Chapter 469

When the king of corpse and Qian Xiaobai finished their happy conversation, they turned around and left happily, looking like they were going to get something.

while the king of corpse left, Wang Mang rushed to Qian Xiaobai and asked, "Hey, Xiaobai, what do you say to the king of corpse? It seems that you are very happy!"

Qian Xiaobai had no worry on his face at this time. He said with a smile: "boss, we are not in danger!"

"I just chatted with the corpse king. At the beginning, he asked me if he was also intelligent. Of course, I was sure that he said that he had reached the top of five levels, and that he was one step away from starting his true intelligence and stepping into a new realm."

"he also said that he was gifted and could communicate with others in language earlier, but other zombies in the corpse group were not Wang Mang nodded and couldn't help laughing. The life of the corpse king was not so interesting.

QIAN Xiaobai suddenly thought of something, "by the way, boss, the corpse king also asked me how I usually spend my time except for cultivation."

Wang mang nodded slightly and pointed to him Qian Xiaobai said: "Xiaobai, you help me to translate, I'll teach it how to pass the time!" Wang Mang showed a bad smile on his face, thinking about how to teach the king of corpse to be bad.

the king of corpse, who came back again, strode up to Qian Xiaobai with a black tape recorder,

his thick finger pointed to the tape recorder, yelled at Qian Xiaobai, and then carefully turned the switch on,

immediately, the small tape recorder released a song of intense emotion "Die - all love! If you don't love it incisively and vividly, it's not pleasant! "

With the rising and falling of the music, the corpse King's feet still beat slightly, with a look of enjoyment,

"boss, the corpse king said that his only leisure activity is to listen to the sound from the small black box, and you can listen to it for most of the day!"

Qian Xiaobai looks at the corpse King enjoying himself, and whispers to Wang Mang beside him,

Wang Mang looks at the corpse King listening to music on the radio, but he is in trouble. This is not an ordinary corpse king, but a corpse king with only music cells! It's not easy to fool. Why don't you play a guitar for it?

Wang Mang rubbed his chin and thought carefully, what can leisure activities have?

Reading? The corpse king can't even speak human language, let alone understand human words,

playing cards? In the whole corpse group, except that the corpse king had basic wisdom, other zombies were just as stupid as pigs. They only knew how to wander around except eating.

after thinking about it, Wang Mang found that he could only start with music. With a flash of Pan Long Jie, a wooden guitar was taken out by Wang Mang. The corpse king just glanced at the sudden appearance in Wang Mang's hand, and found out that he had no choice There was no danger, but he continued to listen to the tape recorder,

Wang Mang took another stool, crossed his legs, and said to Qian Xiaobai, "Xiaobai, talk to the corpse king, I'll play a song for him, which is the kind in the small black box!"

Looking at Wang Mang's guitar, Qian Xiaobai asked incredulously, "boss! I didn't expect... That you could play guitar? "

Wang Mang looked at Qian Xiaobai and snorted, "I will be more! When I was in high school, I practiced guitar for two years, but I didn't say anything else. When I played a piece of music, it was still light. "

QIAN Xiaobai laughed and said a few words to the king of corpse. The king of corpse turned off the recording mechanism, and looked at Wang Mang doubtfully,

Wang Mang looked at the king of corpse's gaze, his eyes closed slightly, gently plucked the strings, and sang the first sentence with emotion in his mouth Make a sound, the corpse king is shocked!