"The breakfast thing is a trifle, I had someone prepare it a long time ago," said the elder, tall and lean as he stood beside me, like a towering pine reaching into the clouds, receiving the Yin Bell with a smile.
When he took the Yin Bell into his hands, his smile suddenly froze as if he remembered something.
"Roar~"
At the same time, the dispersed Walking Corpses guarding the surroundings suddenly went out of control and approached the elder with a hiss.
In the strong Corpse Qi, there was an aura of wild beastliness.
The elder was forced to step back twice and shook the "Yin Bell".
He discovered it was actually a Copper Block, incapable of ringing, and his lips twitched in an instant.
"Hey, you as the Stronghold Master really are a dud, can't even command your own Walking Corpses," Zhang Zidao casually threw out a stack of yellow paper talismans, each seemingly in disarray but landing precisely on the foreheads of the Walking Corpses.
