Wang Foer looked at his hands, his eyes full of incredible expressions.

The body of this child after rebirth is completely different from that of the human body on Earth. The cold energy in his body has to pass through eight meridians and eighty or ninety acupoints. However, based on the meridian knowledge he obtained from martial arts novels, these qi meridians are completely different from the twelve major meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians of humans, and they are also completely different from the theory of the three meridians and seven chakras of Tantric Buddhism.

Originally, the cold true energy contained in his body was much weaker than the corpse soldiers he had taken as his subordinates. However, after the strange light transformed from the small pagoda was merged into the Dantian, every time he circulated the cold true energy in his body, he could feel that the airflow increased by more than ten times, and the speed was several times faster than normal.

"Baby, real baby, this thing can actually increase the true energy, it's really amazing..."

Wang Foer shouted and yelled, and after seventeen or eighteen consecutive oscillations, he fell to the ground and burst into tears.

He was beaten to death with an iron pipe. After waking up, he was reborn as a wandering child of six or seven years old, and came to an unknown and chaotic world where human life was cheap and he was in a panic all day.

Even a civilized society with strict laws cannot guarantee his life. In this world where the law is almost ineffective, he is like being thrown into the group of people naked, for fear that someone will encounter something violent if he is unlucky.

die!

He was very afraid.

If Wang Fo'er hadn't picked up the copper ring for corpse carving and grabbed a life-saving straw psychologically, he would have collapsed long ago.

He usually showed no fear, but this fear has been buried deep in his heart. Wang Foer even vaguely guessed that the copper ring could appear on a blacksmith, but I am afraid it was not a powerful magic weapon.

The combat effectiveness of the five major corpse soldiers is at most equal to their lifetime, which is not a strong guarantee.

Just now, when he saw the fierce battle between the red-robed general and the Xidi army, he felt like there was an abyss in his heart, and he slowly swallowed something in it. It was not until this moment that Wang Foer felt from himself how difficult it was to survive.

After venting his emotions, Wang Foer wiped his tears and finally bowed to the corpse of the Red-robed General on his face, and said loudly: "Brother Hongbao, you can still save me after you die. If I can save this life in the future, I will definitely find a way to repay you if I have the chance to meet your family. Now, I'll just bury you first!"

Two corpse soldiers who were commanded to collect the battlefield had already brought seven or eight sabers, two guns and halberds, and more than ten sets of armor. What was rare was that there were some gold and silver ingots.

Wang Foer reached out to tiptoe the spear of the red-robed general. After thinking about it, he still put the weapon and armor collected from the battlefield and put it back on the fine copper chariot. He then sealed the Fire Dragon Chariot into a copper ruler and hid it in his arms.

The red-robed general must be a famous general of the Daqian Dynasty. I don’t know how many people he knows about his relics. If he is unlucky because of this, what else can Wang Foer say besides calling himself stupid? Therefore, he only left a shorter saber and put it on his waist. He collected all the gold and silver ingots for easy use.

"Bing, Ding, Wu, go dig a hole and bury this boss."

After giving orders to the four corpse soldiers, Wang Foer went to cut the leopard-headed and rabbit-body little beast into pieces with a saber.

The efforts of the Corpse Soldier B appeared, and a trace of sparks had erupted, and finally a bunch of bonfires were made. Corpse Soldier A also made a lot of firewood, and Wang Foer inserted a piece of meat and placed it on the fire to barbecue.

He has been hungry these days, looking for food to fill his stomach after a meal, and has never been picky about the taste. His cooking skills are really not very good. After working on it for a long time, he is still half-baked and has no seasoning taste. He chewed a few pieces hard and felt that his stomach was full. Wang Foer kicked out the fire, wiped the oil-stained palm on his body, and turned around and came out of the woods.

What he wants to do most now is to find a relatively stable city without war and live a good life.

As Wang Foer's figure gradually faded away, a sigh sounded from the forest.

"How come this child has a breath that I can't figure out even if I can teach you!"

Wang Fo'er never noticed again. From the beginning of the war to the death of the red-robed general, he got the fire dragon chariot, and everyone saw it one by one...

“This fire is so spectacular!”

After wandering around like a headless fly all day, Wang Foer realized that he would be moving some time. He actually saw the first city after coming to this world. Although the scale was only a small county town, he also excited him a lot.

Although the smoke from this small town made him look a bit negative for seeing a living person, he still walked in happily.

The city gate of the county town has been broken by bombardment, and half of the wreckage of the door panel is hanging next to the door hole, which looks a little miserable. After stepping into the city gate, Wang Foer unexpectedly saw it again. Recently, he had seen the numb dead body. After enduring the discomfort in his chest, Wang Foer cursed: "Are these people killed and killed all day long, just to show their martial arts? They didn't know how to leave some living people, so that they could grab the things they had..."

The small town is not large in size, with only a long street. Wang Foer searched from house to house, but he couldn't find any valuable things. Obviously, the army that set fire to the city was extremely professional and could be called "I can't see any grass and no chicken or dog left."

It would be fine if men died, but some women obviously suffered extremely tragic destruction during their lifetime.

Passing through the city, Wang Foer did not intend to stay. The five corpse soldiers behind him were staggering and following each other, so naturally there was no objection.

Looking up at the sky, I felt disappointed. Suddenly, a sound of turning the wheel came. Wang Foer was overjoyed and jumped up to a height of seven or eight meters. He just hugged his hand and hooked the top of the city. From a distance, a group of people with more than a hundred people, who looked like refugees, pushed a cart with their hands in hand and carried a gift bag, and came to the city.

"I finally come to my life and see the living person!"
Chapter completed!