"Young Master? Little Master? Aiya, the young master is gone again!"
Early in the morning, a crisp voice rang out from almost every corner of the Mo Residence.
Even in the cold winter, beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of the maidservants. Their faces were red and their eyes were filled with helplessness.
"I don't know how many times this has happened. Ever since the young master survived the disaster, he has been missing frequently. I really don't know where the young master goes every day.”
A few servant girls gathered together and understood the situation they were looking for. They could not help but begin to complain.
" Shh, don't tell me about the resurrection. Just thinking about the situation that day makes me feel terrified."
"I heard that Little Young Master's coffin was sealed, and then the coffin lid actually opened on its own. Little Young Master's eyes were black, and he looked extremely terrifying!”
"Also, also, the Little Master's roar sounded like a beast, but it wasn't. There were actually two sharp teeth in his mouth that looked like a beast's. If it wasn't for the fact that the Little Master's behavior had always been like an ordinary person, we would have really thought that the Little Master had turned into some kind of demon!”
If it was a Chinese person who heard this, they would definitely find it very familiar. This situation was obviously a zombie encounter.
However, the people of this world did not know about the existence of zombies.
In the Mo Residence, in a storage room that no one cared about. In the Mo Residence, there were countless abandoned rooms like this. No one would care about them at all.
An inconspicuous floorboard suddenly moved upward, and four nearby floorboards suddenly flew up.
Immediately after, a figure flashed out from the ground. With a wave of his hands, he grabbed all four floorboards and gently wiped them down. The four floorboards were as perfect as before.
Just like the beginning, there was no gap at all.
The only suspicious thing was that there was no dust on the floor.
This was simply unbelievable for a room that had not been entered for several years.
Fortunately, it was precisely because no one had entered this house for several years that no one would discover anything.
Sunlight shone through the broken window and onto the figure's face.
Although his handsome face did not make women jealous, it could definitely charm thousands of girls.
However, the young man's current situation was a little strange.
His pupils were filled with a merciless and cold black light. Two sharp teeth were exposed in the air, like the scythe in the hands of the Grim Reaper. Anyone who saw it would involuntarily think of death.
Zombies.
That's right, this was the young man who had been resurrected from the dead in the coffin, the young master of the Mo Residence-Mo Yan.
In fact, Mo Yan was already dead, because he couldn't become a zombie without dying.
What turned Mo Yan into a zombie was a strange power.
Mo Yan smiled bitterly.
He was originally an ordinary university student, and after graduation, he was the most ordinary wage earner.
However, on the 15th day of the 8th month, when he was enjoying the beautiful moonlight, the moonlight in Mo Yan's eyes suddenly turned into a demonic blood-red color.
When Mo Yan woke up, he found himself lying in a coffin, and a message that belonged to another Mo Yan appeared in his mind.
Mo Yan, the young master of the Mo Family, the commander-in-chief of the three armies and one of the eight major families of the Flying Dragon Kingdom.
Originally, although Mo Yan wasn't a genius, he was still better than the others.
Unfortunately, a month ago, in order to consolidate his imperial power, Mo Yan, the sole heir of the Mo family, was naturally the only candidate to be roped in. Mo Yan was recruited as the son-in-law.
Originally, everything should have gone according to the normal procedure. Unfortunately, for some reason, Mo Yan died from poison when he entered the palace to visit Princess Ying Xiu.
When he woke up, he was already in his own thoughts. Most importantly, he found himself a zombie.
Moreover, he had received the inheritance of a zombie. Although he did not understand zombies, his intuition told him that this inheritance should not be too low.
Because this inheritance could be cultivated to the level of the powerful Zombie King Xuan Kui.
The only difference was that when Mo Yan disguised himself as an ordinary person, he was no different from an ordinary person. He could even eat and drink.
However, in comparison, their strength would be much weaker.
And once he turned into a zombie, his combat strength would soar.
So until now, no one knew that Mo Yan had become an immortal monster.
Mo Yan had found a secret room in the storeroom because he hated sunlight as a zombie.
The most important reason was that he did not want his parents in this world to know that he was a zombie, even if there was no such thing as a zombie in this world.
The other reason was that Mo Yan had a strange feeling of intimacy towards the coffin ever since he woke up.
When Mo Yan left the coffin, he had a bloodthirsty impulse and a special desire for fresh blood.
Only by entering the coffin could Mo Yan suppress the urge by sleeping.
Xuan Kui's inheritance also said that zombies slept in coffins to nourish their corpse qi. It could consolidate one's cultivation and had unparalleled defense. It was the best choice for closed door cultivation.
Thinking of his current identity, Mo Yan smiled bitterly in his heart, but it wasn't that hard to accept.
Mo Yan, who was tired of ordinary life, imagined that he could have a fortuitous encounter when he was alive, even if he had to become a zombie that the world feared and the three worlds hated.
Fortunately, he was just an orphan in his previous life. Perhaps only his friends would be sad for a period of time before forgetting about his departure.
After calming himself down, Mo Yan opened the door and let the sunset shine on his face again.
Mo Yan curled his lips uncomfortably and walked out of the storeroom, which had become quiet again.
In the Mo family's study, the current head of the Mo family sat behind the desk with a gloomy expression. In front of him was a figure.
Mo Canglong, the current head of the Mo Family, the leader of the top ten masters of the Flying Dragon Kingdom, the number one God of War, and Mo Yan's grandfather.
The sound of fingers tapping on the chair's handle was particularly ear-piercing in the quiet study.
"Yan 'er was poisoned in the palace. How is the matter going?”Mo Canglong's vigorous voice sounded.
The black shadow was calm and indifferent." Ever since the family head caused a ruckus in the palace, the reactions of the major powers have been very strange. They seem to be very disappointed, but they are also very excited."
The crisp knocking stopped abruptly, and the handle of the chair turned into ashes.
"Could it be that they really only dared to attack Yan 'er because of those groundless rumors and that thing?”
The black shadow laughed bitterly." After all, it's said that the appearance of that thing will bring about a shocking phenomenon. Rumors say that it can cure all poisons and bring the dead back to life. I'm afraid no one can remain indifferent! The most important thing is that Little Young Master is now blessed from the heavens. He has actually really come back from the dead, and that rumor has really come true."
"Heh, the Seven Steps Deadly Pill. You even took out such a peerless poison. Are you really afraid that my grandson won't die? This is really going to make my Mo family extinct!!! Check, I want to see who dares to fight me, Mo Canglong." Daguan Time:07 10 2019 6:46PM
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