Though dissatisfied, Gu Xi still looked in the direction of the voice.
He saw a Zombie nine feet tall, with purple skin, a beard like steel bristles hanging to his chest, and knotted muscles covering his entire body, striding toward them.
As he drew closer, Gu Xi noticed that his clothes were visibly torn and bloodstained. He had clearly just rushed over from a brutal battle.
The moment he saw Gu Xi, the man laughed heartily as if they were old friends and slapped Gu Xi heavily on the shoulder.
"I heard about you. Are you sure you can draw in a lot of enemies?"
Gu Xi's eyes lit up when this figure appeared.
He sensed an intense feeling of familiarity from him.
He had not expected this Zombie, who looked like a close-combat Berserker, to possess the abilities of a Death Lord.
To encounter a wild Death Lord here—
That really was unexpected.
Gu Xi became even more interested.
He knew very well that the person before him had also noticed that he possessed the abilities of a Death Lord.
For the first time, Gu Xi found himself at a loss over how to communicate with such an undead being.
Fortunately, the man asked again, "What you said earlier was true? You can draw in lots of enemies?"
That made Gu Xi realize that this person was the type who wanted a fight.
So Gu Xi immediately said, "Do you know Bitter Pill Master?
He was preparing to refine Grass Return Pills, but someone plotted against him and nearly cost him his life.
As for me, I offended the person who plotted against Bitter Pill Master.
He definitely won't want me to obtain Grass Return Pills.
But I insist on refining pills here.
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