During Wang Fugui's training, he paid attention to refining corpses, and his fighting style also focused on summoning powerful puppet corpses.

But Wang Dagui is more inclined to improve his own strength. He uses corpse energy to strengthen himself on weekdays, and his own strength and speed have reached a terrifying level.

He took off his bamboo hat and looked at the old red woman lying on the raft: "I came here this time to bring my younger brother back to the family, and to take revenge."

The Chiran old woman stood up slowly, hammered her old waist, and said with a sinister sneer: "I'm afraid Wang Fugui's corpse is more important."

The more evil point of the Wang family's corpse refining technique is that with the blessing of blood relatives, the refined corpse will be more powerful.

The effect of Wang Dagui's body refining is the same, with the blessing of his brother Wang Fugui's bloodline, he will be even stronger.

"Old woman, there are some things that are meaningless to say."

Wang Dagui squinted his eyes and looked at her: "My brother bows to you, but I won't. As long as I cover my eyes, your demon eyes will be useless to me."

"Why, do you want to try?"

Not to be outdone, the Chiran old woman replied: "Since you want revenge, why are you looking for your grandma?"

"First, only you know where my brother's body is. Second, I need your demon eyes to help me find that little techie."

"small thing?"

The red dye old woman shook her head disdainfully, and jumped from the raft to the shore: "He is not young, I advise you not to look for him, lest you put yourself in it, even your grandma and I can't do anything to him."

To be precise, if they were fighting alone with a time limit, the two would be evenly matched, at least Dr. Xiao En couldn't kill her.

But her mind needs mental power, and if a person's mental power is exhausted, he will faint.

Dr. Sean also surrounded but didn't kill her, and took her back to the camp to study human slough after she fainted.

"By the way, I watched the video earlier, there is a thousand-year-old corpse, where is he?"

Whether it's the corpse of his younger brother Wang Fugui or the thousand-year-old corpse, the promotion of Wang Dagui is huge.

"You can't touch him."

Chiran old woman's eyes turned cold: "Don't interrupt your grandma's plan!"

"Humph! Why!"

Wang Dagui was furious, why should I accept your orders?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, the anger started from his heart, all respect for the old and the young were forgotten, his shriveled body instantly puffed up his muscles, and punched this awesome old lady with a fist.

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"Dinner time is up, and it's time for food again."

"High-end ingredients often require the simplest cooking method. After a busy day, Master Zhang cooked a sumptuous dinner for everyone. There are small pheasants stewed with mushrooms, wild vegetable soup, and roasted rabbit legs... ..”

"I watched a few other live broadcasts. Fa Chi and the girl named Mo Ling ate wild vegetable soup. The foreign live broadcasts were afraid that open flames would attract enemies, so they ate raw meat directly. These four are good, and they have barbecues in the wild."

"Two dishes and one soup, a large portion will keep you full."

“craving BBQ...”

"Let's go to fight. The food for fighting is simple, and this shit is too grand. I don't have such a rich New Year's food."

"There are three of them, and one wounded person is dragging along. Let them take it easy. These few days have been so terrible, they should be exhausted."

"makes sense."

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During dinner time, most of the viewers who came back from work sat on the sofa and ate a simple dinner. Watching the sumptuous dinner in the live broadcast room, they complained one after another.

Some people even said that the background staff who controlled the drones were dogs, deliberately giving high-definition shots of those foods.

He Yunqing was seriously injured in Maoshan Xiaodao, and couldn't eat particularly greasy food, so he could only watch the three of them feasting.

"Hey, Junior Brother, no matter how full you are with this vegetable soup, eat more, or your stomach will hurt from being hungry in the middle of the night."

Lin Jingzhe tore the rabbit's leg, smacking his lips while talking to He Yunqing with a smile, that cheap face can make a person mad.

He Yunqing snorted angrily, took out a piece of yellow paper from his bosom, shook it lightly and instantly burned it.

When the talisman paper was almost burned, he threw the paper ashes into the soup pot.

Seeing the paper ashes falling into the pot, the audience in the live broadcast applauded.

"Hahaha, well done, it's almost like flipping the table after eating."

"It's so troublesome, why not just spit into the soup pot."

"Why do you lose so much, grab the bamboo shoots!"

"This pot of soup is completely scrapped."

"Yes, that's what I like. If the little Taoist spits on the rabbit's leg on the fire, I'll reward you with a rocket!"

"You guys are so dark!!"

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"No way, you dirty the soup, what do you eat?"

Chu Lan sighed: "If you want to try a rabbit's leg, I'll tear one up for you. Don't be angry."

After speaking, he really tore a rabbit's leg and walked towards He Yunqing.

When passing by the soup pot, he picked up the spoon again to see if he could scoop out the paper ashes in the vegetable soup.

The next moment, he stood in front of the soup pot in a daze, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

The soup pot has turned into porridge made from lobster, abalone, etc.

This is too evil, Maoshan Taoist actually has this kind of ability.

He quickly scooped up a spoonful of lobster and put it into his mouth.

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