Full-Time Mage: Double Return, Niu Ma Mo Fan

Chapter 116 Top Secret: The Great Corpse General!
The short man said this, but he didn't explain to everyone what the big trouble was.

He didn't dare to think in that direction.
Soon after, amidst envious glances from everyone, Asharuya and Meng Qiuzhen exchanged contact information.

"Remember to call me when you're lonely~~~"

Asharuya winked at Meng Qiuzhen.

Although Meng Qiuzhen's words sounded incredibly profound, she still planned to go back and investigate this interesting man first.

"You're very good at charming women. Where did you learn that?" Ding Yumin rarely put down her short sword and asked Meng Qiuzhen in a very ordinary tone.

Meng Qiuzhen's lips twitched slightly; he could sense the jealousy in the other person's tone.

What do you think we just said?

Meng Qiuzhen, being quite perceptive, didn't directly answer Ding Yumin's question, but instead changed the subject and asked a question in return.

"What did you say?"

Ding Yumin glared at Meng Qiuzhen, but didn't press the matter further. She was genuinely curious about what the two of them had just discussed.

"Of course it's a secret."

Ding Yumin: "."

She was speechless and wanted to stomp on the narcissistic man next to her.

"Those messages are top secret. Knowing them would be harmful and not beneficial. I'm even prepared to sell them for tens or hundreds of billions or even more. They can't be told to anyone but my own people."

"What defines someone as one of our own?"

"Just holding hands isn't enough, there has to be at least..."

Before Meng Qiuzhen could finish speaking, Ding Yumin stomped hard on his foot!
Who would have thought that Meng Qiuzhen seemed to have a premonition, and by pausing, he avoided being trampled.

Ding Yumin's cheeks were slightly flushed; she was so angry that she had resorted to violence.

It's also Meng Qiuzhen's fault for teasing her again and again.
"Haha, don't be angry, I'll tell you, okay?"

Meng Qiuzhen's figure was illusory, and before anyone knew it, he had hooked his arm around Ding Yumin's shoulder. Then, he used telepathy to repeat what he had said to Asha Ruya.

These messages were explosive, reaching a level that ordinary monks could not access.

But to be honest, it's not that important. They're just titles without any details. It's fine to tell Ding Yumin. I believe she knows how to handle these explosive top-secret messages.

As expected, Ding Yumin stood there stunned for a few seconds after hearing this before continuing to walk.

The titles "Seven Angels of the Holy City" and "Pope of the Black Vatican" certainly indicate a high level of influence, but they are merely titles and do not prove anything.

However, Ding Yumin felt a warmth in her heart. The fact that Meng Qiuzhen was able to tell her such news meant that he probably considered her one of his own.

Fortunately, she let Meng Qiuzhen have his way with her a little and didn't slap his groping hands away.
As Mo Fan walked, he suddenly smelled a familiar scent, very much like the smell of dog food emanating from the small woods at school at night!
When he turned around and saw that Meng Qiuzhen and his wife had already hooked up, Mo Fan gritted his teeth and quickened his pace.

He didn't want to become a 24k pure gold light bulb.
……

It was late at night. "This is so unlucky! It's really raining???" The short man's eyes widened like saucers, his pupils filled with disbelief!
Meng Qiuzhen was absolutely right!!!
He was immediately thrown into a panic!
"Shorty, why didn't you say so sooner! Rain actually washes away the smell of garlic!"

"Luckily, Old Meng set up a water shield to keep us dry, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable." Mo Fan hid under a large water shield that covered everyone, looking at the desolate wilderness outside.

Everyone else looked at Meng Qiuzhen with surprise.

Even Ding Yumin was somewhat shocked. It was the first time he had seen Meng Qiuzhen use water-based abilities, and the water control that enveloped the group seemed quite extraordinary.
“An interesting Eastern man,” Asharuya muttered to herself.

She could naturally see that the water defense that Meng Qiuzhen was demonstrating was extraordinary.

The entire water barrier was surrounded by more than a dozen water ribbons, and she felt that even high-level magic might not be able to break through it.

What surprised everyone was simply the water-based umbrella that Meng Qiuzhen casually conjured up to shield him from the rain.
Unlike the surprised people, the short man's partner, the muscular man, had been looking completely lost since the beginning.

He is half from Weiju Village, and he is the one who obtained the precious grey garlic.

They had just arrived at Yangyang Village, but it had been razed to the ground!
So the group changed their route and headed to the nearest village, Huacun.

Huacun was a long way away, and the amount of garlic they brought was not enough to last them until they reached Huacun. Therefore, they decided to avoid using it until late at night in case of emergency.

But unexpectedly, it started raining in the middle of the night, right after they finished using the garlic!
"Let's prepare to deal with the undead. Even if we don't get wet, the aura of the gray garlic will be weakened. And look at your feet," the short man said with a chill in his heart.

Lightning danced across the sky.

Upon hearing this, everyone lowered their heads in unison, the bloody water flowing past their feet, a truly horrifying sight!
"Damn it, there's more and more blood here, there's probably a giant corpse!" the short man judged based on his experience.

"Awooo~~~~~~~!!!"

"Ughhhhhhh!!!"

No sooner had the short man finished speaking than two heart-pounding roars came from the side!
Through the rain, the shadow of a gigantic corpse, as large as an ox, became increasingly clear, its target being Mo Fan.

This creature had several arms, was as strong as an ox, and had grotesque limbs. Even more terrifying was that such a massive body had a woman's tiny head, with long, dirty hair hanging down, and a face that looked gloomy and vicious, washed by the rain!
"Why...why did you abandon me?!" the woman uttered in a very muffled and unpleasant voice.

"Holy crap, who the hell are you?!" Mo Fan exclaimed as he looked at the cleaver-wielding corpse general that sent chills down his spine, and then quickly began to draw a star map!
"Corpse General, Great Corpse General! It's over, it's over, we're doomed!!" The short man stared at the Great Corpse General in terror, clearly looking like he was about to run for his life.

"Oh no! A large group of rotting corpses is converging on us. They seem to be obeying the orders of this corpse general!" his follower Ali shouted.

"Don't panic, Asin, Ali, you deal with those swarming corpses," Asharuya commanded.

The group immediately engaged in a fierce battle with the onrushing undead.

Meng Qiuzhen did not make a move; he was only responsible for setting up a large water shield to block the rain and provide defense.

The roar of magic echoed through the desolate wilderness on a stormy night.

"Run! Run! We're no match for the Great Corpse!" The short man still had a shred of conscience and didn't immediately turn and run. Of course, he wasn't stupid enough to run out of Meng Qiuzhen's extraordinary water defense range.

Before he could say anything more, two balls of flame suddenly shot into the air!

"Fierce Fist!!!"

(End of this chapter)