The crisis was over for the time being, and Zhang Yang silently walked to the living corpse with a broken leg.

At this moment, it only has one breath left, but Zhang Yang has millions of questions in his heart. He doesn't want it to die just like this.

Zhang Yang didn't say much, he circulated the Nine Yang True Qi, pinched his fingers, and stretched the nine paths, and the golden light immediately flourished.

With a hiss, a halo emanating from the soul-gathering curse seal enveloped the living corpse with its severed legs.

Immediately, its body trembled slightly.

The breath in his body quickly condensed with this electric shock-like spasm.

"Hunter, you...what exactly do you want to know?!" The living corpse with a broken leg asked with great difficulty.

As he spoke, he was interrupted by a violent cough.

At this moment, it looks more like a dying old man.

"Who are you?!" Zhang Yang asked word for word.

"Who am I! Haha, who am I? Who am I?! Hahahaha——"

It suddenly laughed crazily, its face slightly distorted.

Seeing its hysterical appearance, Zhang Yang felt a faint sense of pity even he himself didn't know why.

It seemed that even he was infected by its extremely sad mood, and a feeling of sadness hit his heart.

Zhang Yang just looked at it quietly, waiting for what happened next.

Sure enough, it cried and laughed sometimes, and its chaotic mood lasted for about two or three minutes before slowly calming down.

It looked at Zhang Yang calmly, showed a faint smile, and said: "What do you call Qingyunzi, that arrogant old man?"

"His old man is a tutor."

Zhang Yang was frightened, but his face didn't show it at all.

It seems that this person does have a deep connection with the Fu Medical Sect.

I just don’t know who it is, so why have I never heard Master and Uncle mention it?!

Could it be that there is something they are deliberately hiding from themselves?

Once this thought appears, it never goes away.

The living corpse with broken legs obviously saw through Zhang Yang's thoughts, and it added: "I don't think that old cow nose will mention me, an old bald donkey who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors!"

Old bald donkey——

The living corpse with severed legs in front of me turned out to be a monk!

But just now, it looked more like a graceful and elegant old oriental gentleman.

However, even so, Zhang Yang still couldn't figure out who it was.
Chapter completed!