Don’t get me wrong, immortals are all simple and unpretentious!

The rapidly recovering new head exploded again and again and recovered again and again.

Li Wudao kept comforting Liu Rumeng, "Xiao Meng, don't have any psychological burden, just play house."

"Master, Xiao Meng deserves death!"

"You're just talking nonsense, you're already dead, hehe."

"Master is so annoying...you are still joking at this time!"

Joking was still useful, and Liu Rumeng's guilt eased a lot.

"Xiaomeng, how do you feel now?"

After all, we had to return to the topic. Feeling that Liu Rumeng's mood had stabilized, Li Wudao asked carefully.

The sound of the answer gave Li Wudao goosebumps.

"My God, it feels great!"

It was a superimposed sound, the voices of two rough men overlapped together, resounding in Li Wudao's mind.

Looking at Liu Rumeng's ghost body again, her eyes had changed color.

The left eye is blood red and the right eye is green.

Her face was still the same, but her expression was extremely ferocious. She looked up at the sky and said crazily:

"Little bitch of destiny, you made a miscalculation after all. Master Niu (horse) has a chance to wake up, and you... will sleep forever, hahahaha!"

Li Wudao's extremely cold voice interrupted their laughter, "No matter what kind of beasts you are, leave Xiao Meng's ghost body now, otherwise I will make your life worse than death!"

"I didn't expect that there are undead tribesmen in the world, existences as humble as ants, and they dare to call themselves immortals. It is simply ridiculous!"

The mixed voice of cattle and horses was full of disdain, "Even a true immortal has to bow down before seeing our brothers!"

Li Wudao was slightly shocked when he heard the word "undead". Immortality and the mysterious restriction on his heart have always been the doubts that shrouded his mind.

It’s a lie to say that you don’t want to figure it out.

It's just that he has a relatively casual personality and has endless time anyway, so he is not in a hurry to explore.

"Haha, Rakshasa, are you bragging?"

The feudal superstitious knowledge accumulated before time travel suddenly came in handy. The name of the bull-headed man was Abong, and the name of the horse-faced man was Rakshasa. Of course, these are the versions on earth.

Whether it is universal or not, Li Wudao is not sure.

Anyway, give it a try, you have nothing to lose.

"Ant, who are you and how do you know the names of our brothers!!!"

Niutou and Mamian really lost their composure, because their real names are absolutely secret.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is a secret between the two of them. No one in the world knows about it except them!

Judging from the shocked tone, it seemed that he was right.

Then talk more and scare these two turtles to death. If you can solve the problem with your mouth, don't use your hands.

"It's a joke. As an immortal immortal, back then, Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu were my younger brothers. The Tenth Palace Yama had to call me big brother when he saw me. Emperor Dongyue used to have a drink with me when he had nothing to do... Emperor Fengdu... …”

Facts have proved that talking too much leads to mistakes.

"Although I don't know how you know the names of my two brothers, I can tell you responsibly that what you said next are not the gods of the underworld!"

Thousands of smart hairs pierced Li Wudao's body, "Liu Rumeng" said ferociously: "Ant, I give you one last chance to tell you why you know our brother's real name! Otherwise...die!"

Such a small scene could not scare Immortal Li. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and actually smiled, "You all said that I am an undead tribesman, how can I die??"

"Haha, you undead tribe's tricks are enough to deceive ordinary monks, but in front of our brothers, it is too sloppy!"