I Am the Corpse King

Chapter 1710: A Sweet Dream That Can’T Be Recalled

Chapter 1710 Sweet dreams that are too late to recollect

Yang Xiangfeng’s corpse seemed to be chopped into mud with a knife, but he barely kept the whole corpse in the extravagant “mold” of Yaoshen Armor, but even so, his eyes began to stare, even if he lost his focus, However, he still captured his remaining will, and in the process of smashing into the corpse king from a high altitude, he was already dead.

shook his head, she didn’t have the ability to make him close his eyes, so she could only re-lock him with the Yaoshen armor and hold up his corpse.

“Let’s go, another protagonist is coming, it’s unreasonable to stay here.”

She said to Chen Bieli, without waiting for the other party’s response, she supported Yang Xiangfeng and walked towards the distance, while Chen Bieli was silent for a while, and followed her to leave.

On the other side, the almost vaporized Guitou Zai burst out with the blood mist that blew up the vague existence, and was quickly absorbed by the other party. He didn’t want to pay attention to whether he was alive or not. For him, This is just an ant, a strange and inexplicable shadow group floated out from the blood fog, everything here has been solved, and then, it is the troublesome guy!

At this time, in the sheltered city, which has almost turned into a desert, there are not many traces of the magic sound zombies. The area originally occupied by the magic sound corpse tide has been completely replaced by silver armored corpses. In the distance, the silver tide is like Comes like a tsunami!

The vague existence rushed into the corpse tide, and the silver armored corpses around it seemed to be frozen for a moment. As soon as it came out, a large number of silver armored corpses were all liquidized, and the strong gravitational force was pulling towards the vague existence.

Suddenly, the high-speed He stopped, and quickly turned back, and where the ghost head turned into a blood mist, a piece of flesh and blood that was lucky to survive began to swell, and the abnormal self-healing ability of the eighth-order silver armor corpse remained. The broken body is being repaired quickly!

“Am I… dead? No… I’m not dead… I’m still alive…”

The consciousness that fell to the bottom of the valley was bright and dark, and he felt as if someone grabbed his head and slammed him into the water, and was suddenly pulled out a second before he was about to suffocate, and he didn’t have time to breathe. He took a breath of air and was pushed into the water again. He didn’t know if this was the feeling of death. There was silence, darkness, and he couldn’t feel the passage of time. The next time his consciousness reactivated, it seemed like he had done a dreadful battle. Long dreams, if death is such a feeling, may be acceptable.

A hand stretched out from the wriggling flesh and gently inserted it into the pile of sand in front of him, which gave him a sense of touch. In a dark world, he tried to stand up. After struggling, he realized that he With only one hand, the five fingers gripped a handful of sand.

When he just woke up, he regained a little of his physical strength because of this act. He quickly let go of the killer’s hand, and his consciousness fell into a dizzy state. He had a dream and woke up from that familiar farmhouse. When he came, he saw an old woman with a bowl of brown sugar rice porridge in her hand. He remembered it very clearly. When he was a child, he liked to eat brown sugar rice porridge.

“Grandma…it’s you…”

“Is it better, come on, I bought this from the city.”

Hearing that old and familiar voice that could no longer be familiar, Guitouzai was a little stunned, and couldn’t help but burst into tears. He really wanted to hug the person in front of him right away, but in his dream he couldn’t control himself perfectly. His body couldn’t make the movements he wanted, and the strength of his whole body seemed to be drained.

“Have a good rest first.”

“Grandma…good.”

He watched grandma walk out of the room, but his heart was full of happiness. He picked up the bowl of brown sugar rice porridge, scooped a spoonful into his mouth, and felt the familiar but seemingly nonexistent taste. With the sound of rain, looking at the misty rain in the distance outside the window, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He remembered this scene. When he was a kid, he went out with his friends to catch crabs. He fell into a ditch and was cut by a stone on his arm. Because of the inflammation of the wound, I had a high fever. After I went to the hospital, I slept all the way to the present. When I woke up, it was my grandmother who brought me a bowl of my favorite brown sugar porridge.

At this time, he did not know how to cherish as he did when he was a child. When he came back to the present, he just wanted to be careful and feel this beauty over and over again.

Taking another sip of porridge, he looked at the scenery outside obsessively, slowly put down the bowl of brown sugar porridge in his hand, and began to stretch out his hand, wanting to feel the feeling of the drizzle falling into his hand, but The second his hand stretched out of the window, everything in front of him suddenly collapsed. The rolling green hills, the village wine and wild vegetables, the drizzle hitting the roof tiles made a quiet sound, and the man wearing a raincoat was pacing the sheep intestines in the distance. Pedestrians, children running around in the rain carrying wild lotus with smiles on their faces, and children sitting on the backs of cows and being taught by adults in the distance, all these disappeared the moment he stretched his hand out of the window. No trace!

It was dark in front of him, and all the warmth and beauty collapsed in an instant. In the darkness, he felt the passage of time, and the dream was very short and very fast. In a few moments, he didn’t even have time to reminisce.

He opened his eyes, and at this moment returned to reality, and saw a pair of strange tree roots on the sand in front of him.

“Uh……”

He snorted and made a hoarse voice. It was very painful. The pain didn’t come from the body, but from the soul. He felt that his consciousness was being occupied by a blank space. He could feel the explosive power in his hand, which seemed to destroy the world. In general, the rotation of the mind has become strangely very sensitive, but it is very weak, like the constantly beating flame on a candle, and it will go out at any time.

“The Corpse King…?”

He murmured two words, he didn’t dare to look up, and he didn’t have the strength to look up. While possessing great strength, his body also became extraordinarily heavy!

I don’t know if the other party heard his murmur, but unfortunately the other party didn’t answer, and he never thought that the other party would answer. Memories that had been temporarily forgotten resurfaced in my mind.

Brother Shi is dead, Wu Zhixiong is dead, and Lian Yong is dead too!

He couldn’t forget the laughter and laughter of a few people bowing their hands in the management building of the Ministry of Information Industry, and bowing their hands to a **** whose name they couldn’t even name. It’s ridiculous, isn’t it? But that scene seemed to be the rare few times he was happy in the last days. These were constantly deepened in his mind, which made him immediately give up fantasy and dream, and the monstrous anger surged in his heart instantly!

“Corpse – King!”

(end of this chapter)