"These zombie puppets were half rotten when they were refined... no matter how you say it, you won't be in awe of me, right?"

Before Liao Ao finished speaking, he saw Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin Qiqi looking at him, and his eyes were-

It's a bit like watching an idiot!

"No... it's not what you said, I'm that... that's what?" Liao Ao felt guilty.

It wasn't that what he had come up with!

"These people are dead and have no souls. Not to mention you, even if their ancestors come, it will be useless!" Ling Luoyu frowned.

"Then why..."

"There should be something that makes them afraid of or something like this..."

The reason why these puppets did not enter the palace probably had nothing to do with whether Liao Ao was dead or not.

Even if he is like those puppets, the zombie will not make things difficult for him for the sake of the same kind.

But Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin are not!

But these puppets have not taken action for a long time, because something must have shocked them.

And this thing must be with Liao Ao.

"I... I don't have anything on my body..." But Liao Ao's face was even more strange: "I myself... I don't have anything. Even this clothes were given to me by Brother Feng, so..."

What a joke?

He is the fruit of his own!

If Feng Chenglin hadn't taken off his clothes and given them to him, he would probably be still fruiting now!

There is nothing else!

"San Young Master, it's true..." Feng Chenglin nodded repeatedly: "He is really mine. It's because I didn't wear anything when I saw him that I gave him clothes..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Not a human, not a clothes!

What is that?

Could it be that it is really a problem for Liao Ao himself!?

But if he is the zombie king, isn’t it a bit nonsense?

"Oh, I don't care about him anyway. Since those zombie puppets are afraid of Liao Ao, let's take this opportunity to turn over..."

Feng Chenglin clapped his hands quickly and pulled Ling Luoyu back to his thoughts.

"San Young Master, why not take advantage of the opportunity now and take action first..."

He looked towards Zhao Sheng.

"This guy is a rioter, we..."

At this time, Zhao Sheng was already sweating profusely.

The puppet escaped from control, and even under the warning of the attacking flute, it was not very good to remain as still as a mountain!

You know, these puppets are his bargaining chips to save his life now.

Once they stop obeying the command, his good days may end!

Because whether it was Ling Luoyu or Feng Chenglin, the methods he exposed made him feel humble and frightened.

But now she is already on the string and has to fire it—

Otherwise, if Ling Luoyu and the others knew that they could not do anything to them, and they would not have to take advantage of the situation to kill them!?

Now that I was thinking about it in a mess, I suddenly saw Feng Chenglin looking at him in a bad mood, and was still talking to Ling Luoyu.

Instinctively, he realized that something was wrong—

It suddenly stopped and the sound of the flute stopped.

Feng Chenglin was still urging Ling Luoyu to take action earlier, so as not to have too many dreams, and when Zhao Sheng made new troubles, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped.

With the noise, everything suddenly returned to silence, and Feng Chenglin's voice also came to everyone's ears very clearly.

"Don't worry about what he is, let's kill him..."

After saying that, he suddenly covered his mouth, as if he was talking in class and was caught.

The next second, he came to his senses and shrank his neck and looked around: "No...what is this?"
Chapter completed!