After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Chapter 280

"The king asked me to patrol the mountains, so I'll take a look around the human world~"

"Beat my drum, strike my gong~"

“Life is full of rhythm~”

"..."

Staying outside the city, the night was dark and windy, and the snow had just stopped.

Qin He, who had nothing to do, carried a big black shovel and strolled around the Lotus Army camp while humming a song.

While I was running away, a bald man with a face full of flesh came out from the opposite tent, half of his body still in the tent. He took out his weapon and started to pee.

Don't find a corner or stand far away, don't be afraid of being frivolous.

Qin He took a look and used his Qi-sensing technique.

Ho!

He is filled with resentment and has taken at least hundreds of innocent lives.

"What are you?"

At this time, the bald man also saw Qin He standing opposite him and stared at him.

Qin He was stunned, blinked, and said hesitantly: "Looking at you...what's wrong?"

"Look again!" Anger appeared on the bald man's face.

"Okay." Qin He looked sincere. This time he not only looked, but also looked very seriously. Not only seriously, but also looked at her with a look of disgust and said "tsk tsk tsk".

“Oh, what the hell!!”

The bald man was furious. He pulled up his pants, turned around and ran into the tent. When he came out again, he was holding a machete in his hand. He pointed at Qin He and shouted, "I'm going to chop you to death, you bastard!"

Before he finished speaking, he raised his sword and chopped down Qin He's head with great speed, ferocity and force.

A man with twenty years of internal strength, who robbed and killed countless people.

Before anyone arrived, the strong breath caused a strong wind to blow in their faces.

Qin He didn't move, he just stretched out two fingers.

Just give it a gentle pinch.

The big knife, which was as powerful as thunder and as heavy as a bronze bell, was clamped between Qin He's two fingers.

The movements were so gentle that it felt like he was picking up a grape instead of a knife.

The bald man's face suddenly turned horrified, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

not good!

The ultimate master!

At this time, the top master shook his head in dissatisfaction, "You let me look, I looked, and you cut me again, you have no martial ethics..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the big black shovel like lightning and tapped the bald head lightly.

"Bang!"

The bald man's body stiffened instantly, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he fell straight down.

Qin He was quick-witted and with a wave of his hand, a yellow cloth bag grew in the wind and the bald man was put into it before he even hit the ground.

The yellow cloth bag turned a corner and shrank rapidly. When it returned to Qin He's hand, it was like a kitten. He hung it around his waist. The first corpse was done.

Spell: After learning this spell, you will no longer have to worry about controlling objects.

This technique is very practical and can control everything, including immortal ropes and body bags. Moreover, this technique is more useful than spells and has a better effect in controlling objects.

Take body bags for example, they are more flexible and can hold more bodies.

It’s so magical and so unreasonable.

He picked up the machete on the ground and threw it into the space under his armpit. Qin He put the shovel on his shoulder and continued to "patrol the mountain" while humming a song.

Just as he left, a head popped out from the gap in the tent curtain and cursed, "San Tuzi, you bastard, what are you doing with my knife when you're just taking a piss?"

But after he finished cursing, he looked left and right and saw no one. There were only a few messy footprints on the ground. He cursed and retracted his head.

……

"The king asked me to patrol the mountains, so I'll take a look around the human world~"

"Beat my drum, strike my gong~"

"..."

For the next half hour, this humming song could be heard from time to time in the huge Lotus Sect camp.

There would be a pause occasionally, but it would soon start again.

About two or three times.

While patrolling, Qin He arrived at the central army camp.

When the gatekeeper, Mr. Ding, saw that it was Qin He, his eyes lit up like a golden-eyed dog's eyes, and he ran out with a smile: "Master, master, you are here."

"Are there any big shipments today?" Qin He nodded.

"Yes, there is the newly appointed law enforcement commander, an old man in blue clothes, and another one named Yu Balang, who is weird, stutters and doesn't like to talk. They are currently the two most powerful people in the camp." Gatekeeper Ding looked around and saw that his men had started to sleepwalk, so he hurriedly whispered.

"Where is the person?" Qin He asked.

"The new guardian general's tent is two hundred steps southwest of the central army tent, and Yu Balang's is not far away. I sent people to clear the snow off their tents, so they are easy to spot." Gatekeeper Ding Zong rubbed his hands.

"Inspect the goods first. If they are good, I'll give you a reward." Qin He raised his leg and walked inside.

"Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master~" Gatekeeper Ding was overjoyed.

……

In the tent of the new Protector General, Master Li Yao, dressed in blue, was looking at the uninvited guest feasting on the main seat with horror on his face, his heart pounding.

In the main seat, a hairy corpse monster with bone wings was using its claws to cut a snow-white corpse while putting the bloody body parts into its mouth.

The corpse monster had cracked fangs, bloodshot eyes, and an extremely terrifying aura.

Li Yao knew what this thing was.

The most powerful corpse monster under the command of the Thousand Corpse Ghost Mother - the Flying Corpse King.

This monster is not only powerful, but also has intelligence similar to humans and can fly. It is very difficult to deal with and powerful.

Just now he was making love with his favorite military saint in the tent, when this thing suddenly fell in from the smoke exhaust vent of the tent, killed the saint without saying a word and started eating, looking like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Li Yao was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare show it at all.

A few hours ago, a letter came from the leader, saying that the affairs here would be taken over by the Thousand Corpse Ghost Mother.

As a result, the Thousand Corpse Ghost Mother did not show up, but this thing came first.

unacceptable.

There are 20,000 soldiers in the military camp. You can eat anyone but the beautiful and delicate saint.

A cow chewing on a peony will stuff you to death, you bastard.

In a short while, the body of the beautiful saint was almost completely devoured by the Flying Corpse King. Li Yao quickly put on a smile and asked cautiously, "I wonder if the Corpse King is satisfied? If not, I will call two more saints over for him to enjoy."

"No need. I came here on the orders of my ghost mother to inquire about the details. Tell me, what happened?" The Flying Corpse King dropped the blood corpse and spoke with the sound of glass shards rubbing against each other. When people heard it, they felt as if their heart was being gripped by someone.

"My Lord Corpse King, this matter..." Li Yao began, but before he could finish his words, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and a young man wearing coarse linen clothes and carrying a large black shovel came in.

When he saw Li Yao and the Corpse King, he was stunned for a moment, then grinned: "Oh, they're all here?"