Deadly Appointment: I, the fortune teller, am actually the zombie king?

Somewhere in Xiangjiang.

An elegant middle-aged man in a white coat stood at the top.

His eyes were like stars.

At this moment, he seemed to sense something.

The resentment between heaven and earth, the corpse flowed——

"Contemporaries..."

He muttered.

A sense of familiarity emerged.

Unfortunately.

He felt strange again.

But he knows.

Between heaven and earth....

There is an existence equal to his strength!

"Who the hell are you?"

His fingers tapped the void, his eyes closed, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

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"Zombie ancestor..."

"Is it a zombie ancestor?"

In the bar.

A man with brownish and white hair and a man with thick hair are hugging each other.

Suddenly.

The two seemed to hear a low roar!

In a flash!

The pupils of the two changed color in an instant!

Fangs emerge!

The two squatted directly, covering their ears, in pain!

Zombie!

Only zombies!

Only then does it have such an aura and corpse gas!

Even from the suppression of the bloodline!

But it's just ...

The two don't feel very similar.

Although a long time has passed, a long time has passed.

But the breath of zombie ancestors....

They still remember.

"Is it a zombie ancestor?" Levi's voice trembled.

"Except for the zombie ancestor..."

"Who else?"

Chino said bitterly.

"And I feel... A drop of my blood seemed to have disappeared. "

He felt very painful, and the low roar from the zombie made him feel like he was being crushed to the ground! Can't move!

This!

It's bloodline suppression!

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A low roar spread throughout the Xiangjiang!

This day ——

The entire Xiangjiang trembled!

Countless unjust souls, demons and monsters, all trembled to the ground! It seems to be greeting... The return of the Lord!

This low roar—

In announcing to the whole world!

King.

Return!

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Jia Jia Building.

Ma Xiaoling stood in front of the Jia Jia Mansion.

The grievances in front of you.

They have scattered and fled.

There was nothing in front of me.

Only the injuries on the body told everyone that everything just now was not a dream.

"Brother Ping!"

"Ping Ma!"

Wang Zhenzhen, Ouyang Jiajia, and neighbors all ran to Ah Ping and Pingma's body

Ma Xiaoling and Uncle Qiu looked at each other and both walked over.

The roof has been smashed into the dent.

Mama Ping's corpse....

Only the black old man's clothes remained, which directly turned into skeletons.

And Appin.

Wearing glasses.

A pair of eyes.

Staring at the top deadly, as if to tell something unwilling.

But he couldn't speak.

When the neighbors saw that the good old man Brother Ping died so resentfully, they couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and they sighed one after another, and Ouyang Jiajia found a white cloth and covered it for Ah Ping and Ping's mother.

Ma Xiaoling and Uncle Qiu stood not far from Ah Ping and Ping's mother.

"This Ah Ping..."

"With a strong reluctance and resentment."

Uncle Qiu looked at Luo Kaiping's death, and he also recognized this Luo Kaiping. The good old man of Jia Jia Mansion.

"If it was before, I'm afraid he would have become a hungry Shura, and then you would have a headache."

"But just..."

"Those grievances were all absorbed."

"At best, he is a wronged soul."

Speaking of which.

Uncle Qiu sighed.

"You accepted it for me, I'll take care of him."

He also knew who the living corpse really was.

It is obviously the flat mother who has become a skeleton.

Ma Xiaoling walked forward.

Gently probed it.

"Strange..."

She looked at the west side of the Jia Jia Building, where there was a hole in the wall that had just been blasted out.

"There is no way."

"She's like..."

"Bumped into it yourself?"

She didn't sense a trace of Dao in Ping's mother.

Or rather-

There is no energy breath.

Ping's mother is like it.

Hit the wall yourself and fall off.

"Zombie blood is gone."

"That's probably the reason too."

Uncle Qiu also stepped forward and inspected the body.

The cause of Ping's death.

It seems a little strange.

The only one who knows the answer....

I'm afraid it's a fortune teller.

But Ma Xiaoling's expression was a little stunned at the moment.

That scene just now....

Uncle Qiu seemed to know what Ma Xiaoling was thinking.

Uncle Qiu looked at Ma Xiaoling and asked, "Are you trying to ask... That zombie roar just now, right? "

Ma Xiaoling nodded.

Uncle Qiu said slowly: "Generally, this kind of low roar will only appear when zombies transform. "

"And the transformation fluctuation with such a terrifying shock."

"I'm afraid..."

Uncle Qiu's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Only the zombie king can do it."

Ma Xiaoling took the words and said directly: "It's a general." "

Uncle Qiu nodded.

Half ring.

He seemed to have thought of something again, and his expression was a little pensive.

"Generals..."

"Born?"

Ma Xiaoling looked a little stunned.

The Ma family chased and killed the generals for countless years, and countless ancestors of the Ma family continued to search for the whereabouts of the generals, and the last time they found the generals was sixty years ago, and since then, the generals have not been heard from again.

Ma Xiaoling originally thought.

Himself until the moment of death.

It is impossible to encounter the legendary zombie king.

but did not think....

The zombie king general who never appeared in the world.

Actually alive?

"It seems."

"The descendants of the Ma family of your generation..."

"There is suffering."

Uncle Qiu smiled bitterly.

"Bitter is bitter, anyway, there is money to earn, you can shop!"

Ma Xiaoling pouted and said.

"That's right."

"Please, uncle, help me prepare a little more charms."

"I don't want to run out of charms next time."

Things happened today.

Let Ma Xiaoling have to prepare a little more, so as not to encounter such a thing in the future, even the spell is not enough.

"You have money?"

"If I'm not mistaken, your credit card should be maxed out, right?"

Ma Xiaoling said proudly: "Just received a big order, a rare treasure angel tears to exhibition." "

"I am responsible for the safe exhibition to protect the Angel Tears."

"Count it down..."

"Well, there are also millions of yen to earn, and it will be given to you when the time comes."

"I still have the money to go shopping!"

When it comes to shopping, Ma Xiaoling's eyebrows are indescribably happy.

Looked at.

Uncle Qiu had to sigh helplessly.

"You clean up the mess of Jiajia Mansion first."

"Remember to use the charm to send me money."

"I'll go first."

Finish speaking.

Uncle Qiu left here.

"Petty."

Ma Xiaoling muttered.

Subsequently——

She seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes looked at the east side of Jia Jia Mansion, Luo Yuan's residence.

"This fortune teller ..."

"What the hell did you do?"

She remembered the death of Ping's mother just now, and she was very curious.

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