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Am I going to die?

When Ghost Butterfly completely woke up and recalled what happened just now, he was sweating coldly and was silent. He stepped on the highly contaminated scarlet blood on the tomb bricks, leaving a pool of bloody footprints. This was contaminated blood, and it began to erode his body the moment it touched his feet, but Yiling was right next to him - Yiling, Yiling, oh, Zero was so happy to see that he was contaminated by the Ximing people, and he directly called out the corn shoots to lick all the contamination.

Even if the contamination invaded the body, he was not afraid. Yiling absorbed all the contamination power through the soul contract, and commented that it tasted like tomato juice, but it was a little too sweet.

What sweet tomato juice? This is the contamination from the Ximing people!

Ghost Butterfly couldn't think anymore. He covered his face with his hands, and his whole body seemed to be exhausted. His legs were weak and he staggered and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, something warm arched his back and let him stand firm again. Ah, it was Wei Xun the fox, the conscience among them. Just now, Ghost Butterfly almost fell into the illusion cat and had his legs chopped off. It was Wei Xun the fox who carried him out. Now it was also he who helped him stand up.

However, when he looked back, he saw that his whole body was red except for the white spot on his head, and Ghost Butterfly suffocated. If it was so red, wouldn’t the Ximing people come at any time? Wei Xun was already half a Ximing person! He felt that these red hairs would flow down like blood after looking at it for a few more times, and he shuddered all over.

It’s okay, it’s okay, the Ximing Lord won’t come suddenly.

It’s okay, it’s okay, there will be blessings after surviving a disaster.

Ghost Butterfly struggled to give himself a psychological massage, trying to get out of the shadow.

‘This pollution is really interesting, my brother has become stronger again, I really want to see it with my own eyes’

‘After we finish fighting the Tusi King’s Tomb, the Golden Kingdom and Wuluo Mountain, if he is still alive, his strength should be about the same. Then I will take my family to see my brother’

What are you looking at!

The ghost butterfly suddenly turned his head, and was so anxious that he wanted to speak but couldn't make a sound. He stared at Yi Ling like a male ghost, gritting his teeth, but he was too small now, and even if he got angry, he would only look cute. Yi Ling pushed him to the ground with a slap of his claws, and patted his ankles that still had some traces of pollution and corrosion: "Caterpillar, does my brother not like you? '

Ghost Butterfly:? !

Bad guy! How can you say such uncultured words! How could Master Ximing not like him? Master Ximing valued him so much back then! The ghost butterfly was angry and didn't want to speak - he found that he seemed to be unable to speak for the time being, and could only use his condemning eyes to scrape Yi Ling like a small knife. But Yi Ling was obviously not a person who would reflect on himself. The moon fox fiddled with the ghost butterfly and checked for a long time. After confirming that there was no external pollution related to scarlet blood in his body, he finally raised his fox claws to let him free.

To be on the safe side, he should be licked by the corn shoots a few times. Being swallowed by worms is a small matter, but the remaining pollution of the dead is a big matter. The ghost butterfly walked into the mouth of the corn shoots without hesitation, but was pushed back by Yi Ling with one claw.

‘Okay, okay, it’s confirmed that there is no pollution’

The ghost butterfly was not afraid of the licking of the worms. He didn’t see the wonderful expression of his face changing again. Yi Ling regretfully took the corn shoots back and smiled at him: ‘You can’t let the corn shoots eat it anymore. It’s very greedy. If it eats it again, it will swallow the mummy pollution on your body. I have worked hard to let you integrate so much pollution’

Mummy pollution, as expected. The ghost butterfly has already expected that the connection between him and Yi Ling is closer, and there is also a huge pollution force in his body. If it is in a place where the rules of the hostel can still be controlled, I am afraid that there will be a hint of obtaining the title. There is no mirror here and no puddle to see the reflection, but there are many changes in his body.

The whole person became smaller, only the size of a palm, his body was as hard as iron, the skin and flesh on his chest were gone, and the curved white ribs were exposed, like bone armor, exuding an evil and terrifying feeling, and the whole person was frighteningly powerful. If this level of pollution mutation had happened before, he would have probably returned to zero a long time ago, but although the ghost butterfly's SAN value is low now, there is no sign of the alienation state on his body, not even the butterfly antennae.

His zeroing was completely suppressed - Yiling, it was him who did it. The ghost butterfly looked at him with a complicated expression. After waking up from the loss of control, all the perceptions related to the zeroing rules became blurred, and no matter how hard he tried to recall, he could no longer remember it, but both his body and mind would not forget the process of repeated zeroing and dissipation, and he would remember it sooner or later when he became stronger.

The rules of the abyss, the rules of zeroing, this is really, really... Ghost Butterfly felt that his long-extinguished ambition was burning again, burning his stomach cramps and colic, and a twisted excitement and excitement arose in his heart, making him eager to do something. His heart beat so fast that he could almost see his fiercely beating heart through his ribs. The noise made Ghost Butterfly's face red and hot, and his head was like being poured with a basin of boiling water, and it was difficult to calm down. No, no, no, no, the overly strong emotions triggered his instinctive vigilance. Before his consciousness reacted, his body had begun to force itself to calm down, and even his heartbeat was slowing down. This is a body that can control even the zeroing state. Both the spirit and the body are extraordinary toughness, and the self-control is amazing. In just half a minute, Ghost Butterfly barely suppressed this overly excited emotion. After coming to his senses, he found that Moon Fox was standing in front of him, with the fox's head on his forehead, and the blue-purple eyes stared at his eyes, as if seeing through his soul.

Ghost Butterfly's vision was drowned in blue and purple, like sinking into a lightless deep sea. For a moment, he felt out of control and lost the concept of time and space. I don't know if it was half a minute or half a day, but the feeling of being out of control finally began to fade.

'Now the mental pollution has been cleaned up'

Yi Ling's voice sounded in his mind, like a hammer, instantly recalling Ghost Butterfly's consciousness to reality.

'Mental pollution? Xi, is it left by your brother?

Ghost Butterfly spoke subconsciously and found that he could communicate with Zero again. Even because of the deepening of the soul connection, the communication was smoother, and he could vaguely feel a little of Zero's mood.

He is in a good mood now, and he can feel the joy during the spiritual communication: ‘Yes, that blood not only infects your body, but also contains spiritual pollution. Look, it’s the kind on Wei Xun’

‘If it weren’t for the deep connection between you and me, and the special environment of the Tusi King’s Tomb, it would be difficult for me to completely clean them up’

Yi Ling threatened with evil intentions: ‘If you can’t clean it up, you will probably turn into a red caterpillar. What do you think? Are you afraid?’

Ghost Butterfly: .

‘… I’m afraid. If that happens, it’s really worse than death.’

He sighed and smiled bitterly. Seeing the terrifying appearance of the infected being controlled by the Devourer, he almost followed the infected. Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but complain in a low voice: ‘So don’t put me here, on this cat. What if I get contaminated again? Director Ling, you don’t want another puppet of your brother in the team, do you?’

‘This is not something I want either.’

After cleaning up the mental pollution, Yi Ling raised his head and distanced himself from the ghost butterfly. His voice was smiling, but his eyes were so deep that they were scary: ‘Unless the phantom cat never wakes up, it can make anyone it wants into a puppet.’

‘You don’t think it can only passively transport people or objects, do you? It has this ability, so it can use it actively. This is not a question of whether I will send you there, but whether it will devour you after waking up'

Yiling's words echoed in the mind of the ghost butterfly, like a ghost: 'I think my brother is still very interested in you, do you know him'

'I... I have heard of him'

Ghost Butterfly broke out in cold sweat, Yiling's words made sense, and it was precisely because of the reason that it made people more frightened, and it was difficult to imagine such a bad end: 'I have heard of him, very powerful, very scary'

'Yes, so try to strengthen the connection with the Tusi King's Tomb, so that you can rely on the connection to avoid being devoured and still stay here'

...

'So I am a flying zombie now? '

Yiling's words completely suppressed the various floating thoughts of the ghost butterfly, making him feel urgent and nervous. Yiling discovered that he was a thoughtful person, and he had the habit of hiding when he encountered danger. It was not okay to take him to observe the battlefield like this, and something might happen at any time. It was necessary to mobilize his subjective initiative, just like now.

When it comes to whether he will be swallowed by the phantom cat and brought to the side of the playful man, the ghost butterfly immediately became active for his own life, and did not want to think about anything else, focusing on the matter of the mummy pollution. He really thinks that the playful man is still interested in him-he must not become like the infected person now!

'That's right, when we observe the battlefield, the power is superimposed and resonated, and there is a chance to see the deeper battlefield'

Of course, higher-level zombies cannot be only twice as strong as flying zombies, but Yi Ling and the ghost butterfly are both tough and powerful. Observing the battlefield is more of a spiritual advent. The two of them are superimposed, not just a flying zombie 1+1. Withstanding more pollution may really be comparable to higher-level zombies.

'Your spirit is also very stable and can withstand more pollution'

Yi Ling suspected that the caterpillar was also connected to someone's soul, just like him and An Xuefeng, his spirit is extremely stable.

Observing the battlefield pays more attention to the spirit, which is a good thing, but it adds a little uncertainty to Wei Xun.

‘Your solar power is all in this body, and it seems that your spirit has not been tainted much’

The Moon Fox glowed red, transformed into a Sun Fox, and distributed the power of the American Sun to Wei Xun. Wei Xun accepted these powers very smoothly. The miscellaneous powers in his body were much less than those of Yi Ling. Soon the power of the American Sun was integrated into his body and manifested on his body surface. Some gorgeous red feathers grew where Wei Xun Fox’s forelimbs met his body, and his canine teeth became sharper, but they were not like the canine teeth of beasts, but more like snake teeth!