I wondered, but the stench in the air was getting stronger and stronger, and we didn't have the heart to think about anything else, so we could only take out our weapons and fight to the death. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But to be honest, the odds of us winning are very low against a stiff black hair that is surrounded by hard black hair, and I smiled bitterly.

At this moment, the leaves of the bushes began to shake violently, and although I was prepared, when I saw a corpse standing up from there, my heart could not help trembling, because there were too many, and the number of stiff hairs was beyond our imagination, they had been buried in the soil for many years, and now they must be very hungry when they return to the world, and they will crave human blood, and they will definitely squeeze us dry.

I swallowed my saliva, and after a short confrontation, Bajian shouted, "Behind, here!" A cold wind rushed into the crowd from behind, swooping in. As soon as it moved, all the dozens of hairy zombies that surrounded us began to stir, and since they had thoughts, they would never let their companions have their blood alone. So a group of corpses swarmed up, and the despair in my heart invaded, and this layer of stalemate came? How can I resist with a Mongolian knife?

At the moment when I was depressed, sharp nails cut through my arms, I screamed, covered the wound, black and red blood flowed from my fingers, and I cursed angrily in my heart: "Damn!"

I turned around, and the stiff claw raised its sharp claws again, and slashed down at my face, and it had to scratch my brains out before I could be hit. In the flash of light, the consciousness of self-help was restored, and I remembered the fighting skills I had practiced with Xue Wei, and I told myself: "Feng Liu, there is no time to be afraid, you can only fight to the death for your own 'life'!" Thinking of this, I shouted, before Mao Zhuang made a move, he quickly kicked his calf, Mao Zhuang received a strong blow, and fell hard, I flashed back, and then rushed straight up, lifting the Mongolian knife and stabbing wildly, but I forgot what the ancestor just said, the reason why Mao Zhuang is called Mao Zhuang is because the hair on its body will be pushed out like a steel needle when it is attacked.

These hairs are all bred in the extremely yin environment, to put it bluntly, it condenses cold poison, and the same as the qi of the yin soul, it can make people die in pain, but I can't hold it anymore, the moment my knife fell, the black hair that came out pierced my wrist, I screamed miserably, and the Mongolian knife fell on Mao Zhuang's body.

The pain hit me and hit my brain, and I reflexively pulled out my hand that had been pierced by the black hair, it kept shaking, I gritted my teeth, and I broke out in a cold sweat.

"Brother Feng!" the little Taoist priest shouted anxiously when he saw the situation on my side, he used his peachwood sword to cut a path and rushed towards me, but before he could take two steps, he was blocked by several other stiff bodies.

There was a hint of despair in my heart, at this time the weapon was lost, and my hand was injured again, and there was no way to deal with it, so I could only let it be slaughtered. Soon, the hair stiff in front of me stood up, spit out a stale black gas in his mouth, I grabbed my hand, reluctantly got up, staggered back a step, just when it was about to pounce on me, Bajian threw out the torch, he aimed very accurately, the torch hit Mao stiff's head directly, the zombie was afraid of light, afraid of fire, afraid of Taoist priests, all of a sudden the flames burned the hair that gradually grew out of Mao stiff, it screamed, and the movements twisted and struggled.

I exhaled the deep breath I had just taken, looked at Ba Jian, and gave a grateful thumbs up, and Ba Jian was about to reply to me, but I saw a stiff and agile jump onto the tree, and then suddenly jumped down and headed towards the top of Ba Jian's head.

I screamed, but it was too late, and Mao Zhuang threw Bajian down, and at the same time, several Mao Zhuang scrambled to surround him. I stayed where I was, stumbling a step, my brain was dazed, Bajian's screams pulled my sanity back, I looked at the ground in a panic, found my Mongolian knife, at that moment I didn't feel the pain in my right wrist, just ran to Bajian's side mechanically, nervously shouted: "Special mother, get off him, get out of me!" I scolded incoherently, and the Mongolian knife stabbed at their heads, but zombies are dead things, it is not zombies, and stabbing heads is useful.

I don't have time to panic or be afraid of the stiff black hair, I just want to save Bajian, very early, he is my friend of life and death, I can't watch him be gnawed off by these damn things. But Bajian's cry was so obvious, I grabbed the stiff hair of Mao Jian with my bare hands in a broken heart, and lay on the body of Mao Zhuang, who attacked Bajian first, without hesitation, at that time, thanks to Shark Ge, otherwise I would have paid the price for my unscrupulousness.

Bajian is the body of the extreme yang, and he can easily attract a large number of evil creatures to attack, so at this moment, the zombie lying on it and grinning doesn't care about my existence, I know that the little Taoist has a very powerful bone removal technique, but that requires years of training, I won't, but I can solve it alive.

I was full of anger and stabbed the Mongolian knife into the weakest part of the hairy neck, which was the fragile part of the hairless part, and I tore it open with a knife, in fact, zombies have residual pain.

After being attacked, Mao Stiff stopped his ravage of Bajian, stiffened his head sideways, and bared his sharp fangs at me. My heart trembled, but when I saw the blood on Mao's stiff teeth, I grabbed its hair with one hand, pulled its back vertebrae with the other, and then pulled it out hard, just like pulling the leeche that got into Chen Yu's hand when I was a child.

"Cluck-la-la-la...... Gur-la-la-......" The sound of almost success came out, the cold sweat on my head turned into hot sweat at this time, the adrenaline in my body poured all my strength, I screamed, and tore off the stiff cervical vertebrae with my bare hands, and the seven inches of the thing were destroyed, and fell to the ground, like a broken sack, I discarded it with a blank face, and with the courage that was still left in my body, I raised the knife, hugged a stiff hair that bit Bajian's belly, and cut its throat with a knife, I cut it very deeply, until half of its head was crumbling, and finally hung on its neck, and fell backwards with a stagger, I dealt with the other stiff in the same way, and then fell to my knees in front of Bajian in a heartbroken heart, and his body was full of wounds, blood gushed out from his black clothes, he coughed, looked at me weakly, smiled at me, and said: "Son, I thought I was going to be gnawed up, but fortunately, you rescued me in time, otherwise that thing will ruin the ...... of my Wang family!"

I burst into tears and said, "You are the only member of the Wang family, you have to hold on to this!"

Bajian coughed a few more times, and said angrily: "Don't worry, Gongzi, I am reluctant to die, I want to touch the Golden Gate with the Feng Scoop handle, I want to do great things, and I will have a long insight...... I don't want to die, go to heaven, and then protect you......"

I nodded movingly, brushed off the long hair mixed with blood on Bajian's face, and looked around, our situation was so bad, everyone was forced into a desperate situation, and in front of me, there were three more hairy stiff trees standing.

As the saying goes, "Either you die, or I die." I picked up Bajian's weapon, picked him up, looked at the oncoming Mao Zhuang, and clenched the Mongolian knife in my hand. (To be continued.) )