Thousand-year-old zombies who transcend the six realms
There are rumors in the world that Xuantian Sect, on the surface, is engaged in the upright and upright business of hanging pots to help the world, but in fact, it enshrines a thousand-year-old zombie god in the back mountain.
Song Yunfu came to the back mountain a few days ago to enjoy a hot spring bath, but unfortunately she fell into the magic circle.
At this time, he glanced at Fu Changyuan, who was beside him with his eyes closed and concentrating, making tea and pouring water for himself.
I was cursing in my heart, what kind of bullshit zombie is like an uncle.
Unfortunately, I was sleepy in class, and the damage value of the spells I learned was very small, so I couldn't escape. Otherwise, how could I end up in this situation.
Gu Changyuan: Song Yunfu, I can hear you.
Song Yunfu: Oh, sir, you have misunderstood. How dare I criticize you?
Gu Changyuan: Really? Then go bring me some snacks.
Song Yunfu said in her heart: Why doesn't xxxx choke you to death?
Actual: Sir, what flavor do you want to eat? I will bring it to you.
Purpose: Advocate socialist core values
