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Chapter 340: Spoils of War

But at the same time, something surprising happened to Qin He.

As the Corpse Pill was dug out, Hanbao's remains quickly turned into ashes, leaving only some very small bone fragments.

Naturally, the black iron mace and copper coin sword also lay quietly among the ashes.

This was something Qin He had not expected. When the fire and corpse pills were taken out, the corpse turned into ashes.

What a pity.

It would be great if I could burn the corpse for another reward.

This is a ninth-grade zombie.

Unfortunately, there are thousands of types of zombies, all of which are different.

After all, this Hanbao couldn't get two rewards.

Weighing the Corpse Pill in his hand, Qin He stuffed it into the space under his arm and disappeared in a flash.

I was too high-profile just now, leaving the possibility of my identity being revealed.

It's better to leave early.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone who was far away, and everyone looked at each other in confusion.

After the Nanmingli fire was extinguished, they were obscured by thick black smoke and could not see what happened from beginning to end, and the man disappeared.

Qian Wuliang and Yu Wenjing looked at each other and rushed towards the ashes of the Han Demon at the same time. They each hurriedly retrieved their weapons and both breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially money is immeasurable.

The copper coin sword was actually intact, the ink line was not broken, the copper coin was also intact, and the corpse suppressing pattern on it was still shining brightly.

This pattern doesn't look like it will fade away easily.

The only pity is that the copper coin sword has a fishy smell.

This is the unique corpse odor of the Drought Demon.

How to describe it, it's like leaving a dead fish for a day, it smells fishy and unpleasant.

Not only his, but also Yu Wenjing's mace.

Yu Wenjing also quickly took out water to rinse, but when he smelled it after rinsing, the smell was not reduced at all, as if it had seeped into the body of the mace.

At this moment, the two of them were in pain and happiness.

Happiness is that the corpse-suppressing pattern attached to that person was no ordinary thing at first glance. From then on, this weapon had a powerful corpse-suppressing effect.

The painful thing is that your baby smells as if it has fallen into a cesspit. How can you take care of it in the future?

How to hold it to sleep?

There is a fishy smell all over my body.

Qian Wuliang's copper coin sword was pretty good, at least it went in through Han Bao's mouth. Yu Wenjing was in a terrible situation. It went in through his intestines and almost completely sank the handle.

If this kind of thing spreads, the Yuwen family will become a laughing stock.

This forced Yu Wenjing to reconsider whether to kill someone or not.

However, he was desperate about this problem, because the only one he was absolutely sure of winning was Boundless Money.

"Look, the zombies left behind teeth and bone relics!!" At this moment, the Taoist priest exclaimed, bent down and took out a tooth from the ashes.

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly gathered around.

After digging around, I found that there was indeed something left in the ashes.

There are teeth and bone crystals, so there is no doubt that they are bone relics.

The existence of high quality, no matter what species it is, is a treasure all over the body.

The same goes for zombies.

A ninth-grade zombie tooth can be exchanged for tens of thousands of taels of silver, and a ninth-grade zombie bone relic can be exchanged for three to five hundred years of rare ginseng. The uses are endless.

It can be used as weapons, formations and combat displays.

This is also one of the motivations for the major holy places to encircle and suppress zombies. Otherwise, just relying on a sense of justice and feelings to fight against zombies is too pale and will not last long.

The bustle in the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit. This sentence is suitable wherever you put it.

The 100-liang wine stall was organized, and the group money was collected by the way, just for these things.

But none of them expected that what appeared was a ninth-grade zombie, and the whole army was almost wiped out.

"I'm rich!" The great monk was overjoyed and hurried to find the remaining zombie teeth and bone relics.

"Look and see how many there are." A trace of hope appeared on Yin Bailiang's face.

In terms of heartache, Qian Wuliang and Yu Wenjing are not as good as him.

A fire in Nanming Li completely burned down its wine stall, not even a stool leg was left.

If I had known earlier, I might as well have used it to smash zombies.

But he can't show it, the younger generation is here, smashing his teeth and swallowing it, holding it.

It depends on how much these trophies can make up for it.

Soon the loot was collected, a total of three bone relics and eighteen zombie teeth.

There are a lot of zombie teeth, and most of them were removed by Qinhe's explosive hammer and buried in the soil to avoid being burned.

Such a large quantity, pouring into the bowl.

After that, Yin Bailiang presided over the distribution of the spoils. Yu Wenjing looked hesitant and gritted his teeth and said: "I don't want the spoils anymore. I will give them all to you, but I hope you will not spread the word about what happened today."

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, with knowing smiles on their faces. Bai Liuli said: "Don't worry, we will help you keep the secret about your iron mace stabbing zombies."

"You have to swear!" Yu Wenjing said firmly.

"Swear~"

"Swear to swear~"

"no problem."

When everyone heard that there was such a good thing, they naturally agreed.

A zombie tooth is worth tens of thousands of taels of silver, and a relic is worth hundreds of years of ginseng.

So they all swore except for the one hundred taels of silver. As for the one hundred taels of silver, his identity was there, so he wouldn't talk nonsense.

After making a round of vows, Yu Wenjing finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had contributed all the spoils, it was still worth it compared with the family's face.

The centuries-old prestige of the Yuwen family cannot be lost to one's own hands.

But what he didn't know was.

At this moment, on the other side of the town, Wang Tiezhu and Xiao Huangniu looked at Qin He, who was walking out of the town, and asked hurriedly: "Master, what happened inside?"

They were about to enter the town before, but were stopped by Qin He using his magic. Soon after, the whole town was surrounded by corpse fog, and they gave up and waited outside for Qin He to come out.

"I was watching a battle just now, it was very exciting." Qin He smiled slightly.

"What kind of stimulation method?" the big bastard asked curiously.

Then Qin He told in a few words what happened inside. As for the details, naturally they should cover up what should be covered up. After hearing the gossip, the big bastard was blazing and said in surprise: "The famous ancestral god of the Yuwen family

Mace, actually opened the intestines of Drought Demon?"
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