"You said you are at this level now, so don't you care about you, you are rich, arrogant, extravagant, and prostitute, and be abusive, and you are abusive, and you are a damn good at playing with power, politics and women. You are a good person. Play with zombies and be an individual. Can you be a little bit separated from high-end fun, and can you keep doing such abstract things?"

"Before humans succumb to reason, they are indecisive and emotional. I, the great master, and the large group, are all the same. We are trying to help you, the weak and small carbon-based creatures, return to your sober and calm!"

"Brother Lao, how many cephalosporins are for you to drink like this?"

abstract.

More abstract.

Even though Li Lace's super big nerve and Li Cang's co-produced appearance, she still doesn't understand where the humor of this singular singularity is. It's so fucking cold.

The zombies were finally angry by these shameless guys who flirted with no one else, and their roar was deafening.

The green and black flesh and blood tissues all over the world swayed in the same direction like willows in the wind, forming a huge grassland world, and releasing huge amounts of capillary fibers.

The gathered capillaries in the chest of the two zombies raised a vigorous, flocculent, twisted light in a burning posture. They were used to bind the flesh and blood tissues that were forcibly pieced together by the two zombies, along the blood vessels of their own veins, lit up most of the exposed internal organs, and rose to the throat and mouth—

"Buzz~"

Huge and magnificent mushroom clouds soared into the sky.

Vision, hearing, touch and other feelings were all deprived of the human perception system at a certain moment. Li Cang seemed to have just been rescued from the execution ground where Ling Chi was cut alive. His whole body was covered with flower knives, and his pieces were extremely even.

There are no impact injuries, no signs of anxiety in the explosion, and no fragments of corpses without any bones. There are no parts, tissues, or even blood that are sliced.

Everything on him seemed to have been solidified, and each piece seemed to form a relative whole in another sense.

Explosion is an art, but also a means. No matter what the power is reflected in any form, it only serves the twins' walking zombies.

"Dong!"

The collision of the fist blows out two nearly hemispherical shock waves. The two zombies with four eyes wide open, showing a certain degree of surprise to Li Cang for avoiding the deprivation of five senses.

"The power of the three phases, baby~"

With a click, the broken arm bones with dislocated arm were easily turned back to their original position. The wounds on his body healed sharply, but the five senses that disappeared did not follow. Under the anchoring of the three phases, Li Cang seemed to be observing himself from a God's perspective. The purest and rational real judgment of the twins' zombies and even the entire world, without any biological characteristics, no misleading or delay.

A ferocious and unrestrained cluster of black crystals penetrated directly through the chests of the twins' zombies. The black gun was more than ten meters long, and the lower edge was riveted into the crystal wall of the insect nest, nailing them to the ground. Li Cang showed a smile that met the expectations of the society, pressed the other party's chest, and rubbed his hands to the wind.

A slight sound of wind sounded, as warm as the sun shining through the dry haystacks, but the flesh and blood of the twins' zombies were decaying rapidly in an unreasonable way, and they were destroyed, and the embers were drifting away. The long track of ashes was like a tent of blood-colored fireworks that spanned the entire empty island, winding radially.

However, the next second, two bone claws, which were neither flesh nor flesh, penetrated into the chest, cruelly tore Li Cang's two ribs into the shape of an open heart. The two huge heads were hungry like timid babies looking for breastfeeding. They were about to get into Li Cang's arms, and in a physical sense, they performed some indescribable heart-pulling and bone-pulling and sucking marrow on him.

Crack.

The ferocious dragon blade's back broke two cervical spines at the same time, and Li Lace, who flashed and ran away, came back again. Of course, a flash could not escape the spread of the explosion. She lowered her head, like a blind man, and her posture seemed to be listening to the voice and defending her position. Then the voice of her speech was inevitably loud: "A dog, why don't you have to save you?"

Li Cang smiled: "Ha~"

However, in fact, they could not hear any sounds from each other, including their own.

The warrior spiritual sense, which Rao Qifang and Li Lace call the warrior spiritual sense, is obviously independent of existence outside the perception system, is very mysterious, and occasionally some situations make Li Cang feel that the priority of this thing can even surpass the three-phase anchorage, often occasionally.

This is very unreasonable. The three-phase anchors are life energy, calcium energy, distorted/alienated/distorted blood vessels and even source energy, which is almost the priority of the underlying logic level.

A single knife cut is to be loyal to martial ethics, and the use of the back of the knife is entirely to avoid Li Cang's dog barking.

Like her father's vest and mother's cloak, Li Lace's blood strip cutting technique and Li Cang's blood strip replacement technique are basically lovers to some extent, but this thing has greatly damaged the blood material and embryo integrity. In addition, because of this, she has been disturbed by Li Cang's guy several times.

The two of them greeted the vital points with the ferocious dragon blade, the big magic wand, the black gun, and the fiery wind, trying to force the twins to lose their ability to resist and then successfully enter the mill. Then the twins were very iron-headed. Under the explosive output of the couple's doubles, they jumped more and more happily, and the light on their chests gradually flourished.

Boom ~

The second round of explosion was inevitable, and Li Cang didn't see anything, but Li Lace knelt down at that time, her body shook and her eyes fainted, just like a collapsed building block, and her movements seemed extremely disharmonious, extremely unreasonable, and even weird.

"Aba Aba!"

Nonsense.

The five senses are back, all perceptions are back, but none of them play a role in the range that they should be in. Li Lace cannot specifically describe the feeling of a whole mess of perception system, just like a head growing on the hand and looking at things with her navel and speaking with her toes.

but...

If you have to say it, this is actually caused by the shortcomings of Da Lei Zi himself. Her sympathetic and cosensory skills and Lilith have been used until now. She is not as good as half a bottle of swaying. This is the talent and the numerology.

But, however, this girl was not injured at all.

Li Cang is different.

Li Cang can simply block out other disordered perceptions, just like the arm making the fingers natural, and then use only three-phase anchors as the basis for trust.

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Chapter completed!