weird world corpse

Chapter 17

In the ancestral hall of Xiaoxi Village, corpses were everywhere at this moment. The female corpse in Tsing Yi trembled with long hair, and the corpse was shattered into pieces.

Half of the villagers hiding in the ancestral hall were dead, and the corpse of a woman in Tsing Yi with her long hair reaching the ground was holding the first middle-aged man in her hands.

"Spare me, spare my life!" The middle-aged man begged bitterly, "I shouldn't have forced you to cut your hair while you were seriously ill. I was wrong!"

The face of the female corpse covered with corpse spots showed no expression, she slowly reached out and pulled the middle-aged man's hair, and pulled it out...

Even the scalp was pulled out, and the middle-aged man kept screaming.

The female corpse in blue had cold eyes, and her hair wrapped around the middle-aged man. In less than a moment, the middle-aged man was covered by his hair, and there was no movement in a blink of an eye.

The hair slowly spread out, the middle-aged man had already turned into a pile of powder, and the hair of the female corpse in Tsing Yi had grown another section.

"Hahaha, look, the hair is so long."

"Long hair, long days, la la la la la..."

"Ah, isn't this Xiaoyu? She looks really handsome. Would you like me to find you a husband's family?"

The rest of the villagers went crazy, pointing at the female corpse in Tsing Yi and talking nonsense.

The face of the female corpse in Tsing Yi was full of corpse spots showing an angry expression, and her long hair spread out, covering the rest of the villagers.

After a while, none of the villagers in the ancestral hall survived, except for a crying baby, which was the child of one of the villagers.

"Die...die..."

The female corpse in Tsing Yi came to the baby, made an emotionless voice, and curled her hair towards the baby.

"He didn't participate in your dispute..."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind the body of the woman in Tsing Yi.

The female corpse in Tsing Yi turned her head fiercely, with hatred and ferocity in her eyes.

In the darkness, a man carrying a wooden box slowly appeared, and it was Fang Mu who had arrived.

After hearing the screams, Fang Mu rushed over, but he didn't expect to see such a tragic scene.

To be honest, he didn't have a good impression of these villagers, but when he rushed over, he happened to see the female corpse in Tsing Yi who was about to lay hands on the baby who was still in its infancy.

"Die, die, die!!!"

The hair grew wildly and curled towards Fang Mu, with a trace of strange fragrance mixed in with it.

Fang Mu's heart was shocked, this hair has become so long.

Looking carefully, the hair has been dragged to the ground, the strength of the female corpse in Tsing Yi should be greatly strengthened.

"Hairpin stab!"

Fang Mu swung the ghost thorn in Fang Mu's hand, filled with true energy, and stabbed towards the eyebrow of the female corpse in blue like lightning.

After the thorn was filled with true energy, a strong flame burst out, and all the nearby hair was burned to ashes.

However, the closer you get to the female corpse in green, the thicker the hair becomes, and the flames on the Yin Gui's thorns are faintly visible, and they are almost exhausted.

"puff……"

The flames were extinguished, and the ghost thorns stopped.

"Finished calf."

Fang Mu was startled, and immediately spread his true energy all over his body, forming a dense defense.

The whole body was flushed, and the thick hair of the female corpse in Tsing Yi was tightly rolled up, wrapping Fang Mu into a ball.

The terrifying oppressive force came, and Fang Mu was barely able to resist under the protection of true energy, but the consumption was too great.

The hair in contact with Fang Mu began to vaporize continuously, and the hair at the back followed like a shadow, followed by continuous replacement.

"Deadly die..."

The strange fragrance is also constantly coming, Fang Mu only feels that his true energy is getting less and less, and it is close to exhaustion.

The tyrannical emotions of the female corpse in Tsing Yi came through the black hair, making people lose their minds.

Fang Mu only felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, and the white jade hairpin on his head felt a coolness, which made him feel better.

There was not much zhenqi left, but the black hair was tightly entangled, and there was no possibility of surviving.

An illusion appeared in front of Fang Mu's eyes, and one thing after another was skipped like a horse racing to watch flowers.

Bloody apron, try it!
Fang Mu's remaining zhenqi exploded halfway, freeing up a space to move, reached out to touch the blood-stained apron, and covered it in his hair.

The tightly bound hair stopped and fell into a five-second freeze. Fang Mu seized the time to part his hair.

"boom!"

The five seconds were gone in an instant, and the hair returned. Fang Mu covered the blood-stained bellyband again, but found a problem.

The moment he covered the blood-stained apron again, the hair he had cut grew back again.

Fang Mu: "..."

It grows faster than it cuts, and using a blood-stained apron is half the effort.

Fang Mu took out his chest again, and when he took out something, he showed a strange expression.

It was a strange porcelain bottle with a jet black color on it, and what was contained in the porcelain bottle was nothing but the strange potion.

According to the information obtained from the house of the female corpse in Tsing Yi, strange potions can enhance one's own supernatural powers.

For example, the female corpse in Tsing Yi, its magic is the hair.

For example, Qing Ruowu, her magic is the dark red talisman sword.

What Fang Mu's own supernatural powers are, he doesn't know, but there is only this bottle of potion right now, how about treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, closing his eyes and taking a breath?

Anyway, there is nothing wrong with drinking one bottle, as long as you don't drink the second bottle.

The zhenqi was getting less and less. At the moment of crisis, Fang Mu gritted his teeth, opened the cork of the bottle, and smelled a strange fragrance.

"Gudu..."

Opening his mouth, Fang Mu drank it without saying a word, and even smacked his lips: "It's delicious..."

When five seconds were up, the hair was tightened again, this time stronger than before.

"Ho..."

Fang Mu let out a heavy breath, his whole body became extremely red, and blue smoke came out from the area covered by his hair.

After taking the strange potion, he only felt that the nine strands of true energy in his body had changed, it was no longer nine strands, but ten strands!

As the saying goes, quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, and after ten strands of true energy appear, they merge together visible to the naked eye.

The zhenqi gathered together can no longer be described as "silk", but "strand", a wisp of zhenqi!
A ray of true energy circulated in Fang Mu's body, and he finally understood what Qing Ruowu said.

Every Xuanshi knows different breakthrough methods, but when the critical point of breakthrough is reached, they will naturally have some insights.

A ray of true energy in the body actively circulated in Fang Mu's body, from the top of the head to the limbs, although it was slow but really flowing, like a river.

Against the current against the current, could it be that true energy flows into a river.

Now it should not be against the current, at most it is downstream, and it is still close to the goal.

Fang Mu thought of a question, the strange potion enhances supernatural powers, and what he strengthens is true energy. Could it be that he does not have supernatural powers?
Now is not the time to think about it, because there is still a crisis that has not been resolved.

Ten strands make up a strand, but when it really reaches a strand, it is a world-shaking change.

Fang Mu felt the pressure from the outside world, and a ray of true energy in his body exploded quickly.

"boom!"

Under the eruption of true energy, a fiery red streak appeared, and ran across the black hair in front of him along the ghost thorn.

Violent flames erupted, and the long black hair disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

(End of this chapter)