Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

Ruan Feng tried to absorb the vitality of the corpse konjac and was surprised to find: "Chairman, the corpse konjac can actually absorb memories."

Zhang Qiyuan leaned on the stove and drank a large glass of lemonade: "Hiccup~ Isn't this the same as Yingzi's cooking skills?"

Yingzi?

Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan looked at each other: Yingzi? ?

This Yingzi is not that Yingzi.

Your Yingzi, my Yingzi, everyone's Yingzi is different~

This Yingzi has skills!!

Zhang Haike looked at the half-dead Queen of Jingjue and suddenly said, "Combination skills, we can study them carefully."

Zhang Qiyuan pulled off half of the smelly corpse konjac and threw it directly into the stove. The fragrance and the stench mixed together. Ugh, he almost vomited again.

"Consider developing stink bombs as well." Zhang Qiyuan felt that having a strong soul and sharp five senses was not a good thing.

The Queen of Jingjue noticed that Zhang Qiyuan's attitude had softened, or that he was just trying to warn her from the beginning, but she always felt that with Zhang Qiyuan's character, it was not impossible for him to really kill her.

Moody, cloudy and cloudy.

Especially nervous.

The Queen of Jingjue has been in power for many years, and although her subordinates also described her personality in this way, compared with Zhang Qiyuan, she is nothing.

"This ghost cave has some connection with the Queen Mother of the West."

The Queen of Jingjue is well versed in negotiation skills. At this stage, she should throw out a trump card to have a chance to save herself.

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Qilin and Zhang Haike's expressions changed slightly. Of course, the two of them had first-rate expression management, so ordinary people wouldn't be able to tell.

Zhang Qiyuan smiled, blocked his nostrils, and continued to stir the contents of the stove with the Kunlun wood coffin board: "That's right, go on, tell me something that interests me."

"The Queen Mother of the West attracted the attention of the Snake God, right?"

This gaze was just an uncontrollable thought of the snake god.

The Queen of Jingjue once again raised her opinion of Zhang Qiyuan's strength. Not only was his martial arts level terrifying, but his vision was also beyond her reach.

"The Queen Mother of the West respectfully calls the Snake God Nuwa."

Zhang Qiyuan nodded. The will of the true gods of the universe are omnipresent. They have different names in different worlds and times. These are just names given by humans who perceive them.

Perhaps the real name of the Snake God is not Snake God, and even His essence has nothing to do with snakes.

"The rebellious Queen Mother of the West doesn't want to worship gods. She wants to become a god herself."

So they followed Nuwa’s approach and created humans, a new kind of snake people.

How should I put it, it’s the pinnacle of blasphemy.

The destruction of Queen Mother of the West’s Kingdom might have been due to the anger of a certain existence.

The Queen of Jingjue continued, "The elixir of life does not exist, it is just a legend."

As soon as these words came out, the Zhang family members frowned. Zhang Haike said bitterly, "Has all the funding for the Corpse Turtle Pill Research Institute been wasted over the years?"

The Queen of Jingjue didn't expect that these guys were actually researching Corpse Turtle Pills. She continued to tell them the secret she knew: "Anyone who eats Corpse Turtle Pills will eventually turn into something that is neither human nor ghost."

And this world does not allow the existence of such creatures.

So the Queen Mother of the West has been hiding and never coming out.

Zhang Qiyuan touched his chin and suddenly developed a strong interest in the Queen Mother of the West, whom he had never met before. What on earth had the Queen Mother of the West turned herself into?

"Since you know a lot, I will give you a few tasks. First, write down what you know. These will be compiled into our family's history book."

"Second, keep a close eye on the movements of the Queen Mother of the West. You should know the location of the Queen Mother of the West."

"Third, uh, I haven't thought of it yet. I'll talk about it later."

The Queen of Jingjue agreed readily, but then she regretted it because Zhang Qiyuan asked her to peel off a piece of skin herself.

"After writing the contract, I'll put it back on you. Don't hesitate." Zhang Qiyuan thought it might be because she was too concerned about beauty, so he comforted her, "Don't worry, apply the ointment and there won't be any scars left."

The Queen of Jingjue was also pressed into a corner, and she had an idea: "The corpse-scented konjac and I are symbiotic, can its leaves be used?"

"That's fine, but the contract needs to be written in blood." Zhang Qiyuan looked at the corpse-scented arum that looked like a mimosa and poked it maliciously. Anyway, his nose was blocked and he couldn't smell it now...

Uh, ugh~

Damn, the taste of corpse konjac is actually something that people can relate to!

The five senses connected in series will always allow you to perceive that charming taste.

Zhang Qiyuan's eyes were a little sore from the smoke. He dragged the stove with one hand and moved away from the corpse-scented konjac: "It's too addictive. You live with this thing. You won't sleep well. Ugh~"

terrible!

Zhang Qiyuan pulled the stove into the tomb passage.

As a senior executive, Zhang Haike was in charge of writing the contents of the contract. When he was about to write, he shouted, "What language should I use?"

Zhang Qiyuan and Yang Xueli were lying in an area recuperating. Hearing this, he rolled his eyes and said, "Use whatever you want."

When Zhang Haike heard this answer, he understood that this was impatience.

"Chinese and Guidongwen, two languages ​​running in parallel?"

The Queen of Jingjue nodded, she let out a little blood, and poured ink into an inkstone from somewhere. The ink mixed with the blood formed a strange brown color.

As the patriarch, Zhang Qilin was responsible for the final writing.

As the contract was written quickly, the leaf underwent a strange change. Its veins stretched out and revealed a strange red color.

After the corpse plant took over the leaf and re-grafted it, the outer skin of the tuber began to turn red.

The Queen of Jingjue asked tentatively: "Is this normal?"

Zhang Haike pretended to be calm and asked back: "What do you feel?"

The Queen of Jingjue frowned slightly, then shook her head: "I don't feel anything."

Wang Kaixuan, who had been observing from the outside, suddenly said, "There are red bloodshot eyes." Just like that fake jade eyeball.

This thing had deceived his pure feelings for money, so he was particularly impressed.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone began to stare at the red bloodshot in the Queen of Jingjue's eyes.

And he looked very carefully and attentively.

The Queen of Jingjue closed her eyes, feeling as if she had an inexplicable heart attack. She said, "Why don't we go ask the chairman?"

From this point of view, the chairman is unexpectedly reliable.

When Zhang Qiyuan heard the rumor that the Queen of Jingjue did not get enough sleep and had red bloodshot eyes, he immediately ran over from the tomb passage to watch. Then he stared at the Queen of Jingjue's clean face for a long time.

"Red blood streaks, your cornea is not sick." Zhang Qiyuan was very pragmatic and gave an example to prove his point, "You have slept for so long, and there are still red blood streaks. There must be something wrong."

The Queen of Jingjue now wanted to go crazy on the spot, then she looked back at the cliff, and she now had an impulse, maybe just jump down.

But the queen is the queen. Despite the small difficulty, she quickly calmed down and asked, "What is the purpose of this contract?"