The few people in front did not respond to Zhu Yang's words, and still walked forward at a rhythm that seemed to be so neat and regular at the moment that it made people's spines chill.
Just like the zombie team controlled by Uncle Ying, the only difference is that the zombie team jumps forward, and the person in front of Zhu Yang seems to be more flexible.
But that's what makes it all the more creepy, because the more flexible it is, the harder it is to keep pace.
In Zhu Yang's view, they didn't even have the limit of being too tight and rigid, and their walking posture and posture maintained a vigilance against the surrounding environment.
However, this can still be consistent, and Zhu Yang has no idea at first, if the first three floors are still relatively light to Zhu Yang.
At this level, even she has to cheer up.
Zhu Yang raised his leg and stepped on the uneven wall, and ran to the front of the team. Uncle Ying was leading the team.
Sure enough, he looked dazed at the moment, his eyes were not focused, and he looked lost.
Seeing Zhu Yang appearing in front of him, as if he hadn't seen it, he rushed straight towards her and didn't stop when he was about to hit her.
However, they knew how to circumvent the bizarre and winding route in the entire passage. They didn't walk straight and hit the wall, or they just couldn't see the road ahead and stabbed a big man like Zhu Yang.
"Stop!" Zhu Yang snapped his fingers, and the team stopped.
But his expression was sluggish and motionless, as if he was playing 123 wooden figures.
Zhu Yang just passed the four people and pressed his hand to Uncle Ying and Da Bao, who was walking in the second place.
Dabao aside, it is actually very difficult for Uncle Ying to invade his spirit with a firm will and righteousness to protect himself.
Even advanced players.
But Zhu Yang was not hindered at all this time, as if his thinking had been stripped away, and what was in front of her at the moment was just an empty shell.
Zhu Yang checked and confirmed that they were not fascinated by some illusion or controlled by their consciousness, but completely complete, and their consciousness had been separated from the body.
In a way that is more suitable for this instance, it is out of the body.
This is not a simple matter. Zhu Yang believes that maybe the zombie king has such ability, but he is so far away that he collects the souls of four people out of thin air.
One of them is still a master of Taoism, a person with tenacity of willpower.
Convert the combat power of the corpse king into a water bottle for a good high-level player, unless the guy who specializes in the spirit and soul, such as the human savior Adam in the animal world.
Otherwise, advanced players also need a certain medium to do it.
medium
Zhu Yang raised his head and glanced at the passage. Although the shapes of each place were different, the one thing that never changed was the bronze mirrors at intervals.
Zhu Yang raised her hand and wiped the bronze mirror closest to her. After the dust peeled off, the mirror that could not see people clearly, Zhu Yang actually saw a clear effect in it.
In an instant, the environment around her changed, from the narrow and curved passage to a hall with several towering tall columns.
The hall was so big that it seemed impossible to see the end at a glance. The place ten meters away was dark, only where Zhu Yang stood.
Then a huge bronze mirror appeared in front of her, oval in shape, about three meters high, more than enough as a door.
And this thing is indeed like a door, because Zhu Yang can clearly see a lot of pictures at this end.
These images are not as unrealistic as watching the moon through the water, just like the real thing that is happening on the other side of the door.
Once she makes a sound, or walks over, she can disrupt what's going on.
Zhu Yang saw that before he entered the game, after killing the pseudo-Sadako, he watched Julina leave with a half-smiling smile.
Julina's heart was finally relieved because of the death of Pseudo Sadako, but in less than half an hour, except for Zhu Yang's house, she was hit by a truck and died unexpectedly.
Xie Xiaomeng, who was still waving goodbye to her in the car at the time, looked at her aggressively and screamed at the bloody scene.
There is no narration or commentary in the whole picture, but Zhu Yang just understands the position it expresses—
Because of her existence, because of the game's will to her, the other girl must die.
Then Zhu Yang saw the villa in the first scene, but the perspective given in the mirror is not the players or the souls trapped in the haunted house.
Instead, the picture was directed to other related figures, such as Mr. Zhu's family, who was suspected of having an affair with Mr. Qiu by Mr. Qiu's husband.
That family of three, Mr. Zhu, who has good morals, the wife of Mr. Zhu, who is virtuous and gentle, and their three-year-old daughter.
Just because Zhu Yang humiliated him by pulling someone down on the overpass, Mr. Qiu's husband left the villa and attacked Mr. Zhu's family.
As for Miss Cui's parents and younger brothers, because of Zhu Yang's reasons, Miss Cui made a clear distinction with them. Without a source of income, they had to raise two boys, and the family became impoverished.
Next, he came to Toad Village. Zhu Yang saw the tragic death of the village chief, the village chief who saw the death of his son with his own eyes, and the entire village, except for some children and young people, all died overnight.
A huge village has become a dead village.
The mirror is like a critical recorder, recording all the bloody deeds related to Zhu Yang in detail.
But Zhu Yang laughed.
She couldn't help laughing, and then it got bigger and bigger, and the whole space was empty, so her laughter seemed a little creepy at the moment.
Then the smile on Zhu Yang's face disappeared, showing a really infiltrating expression, and said to the mirror—
"I don't know where to start complaining. At first, I had the idea of refuting it. Now, I just feel that I was stupid when I competed with mentally retarded thinking at first."
"You think I'm in debt, and that every step I take is a bedrock of bones? That's a good thing to say."
"And then? How do you think I'll feel when I see this? Just like the murderers and push-pullers who kill for no reason, bully the weak, exploit their families, and even maim women, they will never reflect on their actions."
"Do you think I'll reflect on my actions?"
"Haha! I know that you make this place look like that, and you intend to point and point at all beings, but look at your narrow vision, the values that fit with the shameless, there is no objective perspective, even the truth. You can’t even reflect the facts, and you have an irreversible prejudice in your own eyes, and you’re the only one trying to appear in the image of a judge?”
"You alone can judge me?"
"roll!"
Zhu Yang uttered this word in a voice full of spiritual power, and the surrounding world collapsed inch by inch, and the shaking like the sky collapsed did not make her figure shake even a bit.
She really had no guilt about the blood on her hands.
Those bloodshed events that she caused subjectively or unintentionally because of the involvement and cause and effect of the game.
Zhu Yang will neither regret his choice, nor will he be restrained by the irresistible effect of external forces.
In the end, she didn't have all-inclusive naive thoughts, and accusing her with the standard of a saint was a joke to her.
Consciousness returned to the cage, and the scene in front of Zhu Yang switched to a tunnel again.
However, when she came back, Uncle Ying and the others were still trapped in the illusion of the trial.
Zhu Yang himself is a stubborn and stubborn donkey, but Uncle Ying and the others are not necessarily.
Although Uncle Ying has a firm will, after so many years of catching demons and eliminating demons, he always has his own unspeakable regrets.
The sense of responsibility to protect one side made him feel more or less guilt and regret for anyone on this land who lost his life due to demons and ghosts.
This is the easiest way to be exploited.
Zhu Yang protected the ears of the four with a layer of spiritual power, and suddenly let out a deafening scream from the cave.
Those bronze mirrors were suddenly cracked, and the four of them woke up from a dream, their faces pale and sweating profusely.
Seeing Zhu Yang standing at the front, Master Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Good girl, you are still here, luckily fortunately!"
"Huh? What did you see?" Zhu Yang asked.
"I saw the mirror showing the scene where you burned your grandfather alive. The mirror didn't say anything, but I knew it was blaming you for killing your relatives and ancestors, so I can't blame you for that situation. My father is also wrong."
In short, Mr. Zhu intellectually knew that it was helpless for his own father to be burned to death, but there was still a psychological shadow.
Zhu Yang didn't take it seriously, looked at Uncle Ying who still didn't come back to his senses, and said, "Uncle Ying, you must have guessed the whole picture of this thing by now, right?"
"Ah? Hmm!" Uncle Ying raised his head, he didn't react for a moment, it took a few seconds to clear his mind, and nodded to Zhu Yang.
"When your father and I came here, we had never experienced any of these. It was just some organs and more zombies hiding below."
"But this time, the zombie king is indeed awake and asleep. This ancient tomb has two styles."
"Master, what's going on?" Dabao Erbao was a little flustered: "I was walking well, but I was sucked into an unfamiliar place. The mirror showed all the bad things I've done since I was a child."
"There are eighteen floors in this ancient tomb. The puppets on the first floor focus on pulling their tongues out. The second floor is a suspension bridge that traps Erbao's ten fingers and wants to cut them off. The third floor is the iron tree, which reflects sin. Mirror."
"Even if you have a little common sense, you should understand what's going on with one stroke?" Zhu Yang said.
"Pulling tongues, cutting fingers, iron trees, and evil mirrors, these are clearly the first to fourth levels of hell."
"It seems that this zombie king has treated himself as the king of hell in the world, and actually restored eighteen layers of hell in his cemetery."
Uncle Ying had already noticed that when Master Zhu was young, he fought back and forth, so he naturally reacted instantly.
On the other hand, Dabao and Erbao, because of their repeated dangers, heard that this is a complete copy of the eighteenth hell, and took a deep breath, only to think that this time it was really bad luck.
This is only the fourth floor, what to do next
And what Zhu Yang is thinking about at the moment is that if this ancient tomb can be restored in her haunted house, or simply moved there, she will make a fortune.
Not to mention, this project is really easy to understand, has a large audience, is easy to understand but never loses excitement.
Zhu Yang felt that the guy who designed this ancient tomb and revitalized it could do it. If it weren't for the boss of this level, maybe her ability was still higher than her, I would have to fight hard, and the life and death would be unknown.
As long as the other party is weaker, it is estimated that they have been forcibly hired by Zhu Yang at this time.
"Let's go, in this order, the steamer hell is below." The expression on Zhu Yang's face was a little eager to try: "It's quite exciting."
Lord Zhu looked at her in horror, feeling that his heart could not stand the fear of his daughter.
But how did he know that Zhu Yang had already taken this place as a project inspection, and the first four floors had already given her a lot of surprises, so he naturally looked forward to the following performance.
But the two players behind them have become more and more powerless since the Iron Tree Forest.
It's not that they are so weak that they can't even deal with those iron trees. In fact, it is a matter of minutes for advanced players to blow up a large forest with one big move.
It's just that it's inconvenient for them to reveal their tracks right now, and they have to keep a low profile, so it's not much better than Zhu Yang.
Then a low-key tragedy happened, and the two easily escaped the attacks of countless iron trees and vines in the Iron Tree Forest.
Seeing that those iron trees have been burned, and many places are still smoking, I didn't think much about it.
However, it didn't take long for them to become dizzy and sluggish. If they didn't hide quickly, they would have been attacked by an iron tree.
"No, it's poisonous!" The two of them covered their mouths and noses and forced their way through the iron tree forest. They breathed a sigh of relief after entering the tunnel.
"To be careless, these trees are actually poisonous," the female player said.
"What poison is there? That woman put it there." The male player was shrewd and said, "How long did it take them to pass here? They also used fire attacks. If the iron tree itself is poisonous, how could so many people be killed so quickly? Do you have to leave with all your tails?"
"Then you know that we are behind, hehe! We think Oriole is behind, and it is not without her advantage that she runs first."
"Then keep your spirits up and pay attention, I'm afraid that *** will still play tricks."
No matter how naive the other party is, he can't hope to bring down two high-level players with a little poison.
When the two entered the mirror space, Zhu Yang and the others had already reached the fifth floor.
Here's what corresponds to Steamer Hell!
"Where's the steamer? Where is it?" Dabao Erbao asked, because the fifth floor was just a huge platform.
The top is unbelievably clean, but it is also empty. The area of this floor is more than enough to be used as a football field. It is neatly and orderly paved with bluestone slabs.
Not to mention, when it comes to this laying process, Zhu Yang rarely sees such a good work. Sure enough, the ancients worked hard.
Listening to Dabao Erbao's question, Uncle Ying knocked on their heads: "See for yourself, don't ask questions without thinking about anything."
The world's brain supplement for the steamer hell is about one big steamer that is on fire under the steamy sky.
Then the sinners are put into a steamer to be steamed, the meat is soft and rotten, and then shattered with a twist, steamed until the skin and meat are melted and only the bones are left, and then the flesh is reshaped and continued to be steamed.
In any case, the prison term of the underworld often starts at the end of ten million years, and these tortures are naturally enjoyed day after day.
Although the place in front of you is empty, and there is no hidden danger on it at present, no one will walk up to it in such a big way.
Uncle Ying picked up a stone and threw it on it, but there was no response.
He frowned and said, "Last time we came here, there was a mechanism here. Those slates will rise and fall regularly, and if you don't pay attention, you will be thrown into the sky and fall to your death."
Of course, according to Zhu Yang, the ancient tomb was in hibernation at that time, and this mechanical exclusion system could only be activated.
Now that people have woken up, they naturally don't need such small tricks, and the other party still insists on the aesthetics of the eighteen layers of hell.
Zhu Yang suddenly had a snake in his hand and threw the snake on it.
Master Zhu said: "Good girl, where did you get the snake?"
"Just, I picked one up before I came in, I guess it will be useful."
Master Zhu was very anxious: "Then you should tell Dad to let Dad take it. That thing is a poisonous snake."
In fact, it's not a poisonous snake, it's a fish in Zhu Yang's space. After the copy of the ancestor of Wandu used up the stored seawater and fish, Zhu Yang went to the beach and filled thousands of cubic meters of seawater.
However, sea fish is obviously not suitable to appear here. Zhu Yang used some tricks to make Uncle Ying and Master Zhu think it was the stalactite snake above.
Sure enough, living things can arouse the so-called 'steamer hell' response.
After the sizeable salmon landed on it, the entire platform seemed to come alive, and suddenly saw a jet of steam as high as two or three meters from the gap in the floor.
The inside was instantly red with steam, and the heat wave came over the surface, making the group of people in the cold underground immediately feel that they were in the dog days of direct sunlight.
It's still 80 degrees hot.
Zhu Yang and the others are not too close to the platform, and they are still so uncomfortable, it is conceivable if they are in it.
That poor salmon was cooked in no time, not to mention, it was really fragrant.
Zhu Yang threw a vine that had just been pulled out of the Tieshu Forest and rolled the fish up. The vine was better than a rope.
She tasted the fish: "The taste is good. Although it is heated in an instant, it is heated evenly and the fish is very tender, but if you stay on it for a second or two, it will become old."
The four of them watched her eating snakes as if nothing had happened, and Uncle Ying looked at Master Zhu, who only felt a headache.
What Zhu Yang wanted was to use this technology to open a restaurant and make countless fried rice that broke the Guinness World Records in minutes.
Roasting whole pigs, whole cows and whole sheep is also very good, but unfortunately she doesn't have any fresh ingredients of pigs, cattle and sheep, otherwise I really have to give it a try to see how the meat quality is, it is definitely rich in gravy.
"Alas! Good girl, don't eat it, think of a way to get there."
It is also several hundred meters away from the opposite side. There is no other way around, and you must pass the platform.
The so-called steamer hell, everyone now knows what it means. This entire huge platform is a steamer, and it is equipped with biometric technology.
Be sure to start as soon as you step on it.
"Huh? Wait, living creature!"
Zhu Yang said to Da Bao, "Give me the roast chicken in your bag."
"Oh!" Dabao obediently took out the roast chicken that was ready to be made into dry food.
Uncle Ying's head hurts when he sees it, where is this place, and he still has the mind to prepare for this.
Zhu Yang threw the roast chicken on it, but there was no response.
Zhu Yang took out another fish and hung it with vines to see if it had to touch the slate to start the steamer.
I started the test from a height of more than one meter, and when it was about fifty centimeters from the slate floor, the scorching steam started.
Zhu Yang said: "It seems that if we want to pass here, at least the whole person must be above the ground by more than 50 cm."
"Then what should we do? We won't step in the air." Dabao Erbao said.
Uncle Ying couldn't do anything for a while. The heat on the steamer was not something that the human body could handle. Even if he temporarily turned everyone into a golden bell-covered iron cloth shirt with talisman paper, it would only be hard and indestructible on the outside.
The scorching air waves will directly damage the human respiratory system, not to mention the steam that is everywhere and easy to melt the rune paper.
When the four of them were worried, they heard Zhu Yang's voice beside him: "Come on, stand and let me measure how tall you are?"
A few people looked and saw that the two little zombies that Zhu Yang wanted to leave did not know when they appeared here.
Zhu Yang took out a tape measure out of nowhere, and was measuring the height of these two little zombies who were standing obediently.
"It's all one meter two, that's enough! Even if there is a special situation, with your strength, you can guarantee that no one will fall within fifty centimeters."
"Okay, that's all for you, make jelly for you to eat when it's done."
The two little zombies licked their mouths. They were thrown into the Lingquan space, and they ate the vegetables and fruits inside. They all tasted good, just like Lingquan water.
I also tried jelly. It was given by my brother chicken. It was made from the juice squeezed from the fruit inside. It was delicious and delicious, and children liked it.
As soon as the little zombie heard it, he directly lifted the big treasure standing in the front above his head and stepped towards the steamer.
"Eh, eh? What's going on? Why are they here? Let me go, they're going to die—"
However, when Dabao was lifted up by the little zombie and walked over the steamer, it did not cause steam and high temperature.
Uncle Ying said: "So it turns out that zombies are not living creatures, and there are many patrolling guard zombies in this ancient tomb, so naturally the steamer will not react."
He held back and didn't ask Zhu Yang how he brought the little zombie in.
Uncle Ying had the intention to pass on some of Zhu Yang's skills, but Zhu Yang's own skills were learned abroad, so he was rude to ask rashly.
Zhu Yang also relied on Uncle Ying's honesty and would not ask questions, so many things were just like that.
The two little zombies jumped very fast, and they were raised by Zhu Yang with spiritual spring water for several days, and their strength was not bad.
The strength is also great, and it is very easy to lift one person at a time. The steamer platform of hundreds of meters will go back and forth in a short while.
"Er Treasure, come on." Zhu Yang said.
Erbao saw that Dabao was on the other side, and it was not ambiguous, so he fell down and was carried by the little zombie.
After going back and forth several times, Zhu Yang and the others passed the steamer hell.
During this period, Zhu Yang was also vigilant, worried that the other party would initiate other plans, such as moving the slate grid, or suddenly raising one of the small zombies when they passed through the gap between the slate, so that the people they were carrying would be bumped into two pieces.
But that didn't happen.
Zhu Yang couldn't help but said: "This zombie king is quite persistent about the theme of each floor."
Even if the customs clearance method was cracked lightly, there was no means to violate the rules of the steamer hell.
Uncle Ying could only sigh again in his heart why this was not his disciple. His mind was clever and flexible. To be honest, even if there were no two little zombies, other zombies could still be dug up in the entire ancient tomb.
Controlling to pass the customs in the same way, what he didn't think of, Miss Zhu suddenly thought of it.
Zhu Yang gave the two little zombies one bottle of spiritual spring water each and let them drink it together.
All the way through customs until now, everyone was a little tired, so they sat down and rested.
Zhu Yang replaced all the water in the water bag with the spring water, and ate some dry food with the water. Sure enough, everyone recovered quickly.
Dabao Erbao and Master Zhu didn't think much about it, but Uncle Ying can naturally perceive the extraordinaryness of water.
He glanced at Zhu Yang and then at the two little zombies holding baby bottles, only to think that Miss Zhu's luck might be beyond his imagination.
After the rest, I came to the sixth floor of the copper pillar hell. Compared with the trap of the steamer hell, the performance of the copper pillar hell is much more straightforward.
That thing directly erected countless pillars on the bottomless abyss, the distance between the pillars is very short, and people can climb over it.
But apart from the pillars, there is nothing to borrow, and people can only hold the pillars to cross the abyss.
But with the name of this layer, it is not difficult to guess that as soon as someone sticks it on it, the copper pillar will instantly heat up and redden, and it will be charred on the outside and tender on the inside.
The key is that the height of the copper column has risen to a place where it cannot be climbed. Even if there are small zombies, it is impossible to follow the previous method.
And this time, there were no starting conditions. Zhu Yang and the others stood on the edge for a while, and the copper pillar had begun to heat up by itself, and soon became red.
Who can touch this thing
Even the two little zombies were probably cooked in the past. It seems that the easy passage of the last level made the zombie king a little dissatisfied.
But Dabao Erbao blindly trusted Zhu Yang at the moment, and said with a smile, "Miss Zhu, how do we get there this time?"
Zhu Yang said: "Only fly over."
"Eh?"
"Eh what? This is a pseudo-18-layer hell, it's just for torturing people, don't you think it's a puzzle game? The bronze pillar was activated by the zombie king himself, and it's not a mechanism that can be found out. Shut it down, what can I do if I don't force it?"
It's a pity Zhu Yang, of course, this is not what she expected.
Such a strong BOSS, the obstacles it sets up, if you want to maintain this level of level, you will pass through, I am afraid that you will underestimate the other party.
Zhu Yang also doesn't expect that he can hide it until he faces the Zombie King. If that's the case, this level is not worthy of this difficulty.
Zhu Yang took out Xiaoji, jumped up first, and touched Erzhao's head: "Take us there first, and then add fire to this piece."
Xiaoji hasn't worked for a long time, and she is panicking. This time she is called, and screams excitedly.
The two little zombies recognized it and climbed up obediently, but Uncle Ying and Master Zhu were stunned.
"Good, good girl, you-"
"Oh, it was given by the nun before returning to China. When her deadline was approaching, she gave me all the inheritance. There are many good things."
In short, it's all up to Schrödinger's nun.
What can Uncle Ying and Master Zhu say in this situation? Uncle Ying trusts Zhu Yang's talent very much, and doesn't think there is any problem with this logic.
Moreover, since the beads are in Miss Zhu's hands, then Miss Zhu has become the counterpart of the Zombie King. There will be demons born in the world, and their nemesis will naturally appear. This is the way of all things.
I am afraid that Miss Zhu is precisely because of this reason, her skills have skyrocketed in recent years, and the opportunities are infinite, right? If it was chosen by destiny to fight against the zombie king, then it would not be surprising.
I wish the master, that is the girl who blindly believes what she says.
After all, the trust in Zhu Yang has been preconceived, or try another two players
Zhu Yang, the two little zombies, and Master Zhu went first, and then Xiao Ji came back to Zaiying's master and apprentice.
Dabao Erbao touched Xiaoji's feathers: "It's so beautiful, like a phoenix."
After speaking, he couldn't help but tug at it, and Xiaoji immediately started scolding: "What are you picking up the skin of the melon, believe it or not?"
"Speaking!!!"
Uncle Ying hammered one by one: "Be honest."
On the last trip, Xiaoji fluttered his huge wings and threw the flame block down, and then the whole copper pillar hell became a sea of fire.
And unlike the ordinary fire that burns the copper pillar itself, Xiao Ji's flame is full of spiritual power and lasts for a long time.
Enough for the players in the back to drink a pot.
The following Knife Mountain Hell, Iceberg Hell and Oil Pot Hell basically rely on Xiaoji to carry them there.
Because they are places where ordinary people can't go.
As the name suggests, the Hell of Knife Mountain is also simple in appearance. It is a mountain composed of blades. All the knives are pointed upwards and are extremely sharp.
Those blades blew their hair and it was no exaggeration. The handkerchief that Dabao used to wipe his sweat accidentally floated on it, and immediately shattered into countless pieces.
However, the air superiority field of Hell of Sword Mountain is relatively high.
When Xiaoji flew through the air, there were countless sharp knives lashing out, and the force was like an arrow in the hands of a sharpshooter.
Xiaoji used his claws to smash the sharp knife that was aimed at its abdomen, and fluttered his wings, and the strong wind blew away the sharp knife that was raging with ten thousand arrows.
The scorching flames fell with the shaking of the wings, and the controller of the Hell of Sword Mountain was flexible, but the tools were only ordinary iron.
With the fine fire of Xiaoji, it will melt when touched.
Without letting Zhu Yang take action at all, Xiaoji solved it by himself.
After passing the mountain of knives, Zhu Yang touched Xiaoji's chin: "It's getting better again. It seems that I haven't been lazy in training recently."
Xiaoji was praised for the whole chicken's joy. When passing through the iceberg hell, the iceberg, which should have been extremely cold, was also so enthusiastic because of its high enthusiasm, everyone didn't feel cold when sitting on its back.
However, compared to the previous hell, Zhu Yang was more interested in the iceberg hell.
Obviously, the area of the iceberg hell is unparalleled. If it is really converted, it is definitely not enough for a mere ancient tomb.
This kind of freezing is already frozen at the level of natural disasters. This alone proves that the strength of the zombie king is definitely stronger than that of advanced players.
The farther back you go, the more incredible it is. In Zhu Yang's view, this iceberg hell uses at least two abilities of space extension and thousands of miles of ice.
And it just so happened that she also owns these two abilities, but she still can't do it to such an extent.
Xiaoji naturally knew what kind of virtue his mother was, so he secretly said to Zhu Yang, "How about we stay here for a while to increase the affinity? It will explode at that time."
Zhu Yang grabbed its chicken beak and said with a smile, "What's a child to worry about? Be careful of catching a cold for a while."
Xiaoji just wanted to say that she was no longer a baby and would not get sick easily.
No, it wasn't sick when it was a baby.
But in the blink of an eye, when he came to the hell of the oil pan, Zhu Yang raised his hand and threw dozens of poisonous snakes in, fried crispy fried crispy and fished up.
Put it in front of Xiaoji: "Eat it! When I saw these above, I thought that you must love to eat."
"Gee—" Xiao Ji jumped up to eat a piece of food excitedly.
To be honest, when Zhu Yang violently threw so many snakes, Uncle Ying and the four of them shuddered.
But when it comes out, it smells pretty good.
Dabao Erbao couldn't help picking one up: "Mmmm! It's tender on the outside and tender inside, fragrant and crispy. Master, let's go back and fight some snakes to eat, shall we?"
Xiaoji was a little unhappy and wanted to peck two melon rinds, but seeing that her mother held back, she pushed the snake in front of her.
After eating the fried snakes, Xiao Ji carried them and flew over the huge frying pan.
Originally it was fine, although the temperature above the oil pan was very high, but Xiao Ji flew high, and it was within the tolerable range.
But when it flew to the middle, a lot of things happened, and I don't know if Xiaoji's flaming block fell.
The whole oil pan was ignited at once, and in short, the sky-high flames exploded, and there was no way to avoid it in this space.
No matter how powerful Xiaoji is, it is not afraid of the burning of the fire, but behind it all except its mother are mortal flesh.
Although the mother can definitely save them, if it doesn't do such a trivial matter well, it will be useless to have a second child if it gets laughed at when it goes back.
Xiaoji's eyes widened, and his wings flapped wildly.
Just now it blew away the sharp knives that came from the strong attack. It can be seen how strong the wind is on the wings.
But this time, compared to the intensity just now, it is fundamentally different.
I saw that the air seemed to be distorted, and in the entire huge space full of flames, the invisible fire was split open like a tangible thing.
A vacuum tunnel appeared in the middle. Compared with the strong flame, this tunnel was extremely cool. Not only did the flame temporarily push away, it seemed that it had become a slow space.
Seeing this, Xiaoji immediately passed through, and the speed was as fast as a cloud-piercing bullet.
The hundreds of meters in diameter of the huge oil pan crossed in an instant. If Zhu Yang hadn't grabbed Er Bao quickly, he would have fallen.
Rao is so, after coming down, the two also held their necks: "My neck almost broke."
Master Zhu said with a smile: "You young people have little experience, so you should immediately lie on the back of the bird."
Uncle Ying didn't even bother to scold the two stupid apprentices, and only said, "It's really difficult."
After Xiaoji put down a few people, she quickly said to Zhu Yang, "Mom, it wasn't intentional."
Zhu Yang touched its head: "It's not you, your inflammation block has been retracted and released easily, it is impossible to make such a low-level mistake."
"It seems that we have been easy all the way, making the Zombie King unhappy with our own prison ambitions, but this is not a violation."
After all, it is normal for the oil pan to get on the fire.
He said to Xiao Ji again: "It has made great progress. If you return to the Zerg battlefield now, the high-altitude combat will definitely not be entangled by those enemies at that time."
The little chick that I picked up at the beginning has now become a beast full of treasures.
Zhu Yang suddenly felt a sense of gratification that my family had grown up with a child.
Xiaoji fluttered her wings happily and discussed with her mother: "What's the next level?"
"Should it be Niukeng Hell?" Zhu Yang said, "I don't know how the beef is."