The thorns just cut the skin on their necks and did not cut the blood vessels, so they escaped a piece, and the thorns also swallowed them zombie grass, which could temporarily paralyze their hearts and lungs, and would automatically start to beat when they spit out the zombie grass.

"Why help us?" he asked as he pulled off a strip of cloth from the quilt, wrapped cotton around his neck.

"Because you made me realize something." She said in a relaxed tone: "Maybe we were wrong."

"I still think you are wrong now and have never changed." Yin Hui gently bandaged Tang Yan's wound. This scene hurt the hearts of the girls present. They felt that they were neglected and were neglected by this man. This was really inappropriate.

"Okay." Bramble did not argue with them, but just put away the code box and looked outside the window. Weeds were flying, rising and falling, like a vast ocean: "You go."

"Go? Where to go?" Yin Hui helped Tang Yan sit on the ground, then looked at Jingtiao with a sarcastic look on his face: "How do you explain to them after you go back?"

"I just said I'll burn you." She said coldly.

"It's burned? Do you think they will believe it?" Yin Hui smiled cheerfully, with a bright smile: "So we can't leave for the time being."

"Okay, if you don't leave, I'll kill you. If it falls into their hands, you will have to implicate me."

"Why don't you make us like you? Maybe being your kind will save your life." Yin Hui's smile on the corner of her mouth was pure, and there was no slightest joking or mocking.

"You said you want to become us?" She smiled bitterly: "You are kidding. You didn't agree with me just now with my life. Why did you agree now? I was whipped across the river?"

"I have my own way." Yin Hui smiled mysteriously at him, sat in the position next to the thorns, rolled up her sleeves, exposed her arms, reached in front of her, and said with a smile: "Let's start."

"Are you sure?" A trace of surprise flashed in Jingt's eyes and stared at him and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Confirm sure and sure." He said playfully: "Are you scared? Are you reluctant to let me go?"

"No serious." Jingtie cursed, and a dazzling light flashed through the dagger in his hand and then cut a crack in his arm. Blood gushed out of the wound and flowed down his arm.

She turned around meticulously and opened the password box, took out a small glass bottle from it, knocked the glass bottle to the mouth, and dripped the translucent liquid inside on the wound.

Yin Hui was very surprised. He originally thought that this thing would corrode the skin like sulfuric acid, because the liquid was too similar to sulfuric acid, but to his surprise, there was no feeling after the liquid dripped on the skin, except for a slight itchy feeling.

It feels like death is minimal and can be said to be of no use.

Not long afterwards, the numb and itchy feeling spread throughout his body. It felt itchy, and he had a series of beautiful hallucinations. He felt that he was not in a small thatched house, but in a luxurious palace, surrounded by magnificent gold decorations. The large chandeliers on the roof emitted dazzling light, the floor was extremely smooth, and the wooden floor made a very crisp and pleasant sound when they stepped on it. There were many waiters standing around, dressed neatly and smiling. The men were very handsome and the women were charming and beautiful, just like movie actors. They stood respectfully on both sides, looking at him with white eyes, waiting for his appointment at any time.

But this beauty did not last much time, because he felt his vision begin to become blurred and tremble. Not long after, his eyes turned dark and he fainted.

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In the dim and dilapidated cave, four people were lying. Above their heads, there was a man looking down at them like a god, as if he was looking at his own slave, his eyes full of contempt and anger, and his bright eyes emitted a scary light, and the green eyes seemed to be the eyeballs of a cat.

Cough cough, cough cough!

A slight cough came from the four people. He was not sure who was coughing, but he could imagine that something must be showing.

He stared at them carefully, for fear of any illusion. If they woke up, he had to control their consciousness as fast as possible so that they would not resist.

Time passed minute by minute, and the cough did not come again, which aroused his suspicion. He understood that something must have happened to such a thing.

Suddenly, the Dragon King's body moved. Although his fingers just squirmed slightly, he still noticed it and looked at him more focusedly. He would knock him down any abnormal behavior and suppress it with his thoughts.

Between the lightning and thunder, the Dragon King's body jumped like a mad dragon, and his hands quickly grabbed his neck like an eagle claw.

His speed was even faster than bullets, but all this was just a stack of side dishes in the eyes of the ghost master. He smiled contemptuously, and his eyes quickly focused on the jumping dragon king.

In just a moment, the Dragon King's body fell down, as if it was suppressed by some major force, as if it was dead.

"Don't try to resist, because God has not given you this power." He smiled and said, "In addition, if you do not obey me, I will make you seek death and survival."

The Dragon King's body made a crackling sound like a crackling bone bursting, with blue veins bulging and bones sunken. He slowly raised his head and used the power of his body to resist all their energy.

Finally, after a crisp bang, the Dragon King's body actually jumped up from the ground like a spring, and finally hit the mountain wall behind it, protruding a mouthful of blood.

"Haha, don't try to force out the zombie worms, because they have already occupied your body and manipulated your brain. All your actions must be listened to me." The ghost master laughed loudly with his claws, slapped his chest hard, making a slap sound.

"Why do you say that? Why are you so sure?" The Dragon King glared at him angrily, sat cross-legged, and stood on the ground.

"Do you know that zombie worms have another function? If they self-destruct in their bodies, you will only live like those damn zombies like walking dead."

"You fart, you... fart." The Dragon King was angry and shouted angrily: "You don't know anything, you're fucking fart."

"Okay, if you think I'm farting, I can't do anything." The Ghost Lord stared at him with a cold look, then pointed to the two people on the ground, and said with a smile: "But I was still a little surprised that you actually avoided the control of my ability. But the three of them are still within my control. I am your God, and I will tell you what is about to happen later." The Ghost Lord laughed arrogantly.

"Hehe, you're a shitty god." The Dragon King's hair was angrily thrust, his white hair stood upside down, his forehead was covered with black lines, and deep wrinkles actually crawled onto his face like an ivy.

"At the end they will pounce on you, the weak little sheep, like a tiger, and you, the little sheep, will fight hard, but your strength will ultimately not rival them, because you are a little lamb."

The ghost master smiled, then looked at them with anticipation, as if waiting for something to happen.

As expected, the Ghost Lord just finished speaking, the three people actually jumped up from the ground.

The judge who was originally wearing dirty and disheveled faces, had a purple-green look at the face, as if it was a fierce ghost, which was more in line with their names.

"Nuota, horse face, judge." The Dragon King's voice was a little trembling. This was the manifestation of a vulnerable villain who had never appeared since he was eight years old: "You can wake me up, you can wake me up."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he actually saw a strange picture. The three people in front of him turned into three jackals in an instant. He looked at him with a fierce look. He quickly looked down and found that he was actually a weak little sheep. No matter how he moved, how hard he tried to support the weight of his back legs, but he still fell to the ground with no strength.

"My grass, what's going on? What's wrong with me?" The Dragon King asked with a hurried face, as if he had encountered the most frightening thing in the world: "Niuta, horse face, wake me up quickly."

But they could hear him talking, and with a forceful blast of their hind limbs, they actually shot over like bullets.

The Dragon King wanted to escape, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not move at all, as if his whole body was fixed. His limbs, his head, and his body were all a lamb. The majestic aura of the past had long disappeared. He was a weak lamb, a lamb who could survive only by relying on others.

Damn it.

He shouted and cursed, then quickly blew his limbs back, trying to escape from the capture of the three jackals, but no matter which direction he moved, he was still within their attack range, so he had to walk under the wall, stretched out his two front paws, ready to fight them.

Roar roar roar!

After the three jackals roared, he felt that his neck was bitten by someone, and his legs were bitten by his bloody mouth. His body instantly lost consciousness because the pain was so great that it kept tumbling in his mind, and the toss and turns made him faint.

In his sleep, he was still a little sheep, a little sheep chased by a jackal. He could not hide so much after using all his strength. Finally, a jackal pounced on him, just like a wolf catching a sheep.

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A gentle call came into his ears. Yin Hui slowly opened his eyes and felt the sky was spinning. The magnificent palace that had just existed was gone. At this moment, he could only see a dilapidated thatched house. The thatched on the roof was about to be overturned, and there was only a thin layer of thatched in front of the big sun in the sky.

The world was trembling violently, and he could only close his eyes and adapt for a long time before finally getting used to it. He stood up from the ground with soreness in his waist and back.

He saw the thorns smiling at his face, and his smile was very bright, like a blooming flower.

But soon the miserable world destroyed the brilliance of the smile, because the sticky blood on the ground and the dozen corpses slumped on the bed were shocking. His heart suddenly shook, stared at Ouyang Xue and asked, "Are they all okay?"

"It's okay, don't worry." He replied, then walked to several of them with a smile on his face and smiled: "I think it's better for us to be careful."

He nodded, then walked to one of them and kicked him twice.

His blurry eyes slowly opened, and he glared at Yin Hui with some impatientness, and then cursed: "Will you let me sleep for a while? The dream just now was so beautiful."

"It's so beautiful, your life is almost gone." Yin Hui cursed, then said with a smile: "Get up quickly, otherwise I will smash your butt."

"Okay, okay." The scalpel stood up from the ground with a smile, covered his head with his hands and thought carefully for a long time, and finally looked at both sides in confusion and asked, "No, I just saw a lot of strippers standing beside me, one is better than the other. Why have they turned into dead bodies now?"

Yin Hui glared at him and cursed: "Don't talk too much, hurry up and help wake up the rest of the people. I don't have time to explain so much to you now."

The scalpel shook his head hard and began to join Yin Hun's team, preparing to wake up the rest of the people. At the same time, he was imagining what had just happened. What happened just now? Why did he suddenly faint?

When he thought about what had just happened, his eyes suddenly lit up. He closed his eyes and took a breath, then accumulated all his strength and hit the door frame.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang.

The door frame actually exploded like a bomb, and the debris flew around. They looked at the scene in a daze, and they were stunned. No matter how they thought about it, they couldn't figure out why such a thing happened.

"I... can my current strength be comparable to that of the Dragon King?" He looked at his arm in amazement, and then looked at Yin Hui in confusion, hoping that he could give him an answer.

"Absolutely." Jingtie nodded and said, "How do you think this kind of strong man feels like? What's the difference between the lustful big pervert scalpel before?"

"I feel... I'm grass, I seem to be no longer interested in women?" After saying that, he turned around and checked it. After seeing it, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Luckily, I'm still there."
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