"I advise you not to touch me, otherwise you will die!"

The black-robed undead ignored Yan Xiu's joke, raised his head slightly under the black robes, looked at Yan Xiu indifferently, and said coldly.

"Many undead have said this to me! But in the end, I still moved." Yan Xiu was not angry when he heard this. He leaned down at the skeleton, stared at the undead in the black robe, and joked.

"My words are the most true. If you don't believe it, you can try it!"

The undead in the black robe was still indifferent. His eyes, hidden under the black robe, stared at Yan Xiu for a moment without any intention of dodging!

"Unfortunately, this sentence was also said by the dead, but his fate was a bit miserable!"

Yan Xiu didn't know where the interest came from, but he actually fought with the black-robed undead and looked at the black-robed undead with a playful look on his face.

"Believe it or not!" However, the black-robed dead soul was not sad or happy when he heard this, staring at Yan Xiu, and there was an incomparable confidence in his words.

Seeing this, Yan Xiu pondered for a while and then stopped paying attention. Instead, he reached out to explore the black-robed undead, not knowing that he wanted to take out something from him.

In this way, the black-robed undead naturally could not agree. However, as soon as he resisted slightly, Yan Xiu's bone fist smashed down and dazed the black-robed undead. In the end, he could not resist and had to let Yan Xiu search him and take away his belongings bit by bit. Finally, he even took off the black robe!

"Zombie Clan?"

After stripping away the black robe of the undead, Yan Xiu was shocked to find that the black robe of the undead was actually a zombie clan.

"No, I belong to the Hunter Alliance!"

The black-robed undead without a black robe heard the three words "Zombie Clan", and the stiff corpse face showed a trace of contempt and anger that had not been before, as if he was despising the zombie Clan. Angry Yan Xiu actually linked himself to the existence he despised.

"It's all the same!" Yan Xiu didn't plan to make a decision. Whether the black-robed undead was from the zombie clan or the Hunter Alliance, he responded indifferently and then turned his attention to the things he searched for from the black-robed undead.

However, Yan Xiu turned it over and tried it several times, but he didn't find anything too special. The only thing that could be called strange is that black robe. I don't know what material this black robe is made of. The texture is extremely light, but it is extremely tough. Yan Xiu used three points and did not make the black robe. However, in addition, Yan Xiu could not find anything special anymore, so he simply put the black robe into the space ring. The remaining things, except for more than a dozen soul stones, were left by himself, and Yan Xiu gave all the remaining skeletons that he saved!

The skeleton of this family was still unwilling to accept it, but Yan Xiu didn't say anything, just threw everything over, said lightly, "Hold it!", and then ignored the skeleton again, and focused on the black-robed undead again.

"What do you want? Tell me, I can give it to you all!"

The black-robed undead was also extremely good. After several exchanges, the guy vaguely understood that the skeleton in front of him did not take the power behind him seriously. If he really wanted to kill him, the skeleton would never be vague. So, this guy's heart couldn't help but raise it slightly. Seeing Yan Xiu put his attention on him again, his heart couldn't help but tremble. He pondered for a moment, and bit his corpse teeth, and he was very single. He planned to comfort Yan Xiu. After all, although he was confident that if Yan Xiu killed him, he would 100% be buried with him, but so what? That's because he was dead. Whether he was buried with him or not was something he didn't know!

"You are very sensible, okay, this time you ask me to answer honestly, and I will spare your life!"

Seeing the black-robed undead cooperated so much, Yan Xiu immediately issued a blank check without hesitation, and then asked without hesitation: "What did you rely on to quickly find the undead in this maze? Are you aware of the way to this maze? Or do you have any auxiliary combat skills?"

Kalmos Cemetery, the cemetery of the mediocre

"Old Huo, No. 9, that guy is chasing me again, what should we do?"

Cheng Yaojin ran wildly while looking back from time to time and asked anxiously at the musket.

"run!"

The musket used magic skills and ran wildly. He returned without thinking about Cheng Yaojin's question.

No. 9 did not return, but it did not stop and clearly expressed its position.

At this time, neither the musket nor No. 9 had the strength to use combat skills to block the black warrior behind him. On the contrary, Cheng Yaojin, as an expert in close attack, had almost stopped the black warrior behind him, except running and running. Therefore, his consumption of fighting spirit was not very serious, and it could be said that it was not at all damaged.

Of course, although Cheng Yaojin is a bit afraid of death, he is not inferior to Yan Xiu in terms of loyalty. Like him, watching his companions work hard, and he himself can't do anything except running, and he will inevitably feel a little depressed and guilty in his heart. Especially at this time, both musket and No. 9 have almost reached the point where the oil is exhausted, and even running is very laborious.

Seeing this situation, although Cheng Yaojin was extremely frightened by the black warrior, he couldn't help but have an idea.

"Old Fire, No. 9, I'm sorry!"

After saying something in his heart, Cheng Yaojin slowly lowered his speed quietly. After a while, the musket and the others fell for a while, and the black warrior who was gradually approaching was getting closer and closer!

"Huh? This skeleton can't run anymore? Humph, this is just right!"

Seeing this, the black warrior had a pair of dark eyes, a cold light flashed, and his arm waved. In an instant, a black light suddenly became alarmed, turning into a black lightning bolt, thrusting Cheng Yaojin!

"Click!"

The black lightning seemed to be a little faster, so that Cheng Yaojin had no time to react, so he was knocked on the skeleton, smashed Cheng Yaojin's bones on the spot, blasted him out, smashed him on the white wall, motionless!

"Yaojin!" "Cheng Yaojin!"

Such a big movement behind him would naturally be impossible to hide from Musket and the others. However, they turned their heads and the black warrior had already reached Cheng Yaojin's side, pinched Cheng Yaojin's head, raised it up, and then looked at Musket and No. 9 again, but found that they had stood in front of a fork again and did not chase after him, because he knew that if he chased after him now, he would definitely have to spend some effort. However, after he left his eyes on Cheng Yaojin for a few seconds, a violent cunning flashed in his eyes: "Come back to me in front, otherwise I will kill this skeleton!"
Chapter completed!