Reborn Zombie Supreme

"Well!"

He Cheng turned to look at the ghost with red makeup and said, "Xiaoqian, let's go into the bridal chamber."

"Yes, Master..." Nie Xiaoqian's face turned red and she was picked up by her waist.

It wasn't just her who stirred Chun Xin. Among the banshees and ghosts present, who wouldn't be excited to see him fighting one against three and finally returning home in triumph? That's a god, kill him on his word?

He Cheng found a building that had not yet been destroyed, pushed the door open and put Nie Xiaoqian on the bed.

Zhiyo~

The sound of the door opening followed closely.

"Master, Nanshan Weng wants to see you," Yan Hong said.

After following He Cheng for a long time, he also knew very well about He Cheng's charming personality. Let's not talk about whether He Cheng has any love for children. Even judging from the current situation, he probably has no intention of getting married.

"Wait first before inviting him in..." He Cheng looked at Nie Xiaoqian who was sitting motionless on the bed and said, "You can stay in the City of Fushun. You can also reincarnate. But you can't go back to find that scholar."

"You mean Mr. Ning?" Nie Xiaoqian was confused.

"Yes, because I don't like cuckolding."

He Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "Call Nanshan Weng in."

Yan Hong nodded and left. After a while, the old man walked in with a cane. When he saw He Cheng, he knelt down and called Master Heishan.

"Nan Shan Weng"

He Cheng sat astride the stool, one foot on the edge of the stool, and stared at the old man kneeling on the ground like a tiger.

Nanshan Weng felt the murderous intent and trembled.

"You are working hard but not doing your best."

"Mr. Heishan, I have little ability and I really can't help you much..." Nanshan Weng pressed his forehead on the cold stone bricks. They only thought that there was only a thin line between themselves and Zhong Kui. Who would have known such a difference if they had never fought before? many?

The iron-backed centipede spirit was trampled to death without the ability to fight back, and the butterfly monster did not escape He Cheng's foot.

In this world, in addition to the level of realm, there are also factors such as supernatural powers, magic weapons, time and place, etc. that can determine victory or defeat.

Otherwise, He Cheng could win by killing a Wude Xingjun and using all his trump cards. Why was he almost defeated by a bloody gourd when dealing with Zhong Kui? If he hadn't been in danger and continuously drank the blood of gods to upgrade to "[Physique] Level 3", he would have actually entered Zhong Kui's blood gourd and turned into a gourd of zombie wine.

He Cheng calmed down and looked at the old man kneeling below, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"The little old man called himself Nanshan Weng. He was a vixen who became enlightened. His family of dozens lived happily in an abandoned house. Who knew that there was a vicious scholar who killed all my family members! In order to take revenge, the little old man transformed into Nanshan Weng. He came to his side and encouraged him to rebel. With the help of the little old man, he actually gathered thousands of elite soldiers with countless armors. They occupied the mountain and started an uprising, claiming to be the King of Nine Mountains."

"Tsk, Ninth Mountain King... you are happy to take revenge on your own, why do you need to look for me?"

The fox spirit is very powerful, and it is easy to kill the scholar. Now he must be playing a game of flattering and defeating the miserable, and then he acted like the King of Nine Mountains.

"That's the problem... The court's time is running out, and there is a demon named Cholera... The King of Nine Mountains can win, he already has the aura of the True Dragon Emperor!"

"Are you having fun?"

He Cheng also found it funny, "What do you want me to help you with?"

"Actually, this is not only helping the little old man, but also Mr. Heishan. You kill Zhong Kui, Wude Xingjun, the God of Plague, etc. Paper can't stop the fire after all. Maybe you can fight with thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals, but There are so many gods and goddesses in the sky, and the great gods are as numerous as the stars in the sky!"

"Can you help me wrap the fire with paper?" He Cheng leaned forward and asked.

"At least we can make this fire burn slower, and give it a few more decades." After saying this, the vixen felt uneasy. For gods and demons, decades are just a blink of an eye, and it takes thousands of years of cultivation to reach a higher level. someone here.

If it sounds good, it's called a few more decades; if it doesn't sound good, it's called lingering on.

Judging from Nanshan Weng's perspective, He Cheng was bound to die under the siege of the immortal world. Unless he abandoned the City of Wasted Death, found a coffin and hid for tens of thousands of years, and then came out after the news had passed, otherwise he would definitely die.

"How can we contain this fire?"

Nanshan Weng raised his head in surprise, his beauty dropped four or five levels, but he didn't expect He Cheng to agree.

"Actually, this is simple. The reason why the immortal world does not care about the human world is because the human world is in the process of changing dynasties. During wars, demons and demons like us appear in accordance with the laws of nature, causing harm to the whole life and destroying the dynasty. The gods in the immortal world will never take care of it.

But when the war ends and the king of men changes, the gods will appear and come to the world to destroy the demons and monsters. As long as you prolong the war as long as possible, you can pretend to be a fool. "

"It makes sense." He Cheng nodded, "But if the gods in the sky want to kill me, why would they wait? Just like Wude Xingjun, aren't they just coming to kill me?"

"this……"

"Nanshan Weng, it's not easy for a white wolf with empty gloves to work here."

Nanshan Weng wanted to speak, but He Cheng drove him out.

"Is the Old Black Mountain Demon here?" Nanshan Weng staggered out and was blocked by a man dressed as a monk.

Nanshan Weng felt unhappy when he saw the other person holding up his chest and raising his head, looking at the person with his nostrils, "Where does this little demon dare to run wild in the City of Wasted Death?"

"What did you say?"

Fan Seng raised his hand to hit Nan Shan Weng. Although Nan Shan Weng was old and frail, he gently raised the crutch in his hand, wrapped it around Fan Seng's raised wrist, twisted his arm and jerked it back. With a tug, he lifted his toes, and his knees hit the chest of Monk Fan, who was bending over and crawling forward.

"Ah" screamed, and Monk fell to the ground.

The skin swelled and shrank, and a five-foot-long martial arts crawled out from the shriveled human skin.

"How dare a little centipede go wild in the City of Death?"

Nanshan Weng glanced at the two or three companions behind Monk Fan, and his crutch suddenly dropped.

Ding ding ~

A wooden comb for dressing up came flying from behind with a "swish" sound, knocking off Nanshan Weng's crutch.

The wooden comb spun two or three times in the air, flew back, and entered the hands of He Cheng who came out of the door.

"Mr. Heishan, these little monsters dare to run wild in the City of Fusui. I am going to teach them a lesson for you..."

"Don't bother your hands, I'll talk to these masters"

"Yes..." Nanshan Weng drooped his eyelids, rolled his hidden eyes a few times, lowered his head and walked away.

"Yanhong" He Cheng called out.

"yes"

"Let Lao Yuan kill the old fox and skin it by the way... Let's make Xiaoqian a fox fur coat."

"yes……"

The female ghost fairy nodded and left.

"Masters, I didn't kill that old fox in vain just now. Don't be angry. Let's talk somewhere else?"

The centipede spirit on the ground has crawled back into human skin with the help of its companions.

"Old demon from Black Mountain! My ancestors have something to tell you!"

"Your ancestor? Is it...?" He already had the answer when he saw the centipede spirit wearing human skin.

"My ancestor is the current imperial master, already a Buddha-level figure. He wants you to send demons and ghosts to kill Fu Tianchou, the Minister of War, who is escorted to Beijing in seven days!"

"Where's the old demon from Montenegro? Come out quickly!"