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Chapter 2025: Dont Be Moral Kidnapping

Chapter 3750: Blood of the zombie
"This white-haired zombie isn't it the chosen son of the last session, right?"
When this thought arose in Yin Dong's mind, he did not delay his escape. His body flashed and fled towards the Grand Canyon next to the crocodile swamp.
The white-haired zombie stared at Yin Dong to death, and ignored the ferocious beast he had just injured, and chased Yin Dong and ran away.
While fleeing, Yin Dong glanced at the trading market and found that Ling Fan had not confirmed the transaction and did not accept the jade-based heart that had turned into a array.
In the camp chat room, there was also a message from Ling Fan that had just been sent: "Dongzi, brother can deal with it here. You can do your best to improve and maintain your advantage! You can't lose the advantage of clan fortune!"
The implication is... As long as the human race's clan fortune is always the strongest and wins the final victory, no matter how severe the Blue Star is damaged, it can be repaired!
After glanced at Brother Ling’s news, Yin Dong’s idea of ​​trying to keep his advantage was also dispelled and replied: “I understand!”
After taking back the transaction items, the jade-made heart appeared in Yin Dong's hand.
He has an extra trump card. Once he has no time to introduce the white-haired zombie into the Grand Canyon, he will activate this array device and cover the white-haired zombie.
Yin Dong and the white-haired zombies chased and fled, interspersed out of the forest, flew past the edge of the crocodile corpse, and rushed to the Grand Canyon, which became the forbidden place of death.
When he arrived at the entrance of the canyon, he quickly blocked the corresponding holes on the stones on both sides, causing the infrasound waves in the canyon to disappear.
Then, Yin Dong flashed and rushed into the blood-sucking woods in the canyon.
The white-haired zombie chased in, but after the big guy entered the canyon, he paused for a moment. A hint of confusion appeared on his originally Wubang's face. He seemed to have thought of something, but it seemed that he didn't...
Yin Dong hid in a blood-sucking tree, turned around and found that the white-haired zombie had not caught up with him. He couldn't help but be surprised: "That guy doesn't know the secret of this Grand Canyon, don't come in, right?"
Tsk, if this is the case, it means that the white-haired zombie is really the chosen son of the last session... right?
At this moment, a consciousness of the mechanical monkey came from the Jade-Shihuan heart: "Master, this white-haired zombie is the chosen son of the last generation. Luo Li was killed by this guy. He is a zombie, who comes from a Black and Nether universe with a higher ranking than the mechanical universe."
Yin Dong's heart skipped and asked, "Are all the zombies in the Black and Nether Universe zombies like this? Then is this white-haired zombie considered alive or dead?"
The mechanical monkey said: "Like our mechanical civilization, the zombie tribe is immortal. As long as it is not completely annihilated by the body and spirit, it can be resurrected."
"Are there many people like you who were resurrected in the tribe battlefield, who were the last generation, or even the best, and the chosen sons a long time ago?"
Yin Dong asked, a little frightened.
Before the mechanical monkey could answer, Yin Dong felt a strong sense of crisis. His pupils shrank and he saw the white-haired zombie rushing towards him quickly.
The pounce...is also in vain!
The branches of the blood-sucking tree flew out in a thought in Yin Dong, and immediately caused the white-haired zombies to fall into the sea of ​​branches and be entangled and pierced.
The white-haired zombie's body was extremely hard, but it could not resist the mushroom spores on the blood-sucking tree, flying out and touching the zombie's body, corroding its flesh. When the branches pierced, it was like piercing into rotten wood.
It's very easy!
Yin Dong was not at ease, and when the branches of the blood-sucking tree were flying out and trapped the white-haired zombies, they rushed out and rushed to the entrance of the canyon, opening the holes blocked in the stones on both sides to allow the sound waves to reappear.
Then, Yin Dong stood on the big rock next to him and looked at the bottom of the canyon. He could see countless white-haired zombies trapped in the trap, struggling desperately but unable to break free.
The white hair on the white-haired zombie suddenly flew up, like countless hairs flying in the air, attacking the surroundings without distinction, and cutting off countless branches.
Then... nothing happened!
The white-haired zombie who used the last killing move was useless to the blood-sucking forest. The cut branches fell to the ground and took root, while more branches flew over and continued to pierce into the corpse.
The blood in the white-haired zombie's body was dry, but the dried zombie's blood was a rare resource, and the Blood-Devouring Tree also liked it. If Yin Dong had not been far away and his mental power was linked to the tree spirit, the Blood-Devouring Tree would have absorbed the blood of the white-haired zombie.
Yin Dong knew through the tree spirit that the blood of the zombie was a good thing for the burial clan, so he was reluctant to waste it and gave the order to the tree spirit: "Tree spirit, leave half of the blood of the zombie clan for me!"
Originally, Yin Dong could use his mental power to communicate with the tree spirit, but when he was excited, he said it.
At this time, there were many old antiques from the funeral clan staring at Yin Dong’s live broadcast room.
On the mountain of stars.
The hall of the Burial Clan suddenly became a furious. Not only the seven kings of the Burial Clan are here, but also some older burial clan bosses also appeared. Everyone stared at King You, like a group of hungry wolf, staring at King You.
King You was helpless: "Why are you looking at me? The blood of the zombie tribe, do you think I don't want it? But now, they are in that space and cannot send things out!"
Fatty Ye Wang said: "Xiaobao hasn't contacted us this week. I'll ask him to ask his father to come here later. Maybe the reward can be realized?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man's eyes lit up.
In the live broadcast room of Yin Dong, the white-haired zombies turned into pink foam, and the dried blood on their bodies was squeezed by the tree spirits of the blood-sucking tree, and the branches were squeezed into a ball of blood beads the size of goose eggs.
Then, the blood bead was thrown out of the Grand Canyon by the blood-sucking branches and landed on Yin Dong's hand.
Yin Dong only looked at it and put it on the trading market, traded it to Xiaobao, and sent a message in the chat room.
"Xiaobao, this is the blood of the zombie tribe. Take a look and see if you and your sister can use it? If you can't use it, just keep it. If you have the chance to give it to you Uncle Ming in the future."
Xiaobao quickly confirmed the transaction, looked at it, and was a little disgusted. He said in the chat room: "The blood of the zombie is smelly, so I don't want it. Leave it to Uncle Ming!"
Off-screen in the live broadcast room.
The expression on King You's face suddenly became very strange, and he felt depressed by his brother and nephew, but at the same time, he was also the joy of being worried about by the father and son.
Even though the father and son had a bad attitude, they were all thrown into him with a look of trash that they wanted to be beaten up, but King You couldn't help but be happy.
Besides, the six kings of the Burial Clan around him and the older generation of old ghosts all looked envious?
It's very cool!
The fat man from Ye Wang was the most shameless. He immediately hooked up with King You and said intimately: "King You, let's go to Blue Star Manor to see grandma together."
King You looked at the fat man slanted, and didn't want to answer him. He lifted him up and was about to go to Blue Star Manor by himself. Xiaobao contacted him at this time.
Xiaobao's live broadcast room was dark and he only contacted You Wang on a single line. When the uncle and nephew started talking, the boy said straight to the point: "Uncle Ming, take good care of my grandmother. My father and I have good things that can be used by the Burial clan, and we will keep them for you."
Chapter completed!
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