"If you keep looking around, I'm going to gouge your eyes out!" snapped the old-fashioned A 'Xin when he saw Shorty's shifty eyes.
"Who's looking around? I'm just a little tired. Speaking of which, it was such a close call. I almost thought I was going to die, "Shorty sat on the ground, as if the money he had just earned was not worth it.
"We shouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state, but the rain delayed the sunrise," said Mofan.
Not only was the Hatchet Corpse General's strength shocking, it was able to summon hordes of undead to ambush it. They initially thought they had a chance to kill the enormous creature, but they were almost drowned by the tide of undead!
The Land of the Undead was indeed a terrifying place. Even with their outstanding strength, they had almost been wiped out.
"It's raining, let's not hurry on with our journey. The Ash Garlic isn't going to work," said the muscular man seriously.
"If it keeps raining, we can't just hide here forever, right?" said Mofan.
"We'll have to wait and see … by the way, those of you with wounds, hurry up and treat them, even a tiny scratch mark. The undead are poisonous, and it won't take more than a few hours for the wounds to fester!" said Shorty, who was quite experienced in this.
"Do we really have to wait for them to change? We're all men, let's just take them off. It's so uncomfortable to be wet," suggested Mofan.
The group finally agreed with Mofan's suggestion. They quickly took off their clothes and took out new clothes from their sealed bags.
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The bonfire crackled from time to time, causing the entire cave to no longer be so deathly silent. Everyone was exhausted after the battle. After treating their wounds and changing into dry clothes, they all laid down on the withered grass to rest. They were so tired that they didn't want to talk.
Meng 'e had already put on a new veil. This time, it was purple in color, concealing her attractive face that could steal a person's soul away.
"What are you doing in the Land of the Undead?" asked Mofan indifferently.
Meng 'e blinked her eyes and said with a seductive smile, "There's an unsociable colleague here, so I need to talk to him."
"Oh, which organization are you from?" asked Mofan.
"Parthenon."
"I think I've heard of it before." Mo Fan said thoughtfully.
"Well, it's quite famous." Meng 'e nodded.
"Don't tell me you're one of the saintesses, goddesses, or princesses? I've seen it in TV dramas. They always wear a veil and travel incognito." Mofan laughed as he chatted with Meng 'e.
Meng Tapir was not the cold and frosty type. Even though she exuded an otherworldly elegance, she answered every question.
When she heard Mofan's baseless speculation, she couldn't help but smile and shake her head. "I'm not that holy. Wearing a veil is just my personal preference. I think it's very beautiful. "
"The air in China is not good, pm2. 5 Do you know … Just wearing a veil is useless. Even a mask won't work, "Mofan said.
Meng 'e chuckled softly. Her voice, which was both charming and holy, was exceptionally beautiful in this small cave. It could even cause one's imagination to run wild.
Shorty sat at the side and watched Mofan and Meng 'e teasing each other with a bitter look.
He finally lost his patience and pulled Mofan to the side. He said softly, "Brother, I'm the one who found this woman first. Can you be more careful?"
"Brother, you're pretending to be a pure man. Why do you care if she's licking your face?" Mofan snapped.
Meng 'e was very attractive to begin with. On top of that, she also had a mysterious and unpredictable identity. As a normal man, why couldn't Mofan communicate with her? It was obvious that the woman was fond of chatting with a handsome and knowledgeable Asian man like him!
"You've brought one yourself. Can't you consider her feelings? Why don't you give Meng 'e to your brother?" said Shorty softly.
"Idiot, who would have so many girls? It's not easy for her to come to China. I'll let her experience the romance and humor of a Chinese man. "Mofan scolded Shorty.
…
…
The rain continued to pour. The entire Hua Village was shrouded in a hazy curtain of rain.
The sky was gray, the land was gray, and the village stood alone between the Heavens and Earth. No matter how colorful it was, it would still be washed away by the rain. < p >
Luckily, even though the village was ancient, the wooden houses were built with great care. They knew how to prevent the moisture from entering the house, and how to keep the cold wind out of the courtyard. Every wooden house, regardless of whether it was a big one with a courtyard or a small one with only one room, would be extremely warm once a fire was lit inside.
"Idiot, why did you have to go and pick wood when it's raining? Look at how wet you are. Come in and warm yourself up …" A pretty girl around the age of twenty stood under the roof and stomped her feet. Her blushing face was either blushing because of reproach or shyness.
Under the heavy rain, a skinny young man walked up to the stairs with a silly smile. He did not dare to enter the house, as if he was afraid that he would dirty the house with the mud.
"Come in, what if you catch a cold? You still have so many hidden injuries on your body." Su Xiaoluo dragged the skinny young man into the house and quickly took off his clothes. Halfway through, she noticed the skinny young man's bare arms and a few shocking scars on his chest. She stomped her foot again and said with a pout, "Take them off yourself. I've been taking care of you for so long, it's not like I've never seen your naked body before!"
The skinny young man scratched his head and let out an embarrassed smile.
He quickly went into the house and changed his clothes. They were made of coarse linen, but they were very warm.
"These herbs are more than enough. Sigh, the presence of the corpse around Xianchi is quite strong. When the rain starts, the corpse poison will mix with the rain, causing the villagers to suffer from severe cold. The adults are still fine, they can hold on for some time, but the children and the elderly are having a hard time. Their bodies are too weak … I won't be taking care of you, I have to brew the medicine as soon as possible." Su Xiaoluo smiled at the skinny young man and went to grind the herbs on the other side of the house.
The skinny young man sat beside the stove and let out a silly smile at her.
Su Xiaoluo pouted and mumbled, "All you know is to smile like an idiot. Hurry up and remember who you are. You can't just stay in my house like this forever. People will … they will gossip about you."
Su Xiaoluo's voice gradually turned softer. She felt embarrassed saying that.
"Forget it, just sit here and think about it."
Su Xiaoluo turned around and left after finishing the sentence. However, she turned around after taking a few steps and glanced at the shocking wound on the skinny young man's face. She could not help but let out a sigh.
She had no idea what he had gone through. When she saved him, he was covered in countless wounds. Most shockingly, the blow to his head was so heavy that it almost cracked his skull!
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