Chapter 283: Enchanting the Rat Head?

"Even if you want to come, it's not so fast, they don't have my crocodile lizard."
"Before this, let's figure out what's going on here, or else there will be a dead soul in the future."
Weng Ling agreed to nod, but Bader gave him a meaningful look.
Is the biggest undead not here? It’s just a ghost shouting.
However, Pingcheng’s affairs did reveal a bit of surprise, which indirectly proved that Weng Ling’s master was absolutely involved in what happened.
"Let's do this, we will explore for another 3 hours. If we don't find it, we will leave immediately. Save the group of eucalyptus heads and treat us as bad people!" Night Three suggested.
In fact, he only needs to get the consent of Weng Ling, after all, except for her, the others are their own, except Zhou Hong.
That should be called an outsider.
Unless he is in danger of life and death, Zhou Hong will not shoot.
"You have to go around and go back when you find it. Beide, we continue to investigate these bodies. I always feel that the problem will appear here."
There is no living person in the whole city. The only strange place is here, especially the evolution and rebellion of one of his ghosts.

Is there a way to move these bodies away?

At night, he pointed to the corpse and asked him, but then he took a picture of his head and clicked out the summoning card to get a hundred bitterness, so that they began to put the stacked bodies on the side. The new 81 Chinese network updates the fastest computer: https://
Fortunately, it is winter, with a slight snow. The stiff body is only stinky even after so many days. It is quite complete. It can be easily removed just like the root wood. Starting
Weng Ling did not say anything when he saw this scene. Now it is only when the investigation is clear that he can avenge them.
As the bodies were slowly moved down, they discovered how ferocious the mutant mice were, and each body was terrified. According to Bed’s identification, these people are alive. When he was hollowed out, he was hollowed out and died.
Whether men, women and children, no matter how tall or thin, they are all the same way to die.
Suddenly, one of the shackles suddenly accidentally stepped on the empty body when they moved the body, and slipped down with one foot, and brought the stacked corpses together.
Like the collapsed blocks, the body slid down the ground and even buried more than a dozen cockroaches.
"Look there!"
Bade suddenly pointed to the center of the corpse and cried in surprise.
"The body there is sunken, the bottom is empty!"
At night, Weng Ling glanced at him and quickly directed the corpse to remove the corpse in the middle. It found a three-meter-wide hole.
"This one……"
At night, the brow was wrinkled, and the hole in the ground reminded him of the tunnel dug by the duo.
Is it the pig head?
Impossible!
The pig head man can only survive to the orc branch that has fallen out of the wilderness, and now he is still dead in the human domain!
"Want to do so much, go in and see if you can't do it?!" Bede groaned, and then received a white eye at night.
As a lord of the undead, how can this kind of face-to-face cavern make him go, and he has just verified that he will not be infected, so he sent 10 scorpions directly into the night.
For a long time...
"How? Is there any problem inside?" Weng Ling asked eagerly.
On the night of the third day, I was more embarrassed to shake my head, and I didn’t like the ghost to be able to link with him spiritually. Only when the leader of the team led him out could he know the information inside.
Unless...
[Your senior sickle soldier has died...]
"There are enemies!"
At night, the face changed even more. Just after the early warning, I heard a strange roar in the hole. Then several cockroaches were thrown out, and even the skull was smashed in half.
The red light flashed, and the hole suddenly climbed out of a monster with red eyes and a sticky saliva.
I saw that it was bald, with a long nose and a red bean eye. The hands and claws held a and roared angrily toward the sky. The long brown tail of a pair of female arms still came and went.
Bede’s face is a joy:
The Rat Head?!

There is no such thing as a rat head in the Orc catalogue. At present, this one is obviously a new breed. It is no wonder that she will be so excited.
But the night was even more frowned, and he suddenly felt that the rat head was somewhat familiar.
And the rat head heard Bead's voice, twisted his head in disgust, and looked at the eyes of the night three at a glance, and the two squinted at each other.
"It's you!"
"Do you know?" Beck asked as he rubbed his hands and shook hands.
At night, he shook his head and nodded. He looked at the opposite side of the rat's head and became more and more eager, and more and more sure of his own conjecture.
"If I didn't admit it, he should be the Yang Feng, but how could he become a rat head? What happened in Pingcheng, how is it so evil?!"
"Haruru, it’s your guy who is bad for me. Just one more day, I will be able to evolve completely after another day! You actually destroyed my corpse at this time! Several times! Three times! I want you dead!"
In the eyes of the ratified Yang Feng, the red mansions are in full bloom. When the night is three, they think that when they want to rush over, they are twisting their tails and re-drilling into the hole.
Night three more:? ? ?
Is it that the mouse will become even smaller?
"Not good! Underground!"
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On the night of the night, I saw that the ground began to bulge a bulge, and began to move rapidly around them. At first glance, there were creatures moving fast in the ground.
"But isn't this a target?" At night, the sacral bones were armed, and after the protection of Bead, the bones of Wang Jian began to be guarded.
Weng Ling also stared at the ground to see what kind of trick Yang Feng had to play.
"Hey!"
With a bang, a bulge suddenly broke open when it was drilled behind Weng Ling, and a quick black shadow popped up, but before she got close to Weng Ling’s neck, she was hammered into a meat sauce.
She can't move fast, but she can't turn slow.
"It's a devil! Big devil!" Bed surprised in amazement.
"There are traces of magic in them, fast and fast! Kill more!"
After that, the hand pointed, and a faint black light was sucked into the nose by her, and even a sigh of satisfaction was expressed.
After Weng Ling’s blow, he knew that the underground was not stopped, and he began to slam against the ground before the big mouse had not yet come out, just like playing the hamster.
In the sound of the cymbal, there was a pit of blood in the ground.
"More and more!" On the night of the third day, I saw more and more embossing on the ground. Soon there were three or four hundred, and my brow was wrinkled. I kneel on one knee and stretched my hand toward the ground.