My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Sun Wenwu suddenly pulled out the several knives stuck in his chest and hurled them behind him.

The knives flew back towards Tong Xin, who jumped up and kicked them away, then told Zhang Hao to go up and finish off the guy.

Zhang Hao, of course, did not hesitate. He transformed into a bolt of lightning and pierced through Sun Wenwu's body in the blink of an eye!

A massive bolt of lightning struck down, and Sun Wenwu's entire corpse emitted a charred smell. His eyes were wide open like copper bells, and he lay on the ground with a face full of resentment.

Under the combined sneak attack of the two, Sun Wenwu died with almost no struggle.

The childlike heart was very satisfied to have captured the other person's soul.

With his soul captured, Sun Wenwu roared and cursed, "You bastard, let me go! If you dare to eat me, I will never forgive you!"

Tong Xin smiled slightly: "You're just a soul, what can you possibly do to me? Can you resurrect me directly? Or do you have some other way to save your life? Tell me, I'm quite curious too."

Suddenly, Sun Wenwu roared and spewed out a large plume of black smoke.

Tong Xin's expression changed slightly. Zhang Hao reacted the fastest. Before the black smoke could corrode them, he summoned a gust of cold wind. The gusts of cold wind completely enveloped the black smoke, preventing it from passing through and attacking them.

Zhang Hao's move saved the day, and Tong Xin, enraged, gripped the soul in her hand and slapped it across the face: "Even in death you're restless! I'll devour you alive today!"

Sun Wenwu said with a ferocious expression, "I'm giving you one last chance. I'm warning you... let me go! If you dare to eat me, I'll drag you down to hell with me!"

"You think you can drag me down to hell? Your body, your soul, everything you have is about to vanish, and you still think you can drag me down to hell? What a ridiculous and cruel statement!" Tong Xin's smile was somewhat sinister as he spoke, and he tightened his grip on the other person's neck slightly.

Sun Wenwu's neck was like a piece of transparent glass; it shattered with a bang when it was gently bent with force!

His soul was torn into countless pieces, instantly devoured by his childlike innocence.

The moment his soul was absorbed, his severed shoulder slowly began to grow back.

Zhang Hao calmly watched as the other person's shoulder grew, the growth stopping at the forearm.

Tong Xin touched the half of his newly grown arm and said with a regretful look, "It's still not quite there yet. This guy isn't that strong. But it's okay. After eating this dried corpse, I'll be able to grow a completely new arm and become even stronger."

As he spoke, his dark eyes were fixed on the mahogany coffin placed in the center.

Zhang Hao was also very curious about what was inside the coffin.

At first, he thought it contained a thousand-year-old mummified corpse that had been fed with the corpse and cultivated into a more ferocious poisonous corpse. But later, when he had time to think about it, he slowly realized that something was not quite right.

Back then, he made a pact with the gods to become the new divine messenger. The first thing he learned was the art of corpse driving. He had basically cleaned up most of the mummies in China or even the East Asian continent.

If such a powerful mummified corpse truly existed, he couldn't have been completely unaware of it back then.

But the aura emanating from it clearly told him that this was indeed a thousand-year-old mummified corpse.

There were too many contradictions, and Zhang Hao wanted to see the corpse with his own eyes.

Perhaps after seeing it, all the questions in my mind will be answered.

Tong Xin's eyes revealed undisguised greed as he walked step by step to the mahogany coffin. He reached out and touched the runes on the coffin, as if caressing the face of his beloved. "I can't wait any longer. If I eat this, I'll surely become stronger."

He reached out and touched the edge of the coffin, then forcefully pushed open the coffin lid.

The coffin lid was slowly pushed open, and the mummified corpse lying inside the large coffin gradually revealed its true form.

It was a completely black corpse, emitting a sweet, honey-like scent.

The corpse's eyes were wide open, and all the moisture on its surface had been removed. The bones in its hands and feet looked as if they were wrapped in a layer of black, dry skin, making it appear thin and eerie.

Based on some characteristics of the corpse, it is a male corpse. There are clear traces of blood at the corners of the mouth, as if the corpse had just eaten blood and lay down to sleep.

Looking at the corpse, Zhang Hao felt an indescribable unease.

The various auras emanating from this mummified corpse were not particularly eerie.

Just like that powerful aura I sensed through the coffin lid before, it was all wrong.

Tong Xin's eyes widened as she stared in disbelief at the mummified corpse in the coffin. Furious, she reached out to touch the corpse's head: "Impossible! Impossible! How could this corpse be just an ordinary corpse?"

Tong Xin absolutely refused to believe it, and how could a corpse fed using such a bizarre method be so harmless?
Zhang Hao didn't believe it either. The two of them stood beside the coffin, staring grimly at the corpse inside.

Zhang Hao recalled some of the characteristics of the mummified corpse, trying to see what knowledge points they could be matched with.

Suddenly, Zhang Hao's gaze fell on the neck of the mummified corpse.

The mummy's neck had a slight cut mark on its skin, a faint black line that was almost invisible unless you looked closely.

Zhang Hao reached out and touched the small scar on his neck.

But before his fingers could even touch the wound on the mummified corpse's neck, a strange black aura suddenly emanated from the body.

Upon seeing this eerie black aura, Zhang Hao understood everything in an instant.

Tong Xin, standing nearby, didn't notice anything amiss. He only subconsciously felt that the black mist was aggressive, and instantly jumped back several steps to avoid its spread and contact.

Unfortunately, he was a little too slow. The strange black mist that flew over suddenly turned into several streams of water that seemed to come out of a tap, forcefully pouring into his mouth, nose, ears, and other parts of his body!

Zhang Hao had already recognized the mummified corpse.

That's right. If I'm not mistaken, this mummified corpse should be a body that Sun Wenwu created using a special ghost curse spell, exactly like himself, except that it has no soul at all.

He uses the blood of ordinary people to nourish himself, but in reality, he is also using his own flesh and blood as food to become stronger!
Cloning yourself, then feeding it with your own blood, and once it's grown up, eating the other self—this is like using the other self as a stepping stone to become stronger!

That guy actually did something so outrageous!

Zhang Hao felt his stomach acid churning, and the urge to vomit was particularly strong at that moment. (End of Chapter)