The silver light abandoned by the cold moon reflects the silvery white and dazzling earth.

A headless corpse is walking under the moonlight that looks like daytime.

The direction is the corpse-sewing corpse maker's hut.

As the head broke, Xu Yan's corpse energy was slowly leaking.

His corpse energy is actually not too heavy, but the corpse energy on his body is connected to the Dead Hall. After a long time, when the magnificent corpse energy in the Dead Hall rolls out, Xu Yan will become a terrifying source of poison.

You must first connect your head.

The first thing Xu Yan thought of was his mother-in-law.

The lights in the room are getting light and dark, and the oil is about to run out of the lights.

The old man sitting next to the oil lamp is like burning lamp oil, breathing weakly and his vitality is dim.

Awakened by the sound of the door opening, the old man tried his best to open his turbid old eyes, and what he saw was a thrilling picture.

At the door, there was a headless corpse.

The corpse was holding a head with a frown on his brow.

The mother-in-law of the needle and thread deals with dead bodies in her life. She has seen too many corpses, and even many corpses have been seen. She even had corpses moving in the process of sewing, but she has never encountered the current scene.

The one on the other side is definitely not a living person, because it is impossible for a living person to die if he loses his head.

It’s not like a shadow. No matter how strong a living zombie is, it will completely die once its head falls off.

The ability to walk as usual in a headless body can only be a strange existence that is not between life and death.

The old woman's first reaction was that she encountered something terrible, but she no longer cared because the deadline was approaching and she knew very well that her life had come to an end.

The only thing she wanted to do was to detonate a talisman to remind other corpse refiners that monsters appeared in the Western Yai.

In the wide sleeves of the robe, a talisman was pinched at the fingertips with a slight movement of his old hand. However, the trace of spiritual energy that ignited the talisman was gone for a long time.

It was not that the old woman could not mobilize her aura, but because she recognized the head.

"Mother-in-law, can you help me sew my head?"

The headless corpse whispered helplessly.

The mother-in-law tried hard to open her eyes wide, and identified Xu Yan's appearance again, then hurriedly found the remaining bone thread and waved to Xu Yan to pass by.

As the lights went out, a silver-white bone thread flew between the head and neck like a butterfly, with fine stitches and solid sewing.

The mother-in-law sewed it round after round until she used up the last bone thread until she exhausted her vitality.

Finally, the bone lines and bones blend perfectly.

The head and the corpse are stitched firmly together again.

"It's sewn, it's very strong. You have to be careful in the future and don't dare to lose your head again."

The mother-in-law of needlework closed her loving old eyes.

The candle fire is extinguished.

In the darkness, Xu Yan silently bowed to the old man's remains three times.

"Don't worry, mother-in-law, she won't lose her head again."

The body and head are completely integrated, and the characteristics of the bone line perfectly solve Xu Yan's troubles.

The corpse gas on the body stopped gushing out and completely solidified.

The body's state is no different from before.

Xu Yan immediately set out to the corpse storage room.

While taking away the snow fruit, he used another tiger head to open the treasure house belonging to Chu Honglian.

The attack even more disturbed the Western Yaya, and the corpse storage room became a place where no one paid attention to it. Xu Yan took the opportunity to see what was hidden in Honglian's treasure.

However, the result surprised him.

Chu Honglian’s corpse storage room is actually empty!

Nothing...

Xu Yan was a little disappointed, but when he closed the door, he found a strange place.

The thick door has obvious signs of damage.

Close the door, but Xu Yan did not use Chu Honglian's tiger-head order, but pushed it hard.

The door actually opened.

Someone forcibly broke through Chu Honglian's corpse storage room!

Xu Yan looked carefully and found that the traces of damage to the door were very new, which was caused recently.

Recalling that the people who beat Geng were rampant in the Western Yai, Xu Yan guessed that the person who stole the treasure of the Red Lotus was most likely the person from the Southern Yai.

Why are people interested in Chu Honglian’s relics?

What exactly is Chu Honglian hiding?

Xu Yan did not stay for a long time, and left the corpse storage room and came to the sewing mother-in-law's residence again.

In Li Si's eyes, he was a dead person. If he went out, he would have to die again if he was caught.

Xu Yan was not sure that he could escape from a foundation-building sect.

Besides, he didn't want to escape either.

What he wanted was Li Si's head.

I don’t know what the consequences will occur when taking snow fruits. Xu Yan estimated that the most likely thing was the breath overflowing, and the corpse craftsman’s hut was covered with talismans, which was the most suitable to block the breath.

He sued the body of his mother-in-law, Xu Yan closed the door, sat cross-legged in the dark room, and took snow fruit orally.

The spiritual fruit melts into the mouth, forming an extremely cold pure spiritual energy, like an unruly river, savagely rushing into Xu Yan's limbs and bones.

A hint of coldness rose from Xu Yan's body, and from the outside it looked like white hair.

In addition to being shocked by the extreme coldness of the snow fruit, Xu Yan was even more shocked by the effect of the snow fruit.

Not to mention anything else, if I were a living person, I would have died of frozen death by now.

The snow fruit looks like fruit, but this thing is not something that people eat at all.

As the extreme cold power raged, Xu Yan's body of the ghost underwent an amazing change.

The meridians, acupoints, bones, internal organs and even flesh of his body were all eroded by the cold air. The severe cold of bone erosion gradually created a body that was adapted to the extreme cold. When the power of the snow fruit was completely absorbed into the body, Xu Yan's corpse ghost state became a white zombie!

White, snowy and ice.

Frozen, live without death.

The white zombie is the second realm in the corpse tribe. It not only has the ability to control the cold, but also has a powerful body far beyond the corpse ghost.

When he became a white zombie, he had a trace of enlightenment in Xu Yan's heart.

He tried to restrain the cold air that surged around him, so the cold white hair floating all over his body disappeared.

The talent for ice and snow is born with it.

This power does not need to be familiar with, just as it has been imprinted in Xu Yan's heart, and it is free to be retracted.

It took Xu Yan two hours to go from obeying the snow fruit to becoming a white zombie.

It was early morning outside.

The Western Yaya became more and more lively, and you could hear beatings, scolding, crying, and even the sound of swords and swords fighting everywhere.

The entire Western Yaya became a temporary prison for beating people. All the coroner trainers were subjected to cruel investigations, and there were many injured people.

It is said to be a cross-examination, which is no different from suppression.

But I can't resist.

The privilege of fighting against others makes them superior to the corpse refiners. If you want to avoid suffering from flesh and blood, you can only keep begging for forgiveness, say all the good things, and open up the way with the silver.

The corpse-sewing maker's hut was covered with frost, but there was no sign of anything unusual from the outside.

This remote cottage has become a forgotten place.

If it were not for countless talismans to block it, the cold air would be enough to freeze the corpse-sewing corpse-maker's house into an igloo.

Familiar with the body of the white zombie, Xu Yan gathered his energy to open the Palace of the Dead.

Pull the fog of corpse gas, and a whirlpool appears.

To become a white zombie, Xu Yan does not need to hide the effects of the divine pill, and can summon the dead with his own strength.
Chapter completed!