"Everyone, there's no need to worry. If the four of you can't gather enough harpy zombies, leave it to us. We're so poor that we only have money and manpower! Everyone, you don't have any objections if we join you, right?"
At the same time as the arrogant voice rang out from the dark hall, three blood shadows descended.
Immediately after, strange laughter echoed.
"Hehe, Gu Jiang is right. We are all subordinates of the Ninth Venerable. It's reasonable for us to help each other!"
"Brother Jiang Chen, we have come here to support you for free. You wouldn't possibly not welcome us, right?"
Seeing the zombie king from the other regions descend, Niu Feng and Wen Xiu tactfully shut their mouths and watched from the side.
Yang Tianyou leisurely took out a wooden chair and sat on it to the south, as if he didn't care about it at all.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen cursed under his breath. Two cowards and one lazy man.
