Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

The thirteen left brains are buzzing. Since becoming a zombie, this has rarely happened.

I have a splitting headache, and there is even a bag on the top of my head.

He is really stiff, he is a very strong physique himself, and he was beaten into a bag by a golden armour stick.

Left Thirteen did not open his eyes. With the help of the soldier character pupil, he of course found that he was lying in a hall, his clothes had been changed, his golden robe, and local tyrant gold.

"Your uncle!"

The thirteenth left gritted his teeth and Tu Long took it. Who changed the clothes for him, that incomparable Fan Jin, where did he go.

The golden hall, the vitality gathers, around this hall, the vitality can actually condense into a stream of water, in this stream, it is just like the Shengxianchi.

Of course, there is not much vitality in Shengxianchi.

The water moved around, and the thirteenth from the left heard a murmur outside.

"Sect Master, are you sure?"

"This kid is really okay?"

"It's too cheap for him, you let him marry Shengxi?"

"Is this bad?"

"Fan Jin, you did a good job!"

Another extremely hoarse voice came, even more perverted than Fan Jin, listening to the thirteenth on the left with a spirit of excitement.

"marriage?"

"What's this stuff?"

The thirteenth left could not pretend to be in a coma, so quickly leave here, the Nine Heavens Lower Realm is too dangerous. It's simply not something that the thirteenth from the left can handle.

The thirteenth left now understands why Yinggou is worried about him.

Even if Zuo Thirteen is respected in the lower realms, these people like Nine Heavens are all immortal cultivators, immortal, and how many years of cultivation, these long-lived people are extremely perverted.

The elders of the immortal world have existed for thousands of years, and there are even gods who have existed since the creation of the heavens and the earth, have experienced countless tribulations, and have achieved the gods of heaven and immortality.

With this kind of existence, the thirteenth from the left is clever, is it useful?

The thirteenth from the left is just a little real stiff.

"Run now!"

The thirteenth from the left decided to leave here quickly, but when he just got up, the thirteenth from the left found something was wrong. The entire Golden Palace was shrouded by a mysterious power. As soon as he woke up, a faint voice came from outside.

"you're awake?"

The door opened, a white-haired old man, also wearing local tyrant gold, tall and stalwart, with a golden wheel on the back of his head, and golden light. Most importantly, the neck under the golden robe of this man is all golden.

The skin is golden, like a thin layer of golden armor, spreading on the body.

"Junior Brother Fan, what's the matter?"

"Don't you let him wear a red robe?"

"No one wears a golden robe for marriage."

"Brother head, the lesson is!"

"What's the matter with you? Looking for a knock?"

Fan Jin glared, and a female disciple walked in outside the door. These disciples were all gold skirts. They smiled and looked at Fan Jin. Some female disciples even looked at Zuo Thirteen deeply.

In the eyes of these women, there is no desire or desire, just full of curiosity and joking.

"and many more!"

The thirteenth from the left must be stopped. In any case, the thirteenth from the left must figure out the situation.

"What are you waiting for? Put on the red robe first!"

"By the way, do you have a Taoist companion?"

The head of Jin Jiazong, Bi Xuzi, looked at the thirteenth from the left.

"have!"

Left Thirteen hurriedly yelled, and even stretched out his fingers. After ringing for a long time, he stretched out several fingers.

Bi Xuzi groaned in a low voice, just as he was about to say something, as a result, Fan Jin rushed over with the golden armour stick in his hand.

"Boy, don't count the lower realms, what about the nine heavens?"

"no!"

The thirteenth from the left also wanted to make up, but looking at Fan Jin's golden armour stick, he still told the truth. Heroes don't suffer from immediate losses, this Fan Jin is more powerful than him.

The thirteen on the left was really stiff, and could not be compared with the immortal cultivator.

"Okay, head, let me just say it, no!"

"Okay, you do better, let's study it later!"

Bi Xuzi applauded seeing Fan Jin, and Fan Jin actually twisted it. In this state, Zuo Thirteen absolutely believed that these two old guys were definitely two old glasses.

"Red robe, put the red robe on first!"

"Wait a moment!"

The thirteenth from the left still resisted. At this moment, Fan Jin hit a stick again.

"Om!"

Left thirteen fainted again.

When Zuo Thirteen woke up again, he was already wearing a red robe. Dahongpao, Dahongguan, this is definitely the equipment only available to the bridegroom official.

The thirteen on the left wanted to cry without tears, which was too bullying for the zombies.

"you!"

The thirteenth left looked at Bi Xuzi and Fan Jin. These two old men, "Qingqing, I, and I", were talking about something on the other side again. This time, the thirteenth left could not hear them.

Xianshu shield.

"Whatever you love, just do it, I am a zombie, who am I afraid of?"

The thirteenth left drooped his head, whatever you want, you can kill and not be insulted.

"Shut up, starting from today, you are not allowed to say that you are stiff."

"This is the Jin Jiazong, not outside. Remember, you are the Jin Jiazong, the 72nd generation disciple, the inner disciple!" Fan Jingang finished.

Bi Xuzi coughed a few times.

"Personal disciple?"

Fan Jin looked at the head of the sect, and found something empty. Could it be that the thirteen from the left became a direct disciple just one day after entering the sect? You know, the 72nd generation of disciples, in the Jinjia Shenzong, are also sporadic.

"You are called Zuo Thirteen, the zombie of the water, right?"

"Correct!"

The thirteenth left admitted and was already on guard.

"Okay, you have to understand that in the Nine Heavens Realm, there is a zombie hunter who specializes in hunting your zombies. Join our Jin Jiazong, and we can protect you."

"Zombie Hunter? Protection?"

The thirteenth left wondered again, how could there be such an organization for zombies, what is it for? What exactly does the head of the Jin Jiazong want to do?

"Head, don't talk nonsense with him."

"Thirteen from the left, let's put it this way, do you want to be destroyed or enter the sect, you can live forever."

"nonsense!"

Of course the thirteenth from the left wanted to live, but he couldn't live like that.

"Jin Jiazong?"

At this moment, the sound of Ying Gou came from inside the left thirteenth body.

"Ask them, Jin Jiazong Pang Tong?"

"What the hell?"

The thirteenth from the left was very pleased to see the movement of the win hook, and quickly let the seniors find a way and run away.

"Pang Tong?"

The thirteenth from the left just murmured, and Bi Xuzi next to him had already snorted coldly.

"Presumptuous, you dare to call the ancestor's name directly."

"Ancestor?"

Left thirteenth was dumbfounded again, the ancestor of Jin Jiazong?

"It turned out to be his orthodoxy!"

"Thirteen, promise them, they will protect you."

"Let me stay in Jin Jiazong?"

"Don't worry, stay, at least they can protect you. It seems that you have what they need."

"Calm down, it's okay."

Yinggou is still too deep in the city, and he has already told the thirteenth left of the situation.

The thirteenth left finally recovered and looked at the red robe on him again, and said quietly, "I can join the Jin Jiazong, but what exactly does this let me do?"

"I am a zombie, are you sure, let me marry someone?"

"What's the matter? As long as you agree, we will arrange for you a beautiful daughter-in-law who is definitely better than your lower realm."

Fan Jin laughed strangely.

The thirteenth left did not believe it.