Reborn Zombie Supreme

"The Sun and Moon Sect under Dongfang Bubai?" He Cheng asked.

"No~"

"No? Could it be that the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect lets me do whatever I want?"

"Do you still know about the old leader?" Lan Fenghuang looked at He Cheng in surprise: "The transfer of power in the Sun Moon Divine Sect is very strictly controlled within the sect. Even ordinary Miao people don't know about it. You Han people still know about it?"

"My father was once a imperial guard. It shouldn't be difficult to know this, right?"

"That's right." Lan Fenghuang nodded coquettishly: "Our Sun Moon God Sect will one day overthrow the Han court. You are a Han, and you will follow us Miao people in the future. Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"My father was killed by the Jinyi Guards of Dongchang. To destroy Dongchang and overthrow the imperial court is to avenge my father." There was real murderous intention in his eyes: "You don't need you, I will do it as long as I have the chance."

The Ming Dynasty and the Sun Moon God Sect are both good forces. If they can be grasped, it will be much easier for him to regain his strength.

Killing was naturally inevitable, and it could even be said to be what he expected.

But Lan Fenghuang suddenly felt something in his heart, and sighed leisurely: "It's all revenge. You want to avenge your father and kill the Jin Yiwei. The altar leader also swore to kill Dongfang Bubai for the sake of the old leader, alas~"

"What is the relationship between the altar leader and the leader Ren?"

"The altar owner is the daughter of the old leader." Lan Fenghuang stopped bandaging: "You are not attracted by the beauty of the altar owner, are you? She will not fall in love with you!"

"It's very beautiful." He Cheng nodded and thought to himself: It turns out that the altar owner is Ren Yingying.

Ren Woxing cannot defeat Dongfang Bubai, and there is no point in escaping, but I believe that Ren Woxing's abilities are far superior to Ren Yingying's.

The essence of flesh and blood should be greatly replenished!

Lan Fenghuang poked He Cheng in the face: "Who is more beautiful, me or the altar master?"

"You are all beautiful." He thought happily, and the smile on his lips became brighter.

"You are handsome, but I didn't expect you to have such a pretty mouth." Lan Fenghuang wrapped the cloth, clenched his fist and lightly punched He Cheng's shoulder, "Let's go, don't let the altar master really think that I am stealing a man~"

Judging from her appearance, she really regarded He Cheng as her own private property.

"good"

Although He Cheng has the appearance of a frail young man, he is carefree and cheerful, and cannot change it.

A frail and delicate young man, adding a bit of freedom and ease.

If you want to talk about how effective it is, the blue phoenix looking at He Cheng next to you can tell the effect with peach blossoms in his eyes.

After returning to the fire and sitting down, the others had already woken up with yawns.

Ren Yingying should have greeted these disguised Sun Moon God Sect members, so when He Cheng came back, they all nodded friendly to He Cheng.

Another person brought over a set of clothes and put them on He Cheng.

"Tomorrow, you will be responsible for playing the gong."

"knew."

After a short conversation, everyone dragged their exhausted bodies to sleep.

The fire went out, and there were only sparks, beeping and exploding.

Ren Yingying, who was meditating with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes and looked at He Cheng: "Although those medicines can cure your external injuries, the internal injuries still need to be treated by a Chinese miracle doctor. Don't worry, since I control you with Gu, I won't let you. You wasted my Gu for nothing."

"Thank you Altar Master" He Cheng grinned.

He smiled in a carefree and carefree manner, which actually made Ren Yingying look at him twice.

As the night grew darker, He Cheng rested his arms on his head and looked at the sky.

In the battle with Tathagata, he was almost completely defeated. He had nothing but the iron key to open the Tianmen, and the remains of Yan Hong and the inner demon Caiyi.

The corpse armor, corpse Buddha's clone, and everything else were turned into ashes of waste blood.

"If I ask you to recite a few more sutras on that high platform, it will be difficult to predict the future!"

He was leaning on his arms and just about to turn over, when he was pushed into his arms by a delicate and soft body.

"Shh~" Lan Fenghuang poked his head out from his arms, blinked his pretty eyes, and signaled him to be quiet.

"You're so cold!" Her hands were like snakes, slowly crawling up He Cheng's back and hugging him tightly.

"Really?" He Cheng smelled the scent of blood to see if he could eat it.

He Cheng let Lan Phoenix hug him and closed his eyes.

With the beauty in his arms, there was no reason to refuse, but all he wanted in his heart was to regain his strength, return to the top, and fight on the Lingshan Mountain.

It was already dawn when I opened my eyes again.

Lan Fenghuang hugged his feet and kept rubbing his face, mumbling something he didn't know what to say. Judging from his expression, the content was not healthy.

"Altar Master!"

He Cheng gently twitched his feet and greeted Ren Yingying, who had already opened her eyes and woke up.

"I see you are recovering well."

Ren Yingying was a little surprised at He Cheng's recovery. Judging from his high spirits, he didn't appear to be seriously injured.

"I would like to thank the altar master for the miracle medicine."

"Although my medicine works well, it is by no means that powerful. Ask the doctor to take a look at it when you get back."

Ren Yingying didn't go into details and woke up the others.

"Why didn't Lao San and the others come back all night?"

You see, everyone, I see you, none of them know anything.

"Go out and check!"

"yes!"

Everyone went out to investigate, leaving only He Cheng and Ren Yingying alone.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" Ren Yingying asked with a frown.

He Cheng grinned and said, "When I see something beautiful, I can't help but want to look at it more."

"You are smooth-tongued. Looking at your handsome appearance, I thought you were some decent gentleman!" Ren Yingying said with a little disgust.

"Haha, a decent gentleman?" He sat up, leaning on the sedan, with his black hair hanging down from his shoulders, shaking his head: "That's a curse word, I don't like to hear it."

"There are evil heretics and decent people in the world who all call themselves upright gentlemen. How come they became curse words in your ears?" Ren Yingying suddenly became interested.

"Haha" He Cheng did not reply.

Once upon a time, "good person" was also a compliment. Why do people now get angry when they say, "Your whole family is a good person"?

The upright gentleman's behavior was pedantic and rigid, which was contrary to He Cheng's behavior. Of course, he didn't like to hear it.

Just as Ren Yingying was about to speak again, several people who went out to investigate for news about her companions had already returned.

Two headless corpses and two severed heads.

"Altar master, it's Jin Yiwei!" Lan Fenghuang handed over the knife, which was exactly the one used by He Cheng.

"It seems that he is the Jin Yiwei who is chasing me. Why don't you hand me over..." He Chenggang said, and then he heard "pop!" The whip wrapped around the knife, and Ren Yingying flicked her wrist.

"Duh"

The knife passed through a thin poplar tree fifty steps away, leaving only the handle outside.

"Our Sun Moon God Sect and the Ming Dynasty are at odds with each other. This is just to fill a bill! Dispose of my brother's body first, and then go on our way!"

The whip was like a living snake, consciously wrapped around Ren Yingying's waist.

She put on the red hijab and sat in the sedan.

He Cheng followed the others and buried the body. It was hard to say whether the body could absorb the earth's energy and turn into a zombie.

After burying the body, everyone beat gongs and drums, pretended to be a farewell procession, and continued on their way.

He Cheng was arranged in the front, walking side by side with the suona players, and the gongs were played every now and then.

Drink water when you're thirsty, and have barbecue and flatbread when you're hungry.

He was half human and half corpse, but he could actually eat. He walked with stops and stops for four days.

When there was no one in the land, everyone even used Qinggong to walk through the air.

Even if it is a sedan chair, a group of people can travel hundreds of miles a day.

On the afternoon of the fourth day, across the river, there was a wild shop run by Miao people.

The wilderness inn is a cover-up.