The liquid is not dripping quickly, and on average, a drop will fall every five seconds.

After three drops, Leng Han's face turned pale.

"It's up to you!"

He took a deep breath to calm his disordered body.

Lin Zhan was the second one to stretch out his hand, and with the same movement, three drops of liquid dripped from his palm.

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Lin Qing walked to the bowl reluctantly and did the same.

When nine drops of white liquid merge into one, the liquid turns milky white.

It is completely different from the slightly clear state before.

This is how to change normal people to undead people.

Although they are undead people, they are not natives.

They are all transformed from normal people into undead tribes.

Therefore, if you want to change a normal person into an undead, the three of them must cooperate.

The white liquid is the power in their bodies.

It is precisely because of the blood that the undead tribe has turned pale and their skin is much whiter than normal people.

Even the pupils are white.

The undead's super self-healing power also comes from this white liquid.

It's their super strong blood.

"Ah! It hurts! Li Wuxin, I want to kill you!" Sima Wuji fell on the bed and roared angrily.

His face turned black and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"Sima Wuji, you have thought about it." Leng Han stood beside him and asked, "Do you regret it?"

"I don't regret it!" Sima Wuji whispered, as if he was about to die.

In fact, in a few more minutes, he would be exhausted.

"Okay." Leng Han nodded, and the porcelain bowl in his hand was directly placed on Sima Wuji's wrist. "Welcome to join the Undead Legion!"

The red blood slowly walked along the wound on the wrist and entered the bowl.

Fusion with that white liquid.

Soon, the white liquid seemed to be attracted by some kind of attraction, and directly entered Sima Wuji's body along the blood flowing out!

In less than half a minute, all the white liquid in the porcelain bowl was absorbed.

Sima Wuji closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

But the blackness of the skin caused by poisoning, which can be seen by the naked eye, slowly disappeared.

Instead, it is a little white.

It takes time.

The process of converting to the undead is very painful.

The white liquid will transform the blood and then pass through the blood and enter every organ of the body.

Remodel these organs.

"Look at your father. If there is any situation, remember to call us." Leng Han reminded Jiang Shan and left with Lin Zhan and Lin Qingdi.

"Fate is so good." Leng Han, who had only one arm left, said a little melancholy: "At the beginning, Sima Wuji had the opportunity to join the Undead clan, but he refused. Now, he actually took the initiative to turn himself into an Undead."

"Everyone is afraid of death. Even as an undead tribe, I am still worried that I will die." Lin Zhandao was very open to seeing it: "The more greedy you are and the more you are reluctant to leave something, the more you are worried about losing it."

Only Emperor Lin Qing did not speak.

Actually, he regretted it a little.

I regretted going to Zuoqiu Mountain and meeting the emperor.

If he had not experienced such a thing, he would probably have birth, old age, sickness and death like a normal person.

Maybe it will leave a good reputation.

But now, everything is gone.

The dignified lord of Yongcheng City, the person who created Yongcheng with one hand, left in shame.

In a sense, he admired Sima Wuji a little.

Under the tempting conditions at that time, Sima Wuji refused to become an immortal.

But in the end, when facing death, Sima Wuji chose to live a life of silence.

"Why do people from the Funeral Alliance go against us?" Leng Han spoke to break the silence.

It was not until just now that he realized that the group was a master of the funeral alliance.

"We have no grudges and grudges with them, and most of them are colluding with Hanhai Bookstore."

Lin Zhan spoke from the side.

When he was in the capital, he had a little interaction with the Sang Gou, so he was quite impressed.

Combined with what Sima Wuji said in person that he had been almost killed by the Sang Gou, he knew that the two men had already formed a bond.

But I didn’t expect that this master of the funeral alliance is so powerful!

"After a while, I must ask for an explanation. My arm cannot be thrown away in vain." Leng Han's face was as deep as water.

If this arm wants to regenerate, I may have to contact General Ye Bugui.

But the possibility is very low.

"Has your arm been injured by a black knife?" Lin Zhan suddenly asked.

"Do you know?" Leng Han was a little surprised.

No one knows about this.

After he came back, he didn't mention a word.

"When I was in the capital, Sang Gou used this knife to force me to a desperate situation." Lin Zhan walked over and whispered: "Be careful, this group of people are the last of ghosts. Once they are attacked by sneaks, they will definitely die!"

"In this way, they should have a lot of these weapons." Leng Han felt even worse when he heard about this.

If weapons against the Undead are studied, the Undead will suffer huge losses.

"I don't think so." Lin Zhan thought for a while and said, "Their weapons are all small, which means that their production capacity is not enough. In other words, the materials are extremely precious."

Leng Han thought about it and it seemed that this was the case.

Most of them use short knife.

"What do you mean, the Funeral Alliance is not as terrible as you think?"

After he finished speaking, he thought, "Since that's the case, we must figure out the details of the funeral alliance and don't let them really mass produce those weapons. In the end, we'll lose."

"I'll arrange someone later to contact the Funeral Alliance." Lin Qingdi had nothing to say, so he left directly and contacted the Funeral Alliance people.

Enemies should be resolved rather than formed. The funeral alliance is not weak, and no matter what, it cannot be hostile to these people.

At least for now, not the time.

"Leng Jiu." Leng Han turned around and ordered: "After a while, lead the west building of Hanhai Book Garden to choose any book in the library. Remember to control the time."

"clear!"

Leng Jiu finished speaking and left quickly.

"What does it mean to control time well?" Lin Zhan, who was standing beside him, was confused.

"In my Leng family, or the martial arts world, there is a rule. If anyone secretly learns other people's classics, he will be killed! There is no room for negotiation!"

Leng Han snorted: "When the West Tower stayed in it for a little longer, I said that he secretly learned the classics of my library, and he had no morality! At that time, he would definitely be ruined!"

Although the morning's plan failed, Leng Han did not give up.

It is OK to cooperate with Hanhai Book Garden, but this West Building must die.

"Miscellaneous!" Lin Zhan gave a thumbs up and stopped: "I'll go and see Sima Wuji first, I hope he's fine."

On the hospital bed.

Sima Wuji was much quieter, as if he was asleep.

But in a short while!

He sat up suddenly, his eyes full of white eyes!

"Nee..." Sima Wuji took a deep breath and felt his body full of strength.

"After all, I've become a monster..."

Looking at his white skin, his face looked extremely painful.

At this moment, Lin cried away and returned.

"stop!"

Sima Wuji raised his head and looked at him vigilantly.
Chapter completed!