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292 Resuscitate, Twelve-Handed Corpse Wannu King (Please Order In Full)

Although Fatty Wang and Qin Wanzhi are both prepared to die, the plot of the game does not end there.

The army of human-faced birds circling in the sky was getting closer and closer, and some of them even passed the edge of their heads.

In line with the idea of ​​"killing one to earn money, killing two to earn one", Fatty Wang is still stubbornly resisting and dying.

Zidan did take away the lives of many human-faced birds, making them crumble like meteors.

But under the huge base, Fatty Wang and Qin Wanzhi quickly ran out of firearms——

In other words, the ammunition has been fired....

"Oh, okay," Fatty Wang said with a dry laugh, "I'm really going to die this time, but before he dies, let's go and see what old Wannu Wang looks like, how about?"

in a sense,

Qin Wanzhi, Fatty Wang and the others came to Yunding Tiangong, and they also came for the legendary "Nine Dragons Carrying the Coffin".

If the two of them didn't even know what King Wannu looked like when they died, wouldn't that be nonsense?

"Okay, let's go,"

Qin Wanzhi nodded, her voice suddenly choked in her throat.

Because in her field of vision, she saw a very incredible scene——

The huge Shiraishi coffin placed on the platform unexpectedly opened a gap at some point, and three blue-purple arms-like things were exposed inside the gap.

Attention, it is three no!!

The nails on those arms are very long, just like the zombies in the Xiangjiang Zombie movie. They are dancing in the air at this moment, as if they want to catch some prey.

"Fuck,"

Fatty Wang was taken aback, and said that this was a fucking chaos—human-faced birds, giant crickets, these were not enough, how many zongzi appeared now?

It is also strange to say that there is usually only one corpse buried in a coffin.

But how could there be several in the coffin of King Wannu's body?

three arms, right,

In other words, there are at least two people inside!!

"Sister, we have some fun," Fatty Wang laughed, and asked if he wanted to make a bet to see if the two of them were eaten first by the human-faced bird, or by the cricket or the rice dumpling.

Hearing that he was still in the mood to make jokes, Qin Wanzhi couldn't help feeling that he was bold and fat.

But before I had time to think about it, more bizarre scenes appeared——

The coffin board may have been damaged for a long time, but it was pushed up by several arms, and it flew to a distance of one or two meters.

Then, a huge, black, and strange person wearing Jurchen armor stood inside.

The reason why he is said to be strange is because this man has twelve hands, like Avalokitesvara, distributed in a ring on both sides of the body, and they can all move with a twist.

"What the fuck is this horse riding?"

"Did you take the wrong medicine? Deformed variants? Radiation monsters? Subterraneans? Aliens?"

"Anyway, it's definitely not a normal person, who will grow twelve arms!!"

"This...is this really the legendary Wannu King?"

……ask for flowers…

"I thought there were two or three corpses in the coffin. How dare so many hands belong to the same person."

"It's unbelievable, I feel that Lao Tzu's cognitive concept is gradually collapsing..."

"Old irons, do you have a very familiar feeling, as if you have seen King Wannu somewhere?"

""Wrathful Sea Diving into the Sand", the twelve-handed female corpse in the underwater tomb!!"

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In the live broadcast room, the audience friends were all shocked by this scene, and frantically sent out barrages to vent their inner surprise.

And in the game, Fatty Wang also talked more, like a machine gun——

"I lost it, why is this thing the same as the twelve-handed female corpse in the underwater tomb?"

"A man and a woman...these two are husband and wife, right?"

"Hey, I think it's strange, why did Wannuwang's wife go to Wang Zanghai's underwater tomb?"

"Lang has a love affair with a concubine, and the two of them eloped."

Qin Wanzhi quickly told Fatty Wang to stop, now is not the time to be dreaming, and stared at the revived Wannu King with burning eyes.

Seeing that the deformed monster had jumped out of the coffin, he was not interested in the two big living people, and instead ran towards the huge bronze gate embedded in the mountain wall.

Qin Wanzhi frowned, having a guess or two in her heart,

"Could it be that... King Wannu wants to enter the bronze gate for divination?".