Strange recovery: I destroy all evil with my body

"Ah! Sister-in-law!!!"

Then I saw the man named Long Ge rushing over, hugging the lizard man's body and crying bitterly.

Seeing this, Fangzheng frowned. Could it be that the other party is dead, and the blindfold is still there?

But soon he realized that he was thinking too much.

"monster!"

Stone screamed, his eyes full of horror.

As soon as the lizard man died, the cover-ups cast on him immediately disappeared. When he saw the appearance of the so-called sister-in-law, he broke into a cold sweat from fright.

Then he saw Brother Long crying bitterly holding the lizard man's corpse, and went up to persuade him, "Brother Long, don't cry, can you see if this is sister-in-law?"

Brother Long ignored him, but still hugged the corpse and cried bitterly. Fangzheng frowned when he saw this, and just wanted to get closer to see what was going on, when Brother Long suddenly got up with a dagger in his hand, and then stabbed the small boy with a knife. inside the stone.

"Brother Long, you..."

Xiao Shitou looked at Brother Long in shock, not understanding why the other party did this.

"I want to avenge my sister-in-law and elder brother. I can't be ashamed of my conscience anymore!"

Brother Long roared.

"Brother Long, what did you say? It was clearly your claim at the time..."

As soon as Shi Shi finished speaking, Brother Long cut his throat with a knife, making him speechless.

Seeing this, Fangzheng frowned slightly,
The old monk was also taken aback. At first he wanted to stop it, but he stopped as soon as he took a step.

What's interesting is that Fangzheng also didn't move, and the two of them stood aside and watched, watching Brother Long stabbing into the stone with a knife, stabbing him to death, and then Brother Long raised his hand to wipe his own throat, Fangzheng Seeing this, he quickly kicked it away.

It's not that he thinks Brother Long can't die, it's just that once Brother Long dies, it's hard to explain why he killed the stone.

Fangzheng kicked Brother Long unconscious, then looked at the old monk and said, "I'll leave this to you. I have to leave first. Remember, don't mention me to anyone!"

The old monk nodded quickly, he understood Fang Zheng's meaning, then he hesitated for a moment and said: "I wonder if I can ask Master to teach me the martial arts you just performed? To be honest, I have always had a dream of eliminating demons and defending Dao!"

Fangzheng glanced at him, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, but I don't want to pass on my unique martial arts!"

Then he turned around and disappeared into the night.

Before leaving, he took a deep look at Brother Long with some doubts in his eyes.

Is this man really as guilty of what happened back then as he has shown?

Watching Fangzheng leave, the old monk said with emotion: "Oh, it's so chic, if only I had this ability."

After all, who can not dream of being a hero?

Then he looked at the corpse beside him and called the inspection department.

……

On the other side, Fangzheng tried his best to leave this place. At this time, the rain had stopped. Although the road was a little muddy, it was not a problem for him.

Soon he reached the foot of the mountain, and just as he was about to go home with all his strength, he was suddenly attracted by the sound of fighting.

He looked over curiously, only to see a young man in a black robe fighting fiercely with a zombie, and the zombie was the same as the last time he met, all wearing the clothes of the First Hospital.

The fight between one person and one corpse is inextricable, but it can still be seen that the black-robed youth has the upper hand.

Seeing this, Fangzheng was not ready to help, but squatted aside to watch the show.

The black-robed young man is good at using swordsmanship. At this time, he is holding a long black straight knife in his hand, and there are dots of purple light shining on the blade. Every time the blade strikes a zombie, those purple light will merge to form a A purple lightning bolt.

Zombie ghosts are most afraid of thunder and fire. Now with the blessing of thunder and lightning, the young man can be said to be handy in dealing with zombies.

"Yes, this knife is beautiful, and I can use it in the future."

"Hey, this knife is good, I can do the same in the future!"

……

Fang Zheng watched from the sidelines, making judgments from time to time, and at the same time remembered some of the young people's very good sword moves in his heart so that he could use them himself in the future. Although he played with swords, they were equally applicable.

Just like that, after another ten minutes, the young man in black slashed the zombie's forehead with a knife, cutting it in half!
Seeing this, Fangzheng knew that the excitement was gone, and it was time to leave. If he didn't leave, he might become a crowd.

But before he got up, bursts of applause suddenly sounded in the darkness.

Anyone else? !

Fangzheng was stunned for a moment, and instantly realized that besides himself and the young man, there was a third person here.

Just then, a figure in a purple robe and a cap came out.

"Okay, okay, as expected of a guardian, it took me only one and a half hours to kill a zombie of mine. His strength is really amazing!"

The voice of the person who came was dull and hoarse, but one could still tell that he was a man.

The young man in black looked at the person coming, and said vigilantly, "You made these zombies?"

The visitor nodded, and said regretfully: "It took a long time to pick them. I originally planned to use them to participate in this year's corpse king competition, but now it seems that I have no chance!"

The young man in black frowned and said, "The Corpse King Dabi? What is that?! Didn't the recovery of spiritual energy happen recently?!"

The visitor heard the words and said with a sinister smile: "That's right, the recovery of the spirit energy happened only recently, but it didn't say that before the spirit energy recovered, there would be no spirit energy in the world!"

"Who the hell are you?!"

The young man looked at the person with extreme vigilance, and at this moment a bad feeling rose in his heart.

The visitor continued to smile and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you will cease to be human soon!"

The young man frowned, thinking that the other party was insulting him, and just about to get angry, suddenly a sense of chaos hit his heart, his eyes began to sink, and his body began to shake.

"When did you..."

Realizing that he was poisoned, the young man quickly reached into his bosom, trying to take the detoxification elixir.

But how could the visitor let him do what he wished? The figure came to him in a flash, and then slapped his chest with a palm, sending him flying.

"Hey hey, you have practiced dead corpses for so long, let's try living corpses today!"

"You dare to touch me...the country will not let you go..."

As soon as the young man finished speaking, he fell into a coma.

The visitor heard his words with a sneer and said, "People like me are already doomed. The country will not let you go if it kills you."

Then he approached the young man's body again, and said with satisfaction: "It's such a great body, it's a pity not to be a zombie. Don't worry, I will make you into a living corpse. Then you can still maintain your own thoughts, but you can't control your own. It’s just the body, with such a powerful zombie, the title of corpse king must be mine!”

"Ha ha ha ha……"

laugh!
Before he could laugh enough, the laughter stopped abruptly.

A head rolled to the ground, revealing the face of a thin middle-aged man, his eyes were full of doubts at the moment.

Whose body is that?Why does it look so similar to what I wear?

Fangzheng kicked the corpse far away, and said with a sneer, "Do you know what mantis catching cicadas is, and the oriole is behind? If you know it, remember it, and don't make such a mistake again in your next life."

The moment the middle-aged man appeared just now, he felt something was wrong in the air, so he quickly held his breath and carefully observed the strength of the middle-aged man.

When he saw that the other party didn't dare to approach the young man at all, and only dared to step forward when the young man fell to the ground after being poisoned, he knew that this was a bad boy.

So he held his breath, wrapped himself up with mental power, and quietly came to attack, unexpectedly, he succeeded!
After thinking about it, he held back his disgust and groped for the person, and finally found a few hundred dollars in cash and a few white bottles.

Then he frowned and said, "I didn't give energy points this time. It seems that as long as you are a human being, no matter what you do, you are not evil."

Putting this matter behind him, he shook the white bottle, and there was a sound of bang bang inside. He thought it was a treasure, so he simply carried it with him, and was going to study it when he went back. As for the young man, he didn't do anything to him.

Just from the last sentence the young man said before he passed out, he could guess that the young man in front of him must be a member of that special department, responsible for protecting the safety of ordinary people by killing evil spirits.

Fang respected this kind of person. In his opinion, the other party was as great as himself.

After thinking about it, it would definitely not be safe for him to leave the other party here, so he simply carried him up the mountain again, and finally handed him over to the old monk.

The old monk naturally agreed to take good care of the young man and arranged everything. Fangzheng went down the mountain again. On the way down the mountain this time, he saw a car from the inspection department going up the mountain, and thought it was the old monk who reported the case.

He bypassed the inspector's car, turned around and went down the mountain from another path.

……

When he got home, he saw Tang Xiaoxiao's door was closed and the lights were not on, so he thought she had fallen asleep, so he turned back to his room without disturbing her.

When he got to the house, he remembered that he hadn't bought his toilet pull yet!
"Oh, I've been so busy every day. If I had known that I should have bought the toilet pump today before going to the dorm, I forgot about it. Forget it, let's go tomorrow."

Fangzheng shook his head, turned around, took a shower, and then sat on the sofa, remembering how quickly the golden light in his body was consumed when he cast the golden bell cover today. At the same time, he also consumed the golden light in his body when using the golden lightsaber, so he decided to use the 300 energy points All added to Fudo Mingo.

Because he compared it, although the three exercises he acquired at the beginning can help him replenish the golden light in his body, there is no doubt that Fudo Mingwang's body is the fastest.

After adding points, he opened his personal panel again and looked at it.

【Host】: Founder
[Cultivation method]: Mysterious-level middle-level fudoming king body (400/500)

Profound Rank Intermediate Dragon Elephant Town Demon Leg (0/500)

Profound Rank Intermediate Arhat Conquering Demon Fist (0/500)

Mysterious Grade Intermediate Grade 0 Broken Landslide (500/[-])

[Ability]: True Eye of Spiritual Exploration (0/10000)

Dreaming (0/10000)

[Weapon]: Middle-grade spiritual weapon golden lightsaber (0/500)

[Spiritual Power]: LV12 (0/400)

[Energy Points]: 0
After confirming that everything was correct, he went to sleep in peace.

He didn't notice that the white bottle he got from the middle-aged man just now flashed red light, and then burst open.

The night was full of stars, Fangzheng slept soundly, but some people couldn't fall asleep.

A middle-aged man in a blue shirt looked at the black-robed youth and said, "Did you hear him say that the corpse king has competed?"

The black-robed youth gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sure I remember correctly, it was because he said this that he attracted my full attention, and I didn't realize that he actually poisoned the air!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly at the young man and said, "You are still too arrogant, that's why that man seized the opportunity, and he must correct your bad habits in the future!"

The young man in black nodded, but his expression was still slightly dissatisfied.

The middle-aged man didn't say much when he saw this, but asked instead: "Then why did you appear in Qingshan Temple? Who saved you?"

The young man in black shook his head, frowned and said, "I have no memory of what happened after I passed out, and I can't even remember who it was."

The middle-aged man sighed and said: "No matter who it is, it must be an expert. If such a person can be used by the country, it will be a blessing for all people."

At this time, a young man who had been standing aside without speaking spoke up. The young man had double pupils, and he had observed Fang Zheng's ghost eyes in the First Hospital a few days ago!
"Since that person is willing to save Hei Dao, it means that the other party is not our enemy. No, it should be said that the other party is a good person. After all, if the other party has plans against us, he should not disappear after saving Hei Dao, but You should stay where you are and come to see us with Hei Knife."

After listening to Guiyan's analysis, the middle-aged man nodded, then waved his hand and said, "You guys go out first, Guiyan, take a black knife and go for a checkup, so as not to leave the root cause of the disease, and all expenses will come to me to reimburse."

The two took the lead.

In the dark night, the man looked at the map of the Dragon Kingdom behind him, his eyes sparkling.

"The Corpse King Dabi... I didn't expect you to still exist!"

At the same time, in an extremely remote valley among the endless mountains in the southwest, five haggard old men closed their eyes and made strange gestures. There were three men and two women among the five, all dressed in black robes, sitting around On a quirky totem.

Poof~!

Suddenly, an old man opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

The other four people looked at him quickly, and his face became extremely ferocious at this moment: "Someone killed my son!"

"who is it?!"

The other four immediately asked.

"Look at the picture brought back by the photo bottle!"

Afterwards, the old man made a strange handprint and spit out a mouthful of black blood again. The blood was stained on the totem, and in an instant the totem rose into bursts of smoke.

In the smoke, a figure slowly appeared...