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The expressions of the living dead were distorted, adding a bit of weirdness and gloom. Zhang Lin also pointed at them with trembling fingers: "He, they, are coming, they are coming......" I suddenly chuckled in my heart. Suddenly felt that someone was pulling the corner of his clothes, and turned his head to see that it was Bai Xuanzhi. He leaned into my ear and said in an almost whispered voice: "Later, you and Uncle Zhang will escape at the right time, a few of us will know how to use spells, and we can hold out for a while." He smiled at me and said, "I, I like you......" and then he wanted to say something, but he wanted to say half of it. His confession made me blush, and I whispered back, "Me too, you have to be careful!" and he smiled faintly. Then I felt that I felt a lot more comfortable, at least I told the secrets that I had hidden in my heart for a long time, and I felt less regretful in my heart.

When the living dead were about to approach us, Xiao Tian kicked them away. The kick almost didn't kick the living dead away, and they grinned in pain, and they lay on the ground and rolled from side to side. Miao Po hurriedly made a gesture with her hand, meaning that we should follow her closely, and she will fight her way out.

Being kicked by Xiao Tian like this, those living dead people haven't recovered for a long time, and they can't even stand up. Grandpa Hu was ruthless, bit his tongue, held a peachwood sword in his hand, and spurted out a mouthful of blood at the blade, and when he saw the living dead who came forward, he did not hesitate to go down with a sword. If it were those demons and monsters in ordinary times, if they went down with such a sword, they would probably have been greatly injured, or they would have avoided the peachwood sword in fear. But those living dead did not hide from it, but let out a howl angrily, holding the peachwood sword, staring at Grandpa Hu with a pair of eyes, staring at him straight hair. Grandpa Hu pushed the wooden sword in his hand forward for half a minute, but was forcibly stopped by the living dead. His eyes were red, and he roared like a bloodthirsty maniac, and the screams pierced our eardrums once more.

The scene was unusually chaotic. Bai Xuanzhi took one of my hands, and his other hand waved a majestic palm, and he was too eager to see the moment he made a move, only to hear the living dead being swept away like dead leaves, and his body floated up like a ghost, popping out a meter away. There was a strange look in the eyes of the living dead, and I don't know if it was fear or pain, but I think there was fear in their eyes.

There seemed to be a fishy smell in the air, faintly emanating from it. These signs give people the impression of being dangerous, as if consciously or unconsciously reminding us of how dangerous the next second will be. These are no longer allowed for us to think about it, gradually, everyone is scattered, and I am following Bai Xuanzhi closely, but what about Uncle Zhang? The person was still there just now, and in the blink of an eye, he was gone. I shouted anxiously, "Xuanzhi, Uncle Zhang is gone!" He turned his head and glanced around, his gaze quickly fixed on Yi Shuihan's side, and he comforted me while dealing with the menacing living dead: "Uncle Zhang is on Yi Shuihan's side." On the other side, Uncle Zhang and Yi Shuihan were fighting bravely. After all, they are people with a bit of kung fu, at least they can protect themselves and last a little longer.

Looking at Miao Po and Grandpa Hu's side, it can also be said that it is extremely intense, a large number of living dead people on their side have poured up one after another, Xiaotian is so busy that he has no time to take care of the situation on our side. The number of the main living dead is too large, although it is to use dull powder to restrain their movements, but for a long time, our physical strength will not be able to withstand it, not to mention, those living dead are constantly emerging, at most we can only last more than half an hour.

Mrs. Yang didn't plan to make a move, she just stood on the sidelines and watched the battle, but her eyes were fixed on me. Thinking wildly, my heart beat slightly faster. I shuddered for no reason. I was so nervous at that moment that I didn't notice that Uncle Zhang's situation was critical.

Until Miao Po shouted at Bai Xuanzhi: "Bai boy, hurry up and protect your Uncle Zhang." "Seeing a large group of living dead people attacking behind Uncle Zhang, they are jagged and fanged, so they don't seep people. One of them grabbed one of Uncle Zhang's arms, and at the last moment, I broke free of Bai Xuanzhi's hand, and I didn't know where to get the courage, I rushed directly to Zhang Lin, sprinkled medicine powder on the living dead, and took advantage of the gap when the living dead's movements became slower, Zhang Lin retracted his hand. He looked frightened, and he was still in a state of shock for a while. Yi Shuihan was on the other side of Zhang Lin against a large group of other living dead, and he didn't have time to notice the sudden situation here. At this moment, the living dead who was provoked, gravity blow, impartially hit me on the chest, suddenly I only felt a smell of blood coming out of my mouth, and the next second, I spurted out a mouthful of blood. I felt an unusually painful pain in my chest, a pain that felt like my skin was being torn through my body. I let out a burst of moans from my mouth, and Zhang Lin saw this and hurriedly helped me. Somehow, I always felt dizzy and a little vague about what was going on. Bai Xuanzhi turned back in shock, rushed in front of me desperately, and then returned the blow rudely at the living dead. Taking advantage of the moment when the living dead were kicked away, he put his arms around me, his slender white fingers gently caressing my back. Gradually, I felt my vision and consciousness fall asleep as if uncontrollably. Suddenly, I pushed Bai Xuanzhi away, and the eyes that had just been closed suddenly opened, and Zhang Lin was also taken aback by my action.

Before they could speak, I jumped up with agility, bit my fingers, drew a calming spell in my palm, jumped up again, recited some incantations to the living dead, opened my palm, and touched the living dead with lightning touch. All the living dead that I touched were as if they were frozen. Hundreds of living dead were frozen in a matter of seconds, and my eyes were full of evil and unruly, slightly raised willow eyebrows, and sharp and vicious eyes, unfathomable. A strong murderous aura burst out from my body, and I snatched the peachwood sword in the hand of the stunned Grandpa Hu, smeared some blood on the blade, and started killing without saying anything. With a swing of the knife, it plunged into the bodies of the living dead, and the moment I drew the knife, all the living dead who were slashed by me disappeared into the howling wind. I don't know what I'm doing, or so on, and I can't recall these memories at all, as if someone had erased them.

There was an imperceptible smile in my eyes, like a dream, and the living dead were killed by me in an instant. Thousands of living dead died at my hands. In the blink of an eye, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the blood flowed like a river, and the scene was extremely tragic and sad. Seeing that something was wrong with the situation, Mrs. Yang ran away as soon as possible. Looking at this tragic scene, Zhang Lin unconsciously walked behind Bai Xuanzhi and asked timidly, "Is she Xiaoqing?" Bai Xuanzhi shook his head.