After a long time, Ye Xiu asked carefully: "Xia Qi?"

"exist!"

"Why did you call me Young Master?" Ye Xiu asked tentatively.

"You have the breath of your master..." The zombie who claimed to be Xia Qi said sternly.

"Master's breath?" Ye Xiu's pupils contracted. He was a living person. How could he have something to do with your master?

I have never dealt with zombies in my life!

etc……

Suddenly, Ye Xiu thought of the ancient tomb he entered a few years ago with the archaeological team, and there were also invulnerable corpses in the bronze ancient coffins at that time.

There was also a very well-preserved female corpse, but later, the entire ancient tomb collapsed completely for some reason. The female corpse and the moving ancient corpse were buried on the ground.

This is the only place I have dealt with these zombies except this time.

Could it be that the owner he mentioned is related to the ancient tomb?

But whether these two ancient tombs are in style or region, they are apart from one hundred and eight thousand miles apart. How can they be related?

"Who is your master?" Ye Xiu asked again.

"The Saint of the Witch God Cult..." Xia Qi said with a stern look again.

Ye Xiu's heart was upset.

Saint?

He turned out to be a woman? Is it really that female corpse?

But at most I have seen that female corpse, how could I have her breath?

And let this powerful zombie recognize him as the young master?

"What kind of sect is the Witch God Cult?"

"I don't know..." Xia Qi shook his head.

"Don't know?" Ye Xiu frowned.

"I've been sleeping for too long and I've forgotten many things..." Xia Qi explained.

"Sleep for too long?" Ye Xiu's eyelids twitched again. He seemed to be just sleeping, not dead.

"What do you remember?"

"I forgot the identity of the master, my identity, everything else..." Xia Qi's answer was very straightforward.

"Then when did you fall asleep? Do you still remember?" Ye Xiu asked again.

"I don't remember!"

"Why do you want to sleep?"

"I don't remember..." Xia Qi shook his head again!

"..." Ye Xiu was speechless. He wanted to know more about the situation so as to infer how he had inexplicably become the young master of this zombie, but now it seems that this guy really remembers nothing except his identity.

"Do you remember these guys?" Ye Xiu finally pointed to the two zombies he killed and asked.

Xia Qi's gray-white gaze moved over and nodded slightly: "They are puppets refined by the master..."

"puppet?"

"Yes, it's just a group of corpses that retained the fighting consciousness in front of them. In the words of the young master, they are just a group of unconscious zombies..." Xia Qi nodded.

Ye Xiu felt that his head was a little big, and he had been sleeping for thousands of years, saying that the other zombies were zombies.

But after thinking about it carefully, he vaguely understood that this guy named Xia Qi should be different from these zombies. He was indeed not dead, he was just sleeping.

And these are real zombies, a kind of puppet refined with secret techniques.

"Give me that sword..." Ye Xiu pointed to the Mo Li sword inserted on the ground and headed towards Xia Qidao.

But he was still vigilant. Even though this guy was very respectful to him, who knew if what he said was true?

As a result, Ye Xiu was very relieved. Xia Qi indeed drew out the long sword and handed it to Ye Xiu very respectfully.

Ye Xiu asked him to collect the blood-colored jade from the elder's body, and he also obediently handed it over to himself. Even if Ye Xiu deliberately revealed his flaws, he had no intention of taking action.

Ye Xiu finally felt relieved. This guy really decided that he was his young master.

But why did I become his young master? Just because I had seen the female corpse, I had her breath?

He had no idea that not long after he returned to Shu from the ancient tomb, the female corpse he had seen had already found him and lived next to him.
Chapter completed!