This jar of honey is the jar that Zhu Yuanliang placed on the ground.

Under normal circumstances, Su Sanniang will definitely find it difficult to keep up with the agile figure of shooting corpses, so she planned to use honey to weaken it from the beginning.

As strong as a zombie, his head will weaken his strength after a small amount of honey is stained with, let alone the shooting corpse that is "nourished" by honey. Su Sanniang has great expectations for her tactics, and her only uneasiness is that she does not know if the shooting corpse is a bee. If it is really a bee, he is the producer of honey. In this way, he will probably be the only one among all the corpse kings who are not weakened by honey.

After confirming that the other party's true identity was indeed an ant, Su Sanniang was convinced that the plan was feasible, so she had the sentence "It's better to be an ant, so I can follow the plan."

So, when Su Sanniang was talking to the zombie, she had quietly ordered the three zombie to lift the jar, go around behind the zombie, and then fly above the zombie. When the sharp arrow in her hand left the string, she poured all the honey on the zombie.

Su Sanniang was also in high spirits at that time. She actually followed Pu Zixuan's appearance and temporarily named the unique arrow - "Deadly Demon-Slaying Arrow".

In any case, the tactics were very successful. After shooting the corpse and losing half of its belly and being soaked in honey, he no longer had the ability to resist at all, so he had to shout: "What's your stinky woman... who do sneak attacks?"

At this time, a lot of toxins on Zhu Yuanliang's body had faded away. He shook his body and said, "Why aren't it the ones you took when it comes to sneak attacks?"

Perhaps it was a mistake, or perhaps it was not far from death, and the shooting of the corpse was silent for a while.

Then, Zhu Yuanliang asked Su Sanniang angrily: "I'll do this last moment! I must kill a corpse king with my own hands to prove that I am one of the 'Nine Stars'!"

Seeing Zhu Yuanliang's persistent appearance, Su Sanniang laughed in silence and said, "Haha, are you still worried about my jokes? Okay, please give me some advice."

Zhu Yuanliang was about to raise his foot and shoot the corpse to death. Suddenly, the ant exploded with a "bang".

Zhu Yuanliang had no choice but to take back his feet, stare at the black wreckage on the ground, and cursed angrily: "Damn, this bed bug would rather self-destruct than give me a chance! In this way, wouldn't I still make no achievements?"

Su Sanniang smiled and said, "Okay, the war is tight, go back and support the main battlefield."

Zhu Yuanliang looked at Su Sanniang's face and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have something to do."

"What else is there?" Su Sanniang was puzzled.

"It's nothing, but we are very destined to be on the battlefield every time. You saved my life again. In order to repay you, I wish the Pioneer decided to promise you!"

Su Sanniang was stunned, "No, no, no, let's talk about this after the battle."

Zhu Yuanliang heard the implicit sound of Su Sanniang, and couldn't help but feel a little happy. He quickly changed the subject and said, "Ah, by the way, I still have something to talk to the corpse painting!"

Then, Zhu Yuanliang returned to the iron window of the Eternal Movement House and shouted inside: "Draw the corpse, the corpse shot has been wiped out by me!"

The corpse was stunned and said, "Although I can't see it, the shooting of the corpse seems to be destroyed by a female hero, right?"

Zhu Yuanliang said helplessly: "Yes, we worked together to eliminate it. Now I ask you, what secrets are there in this eternal house?"

The corpse painting said: "This eternal house can provide a continuous stream of demonic power. The drought-bar locked me here. It is precisely using my demonic art to create a city that will never disappear..."

Zhu Yuanliang interrupted hurriedly: "I have told me these rebellious bones. What I want to ask is, where did these continuous demonic powers come from?"

The corpse pointed to the ground and said, "At the bottom of this room, there is a huge basement where a powerful monster named Ghost Staff is imprisoned. It is a giant sand worm, and the room has been absorbing its demonic energy."

Su Sanniang also came to the iron window at this time. After hearing this, she wondered: "Even a giant sandworm, its demonic power will be used up. How can there be a continuous stream of demonic power for this room to absorb for two thousand years?"

After hearing this, the corpse painted suddenly looked sad, "Oh, to be honest, the ability of the ghost servant is very strange. As long as someone massages the body for it, it will continue to produce demonic power. The more people massage, the more powerful its demonic power will be. Drought Ba accidentally discovered it in the desert and caught it. Maintaining the existence of the Eternal City requires a great amount of demonic power. For this reason, Drought Ba used 600 sand people and has been massaged for it since the day of detaining the ghost servant. When someone died, Drought Ba would transfer people to supplement it, and always maintain the scale of 600 people."

As soon as these words were said, Zhu Yuanliang couldn't help but take a breath, "Oh my God, six hundred people massaged a sandworm... His grandma, how big should that sandworm be?"

Su Sanniang suddenly thought of something and asked, "So, does the ghost servant hate the drought? If we rescue it, will it help us fight the drought?"

Zhu Yuanliang suddenly realized and said, "Yes, that ghost servant is so big and has such strong demonic power, why worry about not being able to deal with the drought?"

The corpse had no optimistic expression at all. He shook his head and sighed: "Impossible, the sandworm has no wisdom at all. Even if it is rescued, only the drought worm can control it with the power of Prajna. At that time, it would be fine if it could not help you. If it helped the drought worm, wouldn't it be even more difficult for you to deal with?"

After hearing this, Su Sanniang was frowning, and her right hand unconsciously held her chin and fell into deep thought.

Zhu Yuanliang's eyes lit up, "Is this the only reason? If you are only worried about the power of Prajna, then there will be no problem."

After saying that, Zhu Yuanliang took out the Eternal Night Forest from his arms and smiled at Su Sanniang, "Look, Sanniang, what is this?"

Su Sanniang was stunned for a moment and looked at the Eternal Night Forest. In an instant, she understood Zhu Yuanliang's intention and made a big turn in her expression, "Eternal Night Forest? It's actually here with you! With it, what is the power of Prajna?"

Seeing Su Sanniang's expression of seeing the sun, Zhu Yuanliang immediately said smugly: "Look, I just said, I am a key figure in this battle, right? This is a battle that determines the fate of mankind, and I am such a key figure. In other words, I saved the world, right?"

Su Sanniang was already occupied by excitement at this time, and she did not intend to tease Zhu Yuanliang at all. Instead, she couldn't help but hug the latter, and said happily: "Fatty, I think this credit can be counted on you!"

However, just as both of them were in a state of great joy, the painting corpse poured a basin of cold water, "But if the ghost servant leaves this basement, then the demonic power of the Eternal Movement House will no longer exist, and I will no longer be able to maintain the world in the painting. Both you and the Hanba will return to the real desert. Is this okay?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Su and the others suddenly had a stiff expression. Su Sanniang let go of Zhu Yuanliang and sighed: "It's okay for us to return to reality, but in this way, the people in the city will disappear in an instant, right?"

Painting corpse nodded: "That's exactly what it is."

Just when he was at a loss, Xiong Xiao carried Sun Xiaoshu on his shoulders and led a large number of rebel troops and villagers from Longle Village to the North District from the northwest District.

After meeting with Zhu Su, Long Xueru in the team immediately introduced the two to the rebel army.

Cang Rui walked up and asked anxiously: "Two heroes, this place is the House of Eternal Movement? Have you found any underground entrances? We are very suspicious that our relatives are all detained here for hard labor."

"Your judgment is correct, we just learned about this." Su Sanniang informed everyone of the information conveyed by the corpse painting site just now, and then analyzed with a serious look on her face, "I'm sorry, whether it is to release the ghost servant or rescue your relatives, the house will lose its continuous demonic power, and the Eternal City will no longer exist. We can return to the real world, but you will disappear without a trace..."

After a moment of speech, all the rebels looked at each other.

"Will we all die in this way?"

"So, what's the point of such a battle?"

"Can we never be able to rescue our loved ones?"

Cang Rui rushed to the iron window with excitement and shouted inside: "Draw the corpse, we are the sand people you made! My name is Cang Rui, I have a wife called Xiangdie and my daughter called Ningdie. If you make us, can't you save us?"

The corpse looked at the "child" in front of him who should not have independent consciousness but now has such a affectionate and righteousness, and said sadly: "I never thought that you would become like this. Yes, if I remove the spell, you will disappear, but if I have enough demonic power to copy the exact same city and sand people again, you, and your comrades who have already died in battle, can also be resurrected instantly."

"But, in this case, am I still me? Will my wife and daughter recover the same memory?"
Chapter completed!