I squinted my eyes and said in a low voice: "How strong is my strength? You can tell if you take the initiative to test it yourself?"

After I finished speaking, Wang Hua beside me blew a loud whistle.

"Boom boom boom..."

The earth around the pavilion roared, the soil flew, and figures rushed out from the ground, and the rich corpse energy spread over the area dozens of feet in a radius.

Those zombies looked no different from ordinary people, just their nails and teeth were a little sharper, and their violent and bloodthirsty aura was slightly stronger. They stared at the old man in the pavilion with scarlet eyes.

Boy.

The old guy looked around and squinted his eyes and said, "Iron-armored corpses, bronze-armored corpses... The yin energy on these zombies is a bit special. They were these corpses that Su Ming helped you get? I have to say that these things are indeed a bit difficult to deal with.

But for me, it's just a waste of time!"

Speaking of this, the old guy stared at Wang Hua and said in a deep voice: "Compared with these things, I actually want to talk to you, the corpse driver, to communicate more. I also know about your affairs! Your master

Not an ordinary corpse-driver, his disciples must have extraordinary methods! Take out your trump card and let me see it!"

The moment he finished speaking, the old guy waved his sleeves, and the ink paintings on the stone table flew out directly, flying out of the pavilion like a butterfly, flying towards the men and women zombies outside the pavilion.

“Buzz…”

Accompanied by the sound of trembling space, the paintings that burst out from the dilapidated pavilion were bright and the ink in the painting instantly changed into countless black silk threads, crazily entangling the zombies of men and women.

"Ho huh huh..."

The zombies roared and kept making moves, cutting and tearing the black silk threads that burst out from the paintings with their sharp nails, trying to tear the floating paintings apart.

However, the power attached to those paintings is quite strange. Although the black silk threads are constantly torn and cut off, in the process, the black silk threads seem to suppress the power of the zombies, making them unable to break free from the dense black threads in a short time.

The lingering of silk thread.

Judging from the current situation, those paintings should be able to trap the zombies for a cup of tea.

The time of a cup of tea is enough for this old guy in the pavilion to suppress us!

At least, this is what he thinks!

The old guy took action, waved his sleeves, and two invisible soft forces appeared directly on Wang Hua and me, instantly binding us.

"Get out of your mother!"

Wang Hua roared, and strange patterns appeared on his forehead, face and arms. A faint black mist rose from his body. As the blue veins on his forehead surged, the space around him suddenly twisted slightly.

After a moment, the soft force that bound him instantly collapsed and dissipated.

And here I have something like that!

Before I could react, a three-color light flashed across my body, and the soft power that bound me disappeared instantly, as if it was swallowed by the faint three-color light.

“Huh?”

At this time, a strange color flashed in the eyes of the boy who was still boiling water, but then his eyes calmed down and he continued to add firewood to boil water as if no one was around.

"Swish!"

As the two invisible binding forces surrounding Wang Hua and I disappeared, two light sounds came from the old guy, and two half-foot-long cracks appeared at his wide cuffs.

Looking at the cracks at his cuffs, the old guy seemed a little shocked, as if he didn't expect that Wang Hua and I could damage his clothes.

Just a piece of clothing, what's the big deal if the cuffs are damaged?

If you don’t want to sew it, just throw it away and buy another one!

However, this old guy doesn't seem to think so.

After two cracks appeared on the wide cuffs, he looked at us in shock first, and then the old face turned dark, his eyes flashed with a cold light and stared at us tightly, and his old face seemed a little distorted.

.

This old guy is so murderous!

If this old guy was like a senior and senior who disdained to take action with his juniors before, then now he feels like an old jackal, ready to do his best to bite the prey he is targeting to death!

After sensing the murderous intent emitted by the old guy, Wang Hua did not show any fear, but instead showed a grim smile, and his fighting spirit seemed to be even higher.

As a slight bone explosion sounded from Wang Hua's body, Wang Hua's nails slowly grew and became black, and there were slight bulges on his lips, revealing a little blood-red fangs. The most important thing is

The corpse aura on his body was rapidly increasing, and his whole body seemed to be changing towards a more special zombie.

Although I had seen Wang Hua's transformation on the mountain near Luoshui Town, when I saw it again, I was still a little uncomfortable.

If Wang Hua, who looks like this, said that he is a good person and never kills indiscriminately, even a fool would not believe it!

At this time, I took a deep breath and prepared to take out the bricks to face the enemy!

Just when the sword was tense, the boy who was boiling water suddenly stood up, looked at Wang Hua and me, and said with a smile: "Interesting boy, since you want to go to the Su family, then go! Just in time, Su is also

Those young boys from the family know what it means to have people outside the sky!"

After he finished speaking, before Wang Hua and I responded, the water-boiled boy had already walked out of the dilapidated pavilion.

The old guy who was originally full of murderous intentions for us was also stunned, then left us and ignored him. He hurriedly followed the boy, with his shoulders hanging down and his hands like an old servant, leaving the pavilion.

And the zombies surrounding the pavilion were still entangled with the paintings, as if they could not see the old and the young, and let them walk past them without any reaction.

After seeing this scene, Wang Hua and I were both a little dull.

"What the hell?"

Wang Hua's mouth twitched, his eyes widened and he looked at me, and said with a confused look on his face: "What's going on with that boy? Why did that old guy from the Su family suddenly become like a servant?"

"How do I know!" I responded angrily.

Looking at the backs of the old and young people disappearing into the mountains, my heart became heavy inexplicably.

I didn't sense anything unusual about that boy before. It was not until the faint three-color light appeared on me that he felt a little strange.

Judging from the situation just now, that boy has a very high status in the Su family!

Is an illegitimate child worthy of a person with a very high status in the Su family to test and peep in advance?

Damn, could it be that my true identity was exposed?
Chapter completed!