"Brother, we can finally be together after death!"

"yes!"

Liang Shanbo raised his head and sighed, "Since ancient times, there has been so much love and hatred. This hatred lasts forever. It's worth it if I can go to hell with you, Yingtai."

The two ghosts flashed and disappeared into the ground.

The aura is rich and there is a world of underworld.

"There are immortals..."

There are immortals and monsters to kill, but he still needs to be more careful. This time he has to act cautiously and slowly improve to avoid killing the goose that lays the egg.

But with his character that doesn't like to suffer, it's hard to say whether he can endure it.

"I didn't expect this Liangshan Bowen to be so bad." He Cheng was not a material for reading at that time, but he knew that the next sentence of "Sentiment has been full of hatred since ancient times" is "The origin of good dreams is the easiest to wake up from."

The last sentence of "This hatred lasts forever" is a poem "Song of Everlasting Regret" that must be memorized in the nine-year compulsory education.

"Min'er, look at the road..." He didn't know what kind of unreliable world he had entered.

Bai Min'er nodded, glanced, and then raised his hand to point to the northwest: "There is a village fifty miles away."

The four of them took off and flew up, but they were afraid of encountering a strong enemy, so they flew very low, as close to the top of the tree canopy as a chaffinch could fly.

Fifty miles is only the blink of an eye, and it falls to the ground.

They don't need to change. They have more money than they can spend. The town is not big, but the roads are wide enough for four horses to walk abreast.

There are low tiled houses all around. Most of the people walking on the street have pale faces and cannot withstand the wind.

Of course, there are also rich people with glowing faces. No matter where in the world, the gap between rich and poor is huge and it is an indisputable fact.

Facing south, there is a three-story building.

The aroma of wine and tea floats into the alley.

Yuntun Tower,

There are also couplets on the left and right sides of the restaurant.

Written on the right: Guests come like clouds

Written on the left: Yuntun Wuji

"Four people, four people, please come inside! Please come inside!"

As soon as He Cheng stood at the door, a waiter bent over and trotted out. He was wearing jute clothes, white and yellow oiled socks wrapped around his calves, a felt hat on his head, a rag on his shoulders, and No words were spoken and laughter came first.

The waiter in the shop knew how to measure things. Even though he knew that the three women looked pretty, he still lowered his head and didn't look at them. He took the four people up to the second floor and found an Eight Immortals table next to the table.

The rag rubbed against the table and chairs, and the waiter bent down again, opened his sleeves, exposed the white lining, and wiped it carefully on the stool.

Bang~

A piece of silver was thrown on the table, and the waiter hurriedly collected the money. "Please sit down! Please sit down! What would you like to eat?"

Such a piece of silver is enough to make the restaurant open for three days.

"Don't be in a hurry, let me ask you." He Cheng lifted up his robe, sat on the chair, and pointed to the ground, "Where is this place?"

"Anle County, how many of you are from out of town? Your clothes look like people from the Rakshasa Kingdom."

The clothes worn by the four people are like those from the Ming Dynasty, especially the three women, Qing She, who are wearing short vests, skirts and trousers. As for people in this world, women's clothing features bare breasts, long skirts, and wide sleeves.

"What country?"

"There is a red-haired Rakshasa Kingdom in the north, just north of our border with the Tang Dynasty. It seems that some of you don't know about it." The waiter scratched his head. He only heard about the Rakshasa Kingdom from other diners.

"Datang..."

"Let me ask you again, which emperor is on the throne?"

"Of course he is the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty." The waiter clasped his fists and bowed to the east. When he looked at He Cheng and the four others, his eyes became even more suspicious. It was strange that a person didn't know who was the emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

"Bai Juyi was a poet during the reign of the eighth emperor of the Tang Dynasty. Song of Everlasting Sorrow was published during the reign of Emperor Gaozu of the Tang Dynasty?"

He Chengyi patted his head:

"Bring over all the good wine and food in the store."

"Okay!" The waiter nodded happily.

"How is it?" Green Snake lay on the table, resting his chin on his hands. "This place is full of spiritual energy. I want to find a place to practice."

Except for He Cheng, they all swallowed up the sun and the moon and absorbed spiritual energy to improve their cultivation.

"Min'er, look around for thousands of miles, is there any paradise or paradise?"

Bai Min'er nodded.

My eyes looked through the window towards the boundary where the white clouds meet the ground. After a long time, I turned my head to look east, then north.

When she finally reached the west side, she stopped suddenly.

The ears swayed slightly, and the nimble little ears had begun to eavesdrop on all sounds within a thousand miles.

"What, did you see something?"

"Yeah" Bai Min'er's face changed slightly and she breathed out softly to soothe her mood.

"There is a man lying on the river rocks in the west. He is very ugly, with angry eyebrows and evil eyes, but his magic power is extremely high, comparable to his master!"

"How far?"

"It's five hundred miles away from here!"

The strength of He Cheng's immortal is not comparable to that of the heavenly immortal, but in the immortal world of the previous world, he was also at the level of Wude Xingjun. He could be the security captain of Nantianmen, and he could also work as one of the four secretaries in the underworld.

Although he was only one step away from becoming an Arhat, only he knew how far he was from an Arhat. If Fuhu hadn't attacked the mortal body back then, he would have died.

But being on par with him is already very strong.

"A demon or a fairy?"

"It should be a demon, but...he was lying on the stone and did not dare to move. Seven arrows were suddenly shot from the sky, piercing through his heart. He was seriously injured..."

"Seven arrows pierced the heart. Is this a fight with others?"

What a great opportunity.

"You guys wait a minute, I'll go take a look." He Cheng stood up and prepared to go over and pick up the leak.

"Master, let me go with you." Yingying looked at a powerful snake demon and then at the cold-faced female cultivator on the other side. She felt uncomfortable sitting here.

"come on"

He Cheng raised his hand, pressed E Yao's shoulder and squeezed it gently. A moth as big as a fingernail fell on his palm, and he threw it on his shoulder.

"The person who can injure a demon with seven arrows must have extraordinary abilities."

"Master, after receiving seven arrows, the monster kowtowed to the sky and jumped into the river."

“Just perfect for picking up leaks!”

He Cheng no longer hesitated, walked up and jumped out of the window.

A strong wind blew up behind him, blowing the papered windows and causing pedestrians on the road to stagger and lose their balance due to the wind.

In the blink of an eye, He Cheng has traveled dozens of miles. Zombies have the most sensitive noses. Low-level zombies have no hearing, vision, or touch, so they can only chase people with their noses. The nose is also his special skill.

When he came to a big river, He Cheng fell down.

The river was rolling, and the waves carried quicksand, which was hundreds of miles wide. Birds passed by, and their feathers fell into the water and sank.

There is a stone boundary monument next to it with three big characters written on it.

"Liusha River?"

"Journey to the West, Monk Sha?"

He Cheng secretly had a headache, why did he come here, but when he turned around, he thought that this place is not bad. There are endless monsters in the world, and countless gods and Buddhas in the sky. However, he had to think carefully before taking action.

Needless to say, the one who was pierced by the arrow must be Sha Seng.

He turned around and was about to leave. Everyone knew that Monk Sha was an insider. If he killed Monk Sha, wouldn't he have provoked the two powerful forces of Heaven and Lingshan on the first day he came here?

Any king or Arhat can easily destroy him.

There was a "splashing" sound in the Liusha River.

A monster jumped out of the water. It was very ugly. Green but not green, black but not black, unlucky complexion; bare feet and muscles. His eyes were shining like twin lamps at the bottom of a stove;

The fangs support the blade of the sword, and the red hair is shaggy.

There is an article written: "The sound is like a thunderous roar, and the two feet are rushing like rolling wind."

Before it was over, the water "splashed" and tore open, and with another sound, a white dragon pecked at He Cheng.

"Brother Sha, this guy is pretty good, why don't we eat him?"

"Prince Long, I've already said it, it's not that I want to eat people!" The black demon raised his hand and wiped his saliva, picked up the crescent shovel, and charged towards He Cheng with a roar.

"Bailong, Sha Monk, what kind of configuration?" Can these two people stay together in Liusha River and discuss cannibalism?

Crescent Moon was shoveled in front of his face, and He Cheng couldn't let him hit him.

He raised his hand and pulled, and the big gun came out of his sleeve. "Ding Dong" knocked the crescent shovel crooked, and swung his tail and hit the head of the charging white dragon.

Sparks flew.

He Chengteng took seven or eight steps back. Bailong's cultivation was too poor. He screamed "Ouch" and was swept to the ground by the tail of the gun. He rolled around on the ground like a dead snake.