Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

The disciples of Lingshan are crying and mourning their masters. Lishan’s mother was in command of the team to make a final blow to the winning hook.

It’s a mess.

Lin Sansheng did not pay attention to all of this. His gaze was always fixed on the one-eyed eye that won the hook. Winning the hook is also watching him.

Lin Sansheng suddenly raised his hands and worshipped him deeply. He said, "This worship is not for anything else, just for your righteousness!"

Big righteousness, what is righteousness?

I don’t know if I win, I don’t want to know, I haven’t read books, I don’t know anything, and everything I do is just instinct. At the last moment, he wanted to understand a truth:

Brother, brother, no matter what he does to himself, he will always be his brother.

Winning the hook gave up the struggle, screamed in the sky, lost him, and under the siege of everyone, slowly fell into the deep pit...

The body is melting, and even the consciousness is blurred. The rising atmosphere has blocked his sight, and his eyes are white, and between the two, he won the hook and saw the Qing, slowly coming from the depths of the white mist.

"brothers……"

Winning the hook and reaching out to him, he wanted to pull him. As a result, Qing turned and went to the depths of the white fog. He won the hook and chased it up. He walked through the white mist for a while, and he was very cheerful.

The sky is thunder and lightning, the thunderstorms are over, the ground... There is no land at all, just a hill, standing alone in the ocean, the wind blowing, and picking up a black wave, hitting the hill, there are various The creatures were brought to the hillside by the sea and climbed up the hillside.

On the mountain, a man standing on a naked body, black and black, blocked the creatures with bare hands, kicked with his fists, kicked with his feet, and tore with his hands... no one could get up.

The man is fighting tirelessly. The bodies and flesh and blood of the creatures killed by him are swallowed by him. He feels stronger and stronger, but he does not know what he can do except this. I don't know where this is.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly a voice came from behind and a string of notes was issued, but the man could understand it. This is a language he would have born by himself, just like a kind of animal born with special The voice to communicate, does not require any learning.

The man turned back and saw a man. That was the first time they met in their lives. The man saw that the other person was a little thinner than himself, and he was shorter, but he was not as black as he was, and the skin was tender and tender. The breath that came from him made the men know that they were the same kind.

"I... so the creature wants to eat his father's will, I want to protect my father."

The skinny man meditated and said, "I will help you."

In this way, the man had a companion, and the two took turns guarding the hill, killing and swallowing any creatures who tried to go ashore. Such days did not know how long it took until the floods retreated and the ground appeared, and they knew the hills. Below is a huge mountain.

No more souls come up the mountain.

They came to the top of the mountain and went to pay homage to their father. The huge man, he stood on the top of the mountain, tall and tall, and he was like a mountain. He had not known how long he had died, but he stood on the top of the mountain and stood tall. Does not fall.

"This is our father," the man said, looking at the tall man in the mountain, muttering. "I have some memories, vaguely knowing what happened. He was killed by a goblin. I don't know what the goblin is." But vaguely remember that it seems to be a creature."

The thin man nodded and said, "I remember some."

The man turned to look at him and said: "Then we are brothers, I am coming out than your husband, I am a brother."

The thin man nodded and the two smiled.

The fate of thousands of years begins with this laugh.

At this time, they heard a groan from the father's feet, so they looked together. At the foot of the father's widow, there was a deep pool, and all of them were blood of the father.

A girl, curled sideways at the waterside of the pool, her body is transparent, and the blow is broken.

The two came forward to save her, the smell of her body, let them know that she is also the same kind, and is **** and close relatives.

"I am so cold..." the girl said very weakly.

The man wanted to hug her and give her warmth, but the thin man had already held her in her arms.

"I can feel that the same blood is flowing in us. You should be my brother." The girl looked at them and laughed.

The man still remembers that it was her first time laughing, smiling very well and touching.

I have a younger brother and a younger sister. This is good. I don't have to be lonely anymore.

In the days that followed, they were together all three days, guarding the body of the father. The girl was soaked in the blood of her father every day, and the skin became a little rosy and the body became full. Each of them has some memories of the father, and together they form a complete story.

They knew everything about the father, and the origin of the three of them, knowing that they were "zombies" and a special form of life that was different from the rest of the world.

They kept at the feet of their father's body for a long time, but no new brothers and sisters were "born".

By memory, they learned the most instinctive way of cultivation. By the blood of their father, they practiced day and night, and the blood that was not absorbed, went down to the mountains, and produced countless creatures like them, but They are the product of the mixture of corpse and turbidity. Unlike the purest corpses in their bodies, they are their servants and not brothers.

Later, my father’s body gradually became stiff and became like a rock. There was no more blood flowing out of the body. The three of them jointly created an enchantment, protected the father’s body, and sent many zombies to guard nearby. Then they went to the world...

In the world, they have learned a lot of things. Even the man who least likes to learn things has accumulated a lot of human knowledge for thousands of years. They mastered the human language, learned their civilization, and gave names to the three.

The names of the three men were taken by the thin man. He called himself a post-Qing, and the girl was called a son-in-law. The man also got a name, called the winning hook.

Their names, without any allusions, were taken by Houqing himself, because they were different from human beings.

Win the hook, and since then, he has called the win.

After that, they found the source of the corpse in the world. After a big battle, they killed the ancient shackles guarding them there, releasing the corpse in the human world, mixed with the air, absorbed by humans, and so on. After the death of a human being, if the corpse is not treated in time, the corpse of the body will accumulate, causing the corpse to become a zombie like them.