The person who walked into the tavern was a tall, handsome, white-haired man with a straight waist and a military look. wwW,QuANbEn-XiAoShUo,cOmThis man looks to be in his thirties or forties, with slight wrinkles on his forehead and slight bags under his eyes. His gray-white hair matches his pale face, and his pair of dark gray His eyes gave people an extremely uncomfortable feeling.
It was that uncomfortable and awkward feeling that came from nowhere and made all the drinkers in the tavern stop at the same time. No one dared to take another step toward him, as if getting closer to him would make him feel uncomfortable. Life is in danger.
With a bright smile, the new white-haired man bowed to everyone gently: "I am the poet Long who travels alone. Ah, unlucky me, I wanted to go to the forest to find the figure of the legendary elf, but I was killed. This heavy snow almost trapped me in the forest. Fortunately, I came out. I hope I can find a place to stay temporarily in this beautiful town!"
Lin Qi looked at this guy who claimed to be a poet traveling alone with interest, "Dragon"? In the Western Continent, there is only one word for "dragon" as a name. Anyone who hears it will know that it is a pseudonym. Especially looking at this guy's demeanor, if he is a general of a country, absolutely no one will doubt him, except that he has nothing to do with the poet.
Moreover, this guy's whole body was filled with an inhuman aura. Without using the power of the soul, Lin Qi could tell that this guy was an undead, and he was an undead of extremely high grade and amazing strength.
Death Skeleton Kurculun laughed. He slowly turned around and nodded slowly: "Everyone knows that elves will only appear in the Elf Continent. If any stupid Elf tribe dares to Set up camp in the forests of the Western Continent, and they will all become slaves in less than two days!"
Kurculun sighed and raised his fingers towards the dragon: "I feel a very interesting aura from you. Come, let me take a closer look at you, a poet looking for elves in this blizzard season? What a stupid excuse!"
Long smiled and bowed to Kurculun: "You sounded aggressive, but I ask myself, I didn't offend you?"
Kurculun laughed. He shook his head vigorously. Then he sighed heavily: "Oh, you didn't offend me. Of course, you didn't offend me, but does this have anything to do with me dealing with you? It's like there was an equally unlucky guy here just now. He You actually want to buy souvenirs from me!”
"Okay. He claims to be the emperor of the Longshan Empire, and you are a wandering poet!"
"It's perfect. Let me turn you all into beautiful undead at the same time. And, well, there is a beautiful and lovely lady beside His Majesty the Emperor. It's so fun. These young and beautiful stupid women. They are so interested in themselves Her appearance must be very important, right? If I turned her into a rotting zombie, would she cry in fear? "
Kurculun kept making ugly and ferocious laughter. He leaned forward and backward with laughter, and then slowly took off his cloak.
What appeared in front of Lin Qi and others was a monster whose name fit particularly well with the Death Skeleton. He looked like a skeleton, with nothing more than a thin layer of skin covering his bones. However, this layer of dry, almost translucent skin did not play any beautifying role, but made him look even worse. So hideous and disgusting.
Under the light of the tavern's oil lamp. The thin layer of skin on Kurculun's body seemed to be constantly secreting oil. That kind of gray grease that is constantly squirming makes people feel creepy no matter how they look at it.
Sha Xinyue frowned in disgust. She lowered her voice and yelled angrily: "It's really a sight of the undead! Okay, I admit, this is indeed a sight of the undead! But this place is so close to the church's holy mountain, how dare an undead appear here?"
Kurculun hurriedly turned back and smiled at Sha Xinyue: "Oh, no, no, dear lady, I am not an ordinary undead! Don't compare me with those lowly things, I am a noble person who understands A person who has a taste for life and tries his best to find joy and the meaning of life in killing and death...a god of the undead!"
The tavern owner sat down on the ground. After Kurculun took off his cloak, he finally recovered from the horror of seeing Kurculun's ferocious face. Then he suddenly heard Kurculun say that he was a god. The tavern owner was just sitting on the ground in fright, and he was not so frightened that he fainted. This was already a sign of his excellent psychological quality.
The other drinkers were trembling with fear, but they didn't dare to say a word, and they shrank towards the corner in fear. Hundreds of sturdy men were tightly packed together, like a flock of quails blown by the cold wind, huddled and shivering.
The face of the dragon who just walked in changed slightly. He glanced at Kurculun indifferently and said softly to himself: "A god of the undead? How strange. You seem to have come here on purpose. What are you waiting for? "
Kurculun stood up and slapped Hu Xinzhu with a gentle palm. As he took action, he chuckled: "Yes, I came here specifically to wait for you! The supreme elder of the Abyss of the Undead, the only will of the Abyss of the Undead, and a dragon wizard who is equal to God in the powerful Abyss of the Undead. King, please give me all the things you carry with you!"
Lin Qi's eyes became very strange. He stood up and took a step forward. Before Kurculun's hand touched Hu Xinzhu's body, there was already a faint colorful aurora flashing around him. A heavy ax tore through the air silently like a breeze, neatly cutting off Kurculun's arm at the shoulder.
Kurculun's shoulders flew up, and with a slight shake of the folding fan in Hu Xinzhu's hand, the arm quietly shattered into countless tiny will-o'-the-wisps and scattered.
Poor Kurculun didn't even feel that his arm was cut off. He was still laughing loudly at the Dragon Witch King: "You should feel honored, Dragon Witch King! As an ordinary Dragon Lich, It's an honor for you to allow me to deal with you personally! Of course, it's an even greater honor for the poor guy who was killed by my palm!"
"As a human being, it is so supreme to be able to die at the hands of gods... Ah!"
Kurculun finally realized that something was wrong. He struck out with his palm. Hu Xinzhu should have been beaten to death by him. If he then retracted his hand, he should be able to see his retracted arm. Why was there no reaction at all
So Kurculun smiled proudly and glanced back, but what he saw was the scene where his arms slowly dispersed into countless light spots falling down. He saw his bare shoulders and his right hand was no longer visible. Where to go.
"My hand! Where's my... hand?" Kurculun asked a question that made Sha Xinyue hold her belly and burst into laughter.
Lin Qi and Hu Xinzhu looked at Kurculun seriously, and they both said at the same time: "Just now, the dog took him away!"
Raising their eyebrows in surprise, Lin Qi and Hu Xinzhu looked at each other, and then grinned at the same time: "Really, a big wild dog just ran over, and unfortunately your hand was taken away by the dog!"
Kurculun didn't take action, Lin Qi and the others didn't use the power of the soul, and they still couldn't see the strength of Kurculun. But as soon as he took action, Lin Qi immediately recognized that he was a lower-level undead god! This guy is indeed a god-level existence, but lower gods appear more as servants in the major gods!
A mere servant of God was teased by two powerful superior gods. According to Kurculun's own words, this was indeed his honor. But Kurculun didn't think so. He stared at his bare shoulders, and then screamed at the top of his lungs: "You all deserve to die! You all deserve to die ten thousand times!"
A bone staff wrapped in gray-white will-o'-the-wisps appeared out of thin air on the left hand side of Kurculun. He held the staff tightly and screamed at the top of his lungs: "No one dares to hurt the great Kurculun. No one dares to hurt him." !”
Lin Qi shook his head, and then punched Kurculun in the head. A surging divine power blasted into Kurculun's head, knocking him unconscious and falling to the ground. He casually picked up Kurculun in his hand. This undead god dared to go deep into the Western Continent alone. There was something fishy about it. Lin Qi must investigate clearly what this guy was here for.
The Dragon Witch King's expression changed. He glanced at Lin Qi, who easily knocked Kurculun to the ground. In a flash, his body turned into a gust of wind and rushed out of the tavern. Lin Qi laughed loudly: "Dear Dragon Witch King, please don't leave in a hurry. This is the Longshan Empire, my territory. As the master, I should entertain you well!"
A strong man from the most mysterious abyss of the undead in the abyss world, if Lin Qi doesn't figure out his ins and outs, Lin Qi may not be able to sleep well in the future. A strong person of the undead type, as long as they are given enough time and materials, they can cause horrific destruction. For example, if they spread a plague in the Longshan Empire, it would really kill people.
So while Lin Qi shouted, his body turned into a ray of aurora and flew out with a colorful halo.
Sha Xinyue also jumped up, laughed loudly and made a seal: "Then, you all have a good sleep, and then forget what happened today!"
The blue-white moonlight enveloped the entire tavern, and Sha Xinyue's magic was quietly activated. Everyone inside and outside the tavern and in the entire town swayed, slowly fell to the ground, and fell into a deep sleep. When they wake up, they will never remember what they saw or heard today.
As for the tavern owner, well, Sha Xinyue didn't know how he would understand the hundreds of large gold coins that suddenly appeared in his drawer!
Hu Xinzhu had already rushed out of the tavern, and Sha Xinyue followed closely. The brothers and sisters transformed into strong winds one after the other and quickly followed the traces left by Lin Qi deep into the forest. (To be continued.)