Chapter 159: The Man of the Starry Sky

At this moment, Zhao Yin felt a death threat that he had never experienced before!

The pressure these two women put on him was like a huge mountain, just like in his previous life, he felt so desperate when facing the Flying White Tiger!

At this moment, the dog-head hat on his head suddenly released a light shield, wrapping him and Xiaobai inside.

When the woman's finger touched the light mask, it was blocked for a moment.

Click!

The mask was immediately broken!

The terrifying unknown energy spread, and the life-saving dog-headed hat on Zhao Yin's head was shattered in an instant!

It was also at this moment that the time around Zhao Yin returned to normal, and he and Xiao Bai also disappeared from where they were!

In the air, the dog-headed hat turned into powder, followed by the strong wind. Drifting among the clouds...

The woman's cold snort echoed.

"The core of space, how can you deserve to own such a treasure? Sooner or later, it will all be mine!"

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【? ? ? 】

This was the last scene Zhao Yin saw with his True Seeing Eye before he returned to the living space.

What should have been seen was the information on that woman.

He and Xiaobai stood under the chestnut tree, one person and one animal, and their minds were still blank.

There is no joy after escaping death, nor the fear before.

Only in front of me, those question marks still keep popping up!

Zhao Yin would never believe that this would happen if he hadn't seen it with the Eye of True Sight. However, even if he reached the SSS level, he should at least see some information.

Could it be that her level is beyond SSS level?

Now, with the level of mutant beasts and zombies in the world, even if they are all consumed by her, can they evolve to that level?

Are there really other levels above SSS level?

Zhao Yin could not imagine everything!

"Master!"

At this time, the corpse demon's joyful voice came.

Zhao Yin turned around subconsciously, and the corpse demon in the pond suddenly jumped out, hugged his legs, and said happily: "Master!"

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Zhao Yin lowered his head and stared at the corpse demon half-kneeling at his feet. His heart was violently shaken!

At this moment, he finally remembered what species those two women were... Corpse Demons!

They definitely looked like two corpse demons.

It's just that their level is much higher than Zhang Jie's. They seem to be more agile than him and can make subtle expressions on their faces!

Regarding the origins of the two women, Zhao Yin also had a vague guess. They might not belong to this world, but came from the stars.

Just like the meteorite rain and the arrival of unknown energy, they also come from the starry sky!

Perhaps they came with the meteorite rain!

Zhao Yin was startled by his guess. He didn't know how many such corpse demons there were, and this was a disaster for mankind. Is it caused by them?

What's the purpose?

"grandfather……!"

Seeing that Zhao Yin didn't respond for a long time, the corpse demon felt left out and looked up at him.

boom!

Zhao Yin raised his foot and kicked the corpse demon back into the pool.

Then he turned around and walked towards the invisibility tent.

"Zhao Yin!"

Song Xiaodao came forward happily: "Why do you treat Little Momo like that? He made you angry?"

Zhao Yin walked directly into the tent without saying a word, sat down, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Just now, when he saw the face of Corpse Demon Zhang Jie, he suddenly felt a sense of fear.

In the smoke, Zhao Yin thought of some questions that he had never thought of before.

I thought a lot.

"Will the zombie demon Zhang Jie become like two women?" How could humans evolve into the corpse demon in the starry sky? "

"Is this world-destroying disaster because they want to cultivate their own kind? Or is evolving into a zombie demon the real theme of this evolution?"

"So, human evolvers, mutated beasts, zombies... what are these kinds of evolutions?"

"A product of failed evolution?"

Zhao Yin couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't help but think about it, and he couldn't stop it! These thoughts were like a flood, surging in Zhao Yin's mind.

"In the past seven years, why haven't I heard of the corpse demons in the sky? Are they hiding, or are they following some kind of rules and not being born?"

"Or maybe they treat the whole world as a breeding ground, waiting to be fattened before harvesting?"

Zhao Yin sat there motionless.

The cigarette on his fingertips was about to burn out, and the unextinguished flame burned his fingers, but Zhao Yin was still unaware of it.

"If creating corpse demons is what they want, then does the evolution of other species provide nutrients to the corpse demons?"

"Including all mutant beasts, mutant plants, human evolvers, superpowers, zombies, star crystals...!"

"Star crystal?"

There was a stinging pain on his fingers. Zhao Yin quickly threw away the cigarette butt and licked his chapped lips, but his face felt much more relaxed.

"Although the corpse demon can also eat extraordinary food and use extraordinary equipment, it does not need evolution potions!"

"Psychic potions have no effect on them! Only humans can use them!"

"And these two potions are the most important things in the star crystal!"

"If there is really life behind this disaster, then there must be someone on the side of mankind!"

Although there are still too many things to figure out, Zhao Yin is already satisfied.

At least, it's not the worst.

He stood up and walked out of the invisible tent. Wu Xuegui and Wang Xiaolei set up a large pot outside the door and were steaming steamed buns.

There was a blazing fire under the stove, and the rising smoke spread in the air and was quickly absorbed by the boundary wall, as if this space had its own purification system.

The two corpse demons were attracted by his life space.

I remember at that time, they mentioned that the SS-level space pendant was just the key to this space. What level was this life space itself?

Zhao Yin shook his head. In the past seven years, he had heard of many life spaces, but he didn't know if other life spaces were as good as his.

Under the chestnut tree, there were many tables, chairs and benches piled up, as well as a dozen wooden beds.

They were all just produced by Zhao Dehai and others, and they are still busy at this time.

Some people moved in the wood left over from making arrows before, others carried extraordinary weapons to cut the wood into shapes, and finally Zhao Dehai and Liu Shun spliced ​​it together into a wooden bed...!

"Zhao Yin, are you in a bad mood?"

Behind Zhao Yin, Song Xiaodao's small voice came.

Looking back, the girl was holding a new wooden stool in both hands and looking at him carefully.

Zhao Yin raised his hand and rubbed her little head: "I'm just a little tired and want to rest temporarily."

How could Song Xiaodao not know that with the character of Emperor Zhao Yin Gan, it was impossible to rest for no reason, not to mention that it had just been repaired last night.

But she was smart enough not to continue asking.

Song Xiaodao put down the wooden stool and pulled Zhao Yin's clothes: "Sit down."

Zhao Yin obeyed, bent down and sat down, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Xiaodao became more and more certain that he must have encountered something, otherwise, he would never be so absent-minded.

She took out a butterfly knife from her space ring, which she used to 'cut watermelons'.

"Let me trim your hair, it's all messed up by the wind."

Zhao Yin was not wearing a dog hat, his hair was a mess, and behind his back, his clothes were soaked with sweat.

The butterfly knife cut iron like clay, blowing hair and breaking hair. After a few minutes, Song Xiaodao said softly: "It's done!"

She took out a mirror and handed it to Zhao Yin.

In the mirror, Zhao Yin returned to short hair and neat sideburns. Although they were not as trimmed as Teacher Tony before the apocalypse, they were not ugly either.

Zhao Yin asked in surprise: "Song Xiaodao, when did you learn to cut hair?"

"That's what I just learned last night, hehe, I'll cover your head from now on!" Song Xiaodao saw that Zhao Yin was satisfied, and she was also very happy.

The girl subconsciously raised her head and looked at the soldiers in the distance. Their previous haircuts now looked like dog gnaws.

Even Wu Xuegui, who was steaming steamed buns and wiping his sweat, had a bald head that turned into a big bald egg!

"..."

Zhao Yin understood for a moment, and then he was silent for a moment and asked: "You are using them to practice, are you preparing to give me a haircut?"

"I didn't mean it. I thought I could make it look better for them."

Song Xiaodao spoke forcefully, but it was easy to hear that she was feeling guilty.

"Well done!" Zhao Yin smiled.

"I've been unhappy with the old lame man for a long time. He obviously doesn't have a few hairs on his head, but he still takes care of it every day. Do you think that by covering the top of his head, others won't be able to tell that he is bald?"

"Haha...!" Song Xiaodao covered his mouth and bent over with laughter.

After laughing enough, she gently pinched Zhao Yin's shoulder with her little hand: "I have another idea, but I need you to agree first!"

"You say it first!" Zhao vagina said.

"Do you agree or not?" Song Xiaodao shook Zhao Yin's shoulders, coquettishly.

Zhao Yin didn't accept this trick at all and said ruthlessly: "Forget it, you'd better stop talking."

"Zhao Yin, I just want to get some feathers and make you a duvet, how about it?"

"You can't let you make those vultures. You have to rely on them to kill zombies!"

"No? Then...what about Xiaobai?"

Song Xiaodao pouted and said: "Xiaobai's hair is white and clean. Just cut off half of it and Uncle Zhao can make a lazy sofa for you!"

"Meow~"

Xiaobai's ears were very good, and his hair suddenly exploded all over his body. He looked at Song Xiaodao warily.

She looked like she would fight to the death if she dared to take action.

It had a confrontation with Song Xiaodao, but was eventually defeated by Song Xiaodao. It lowered its head and licked the white hair on its paws, looking very cherished, as if saying goodbye.

"I'm just teasing you, huh! Stinky little white guy!" Song Xiaodao snorted coldly.

Zhao Yin was too lazy to pay attention to this prodigal girl, closed his eyes, and enjoyed her little hands gently squeezing his shoulders.

At this moment, he didn't want to think about anything anymore...