God's hexagram favorite concubine

Chapter 187
"Mother, don't you think I'm a monster?" Qing Mo regained his composure a little bit, and asked in disbelief.

"How could it be? My Mo'er is so powerful, how could she be a monster!" Xia Zishang still said with a smile, "Mo'er, you are a little hero in my heart."

Just now Qing Mo used the ice wall desperately to protect her and Xuanyuan Yelan, she saw it in her eyes and warmed her in her heart.

This child is probably hiding his special skill all the time, afraid that others will think he is a monster, so he was forced to show it just now.

Why is this little man so brave and caring?

"Brother Mo, you are not a monster! You are also Qingcheng's little hero!" Qingcheng also said to Qingmo, smiled and blew a kiss to Qingmo, that look is Chiguoguo's admiration!

Yun Yu also looked at Qing Mo with admiration, and clenched her little fist excitedly.

His elder brother is so powerful and brave, he must learn from his elder brother and become as good as his elder brother!
"Xia Xia, now is not the time to chat, the main event is coming!" Old Turtle's voice sounded in Xia Zishang's consciousness again.

Immediately afterwards, a strange sound sounded from the small coffin.

Xia Zishang looked serious, and quickly stood up holding Qing Mo, and handed Qing Mo to Mo Nan.

"Keep an eye on the child and retreat to the corner."

After her words fell, a pale little hand suddenly stretched out from the coffin.

"Giggle..." The weird laughter was as sharp as a stone rubbing against the glass, and it was so piercing that it made one's hair stand on end.

Xia Zishang and Xuanyuan Yelan stood side by side, watching the child in red with a pale complexion and a stiff figure stand up from the coffin.

The small body is covered with a layer of turbid liquid-like Yin Qi. The child's eyes are blood red, and there is a crack between his brows. There is a faint black and golden color in it. Peeping into it, it is like an abyss that swallows souls!
Suspended in the air, the child's pitch-black nails were more than three inches long, and there was a sinister and cold light faintly. At this moment, the corner of his mouth was split open, and the wind suddenly roared, and his momentum was soaring!
"The color of black gold... This guy is actually a zombie who is about to cultivate into an indestructible body!" Xia Zishang raised her hand to block the howling wind, and raised her eyebrows.

Zombies, that is far beyond the existence of ordinary ghosts!

Among them, the strongest are the zombies with the indestructible body of King Kong. They are invulnerable to weapons, fire and water!

As for the little zombie in front of him, the black and gold between his brows are dazzling in gold. Once he completely overwhelms the black, he will become an indestructible body. It will not be so difficult to destroy him at that time!
"No wonder Zhan Wang is so confident, he has really cultivated himself a good thug!" Old Turtle gritted his molars and said angrily.

"Giggle, stupid ants, how dare you disturb my sleep." The corner of the zombie's lips curled up mockingly, revealing its sharp teeth, as if it had sensed something, its eyes immediately locked on Qingmo.

The greedy blood eyes narrowed longingly, and the zombie licked his dry lips, "You smell so good."

Qing Mo frowned in disgust, and took a step back.

He felt that the sight of this zombie made him sick!

"Bastard, are you courting death?" Xia Zishang asked coldly.

"Shang'er, don't talk nonsense with him." Xuanyuan Yelan's breath surged wildly, and at that moment a burst of spiritual power rushed out, forcibly smashing the cold wind in front of him.

Obviously, the zombie's desire for clear ink aroused the anger in their hearts!

Yin-tong physique is a great tonic in the eyes of all demons and ghosts!

(End of this chapter)