Chapter 423 Corpse

In another dark corner of the world, a man in his twenties walked into a room with a man about his age on his back.

"My lord, I caught him, but he is just an ordinary person with no cultivation."

The man looked in front of him and said, but in front of him, there was no one at all, the only thing there was a rotting corpse sitting on a wooden chair.

There were still a few strands of white hair on the corpse's head, but the face was almost completely rotted, and the eyeballs were not even covered by eyelids. The arms and thighs were covered with rotten flesh, emitting a stench.

But at this moment, the corpse sitting on the chair suddenly moved. He raised a rotten hand, propped it on the side of the chair, and then slowly stood up.

"Is it fresh?"

The corpse asked suddenly, but the voice was very low, and it didn't come from his mouth, but more like it came from his belly.

Hearing this, the man nodded quickly.

"Fresh, absolutely fresh, I just knocked him out, he is still alive, absolutely fresh enough."

As he said that, the man dragged the person in his hand to the front of the corpse.

Seeing this, the corpse rolled its shriveled eyeballs, looked at the person on the ground, then stretched out its hand and grabbed him.

"Ordinary people who don't even have a little bit of cultivation."

The corpse said, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

When the man standing in front of the corpse heard this, he couldn't help showing a hint of helplessness on his face.

"My lord, this place is really too remote. It is really not easy to find such a guy. I also want to find some warriors for my lord to recover from my injuries, but the problem is that there are none here."

After saying this, the man seemed to have thought of something again, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"My lord, why don't I go out and go to the palace to catch a few warriors and bring them back to you?"

When the corpse heard this, it immediately raised its hand to make the man stop.

"After waiting for so many years, I can't ruin the plan just because of this moment of impatience."

When the man heard this, he immediately lowered his head, not daring to speak again.

Seeing this, the corpse just smiled lightly.

"It doesn't have to be like this, I know you just want to catch a few warriors and bring them back to me. Loyalty is not a bad thing."

The man breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly raised his head to look at the rotting corpse.

"By the way, how is the task entrusted to you going?"

The corpse asked again.

A look of embarrassment appeared on the man's face.

"We have already established some improvements before, but something happened a few months ago. A few bastards who had no eyesight offended people from the five major sects, and our people are now under strict inspection. There will be a lot of constraints in taking action.”

The corpse was silent for a while.

"How many people have been summoned now?"

"There are more than 3,000 casual cultivators in the whole country. It is a bit difficult to deal with the disciples of the sect, but there are still more than 200 disciples."

The man replied directly.

The corpse nodded.

"More than 3,000, not a lot, but it's enough. Let them start to gather here in the near future, but be careful, don't let those guys from the five major sects find out."

"yes."

The corpse then looked at the person on the ground, lifted it up with one hand, and directly turned its claws with the other hand, grabbing into the person's heart.

At the last moment of death, the man's eyes suddenly opened, and the wide eyes seemed to make the eyeballs fall out at any time.

Then, the blood from that person began to flow into the corpse one by one, and the rotting corpse showed some traces of recovery.

(to be continued)