As soon as Mu Heng rode Mr. Zombie in, Mr. Zombie smelled the smell of blood, and his speed increased sharply, leaving a group of zombie students behind him far behind. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

As he got closer, he could smell the heavy smell of blood, and Mr. Zombie became more and more uncontrollable. He jumped in one step and two jumps, jumped to the place where the smell of blood was strongest, and slapped or kicked away when he saw an unpleasant zombie. After smelling the sweet smell of blood, Mr. Zombie took a breath of enjoyment. Even forgot about the annoying curtain balance behind him for a while.

The zombies around him looked at him in fear, greedy for the smell of blood and refused to leave. Everyone stood solemnly in a distance of Mr. Zombie, and some zombies even wanted to smell Mr. Zombie in confusion---- there was a sweet smell on Mr. Zombie. Of course, those who were close to Mr. Zombie were all kicked away by him.

The first time Mu Heng saw this kind of scene, he was not nervous. Ignoring the weakness of her hands, she firmly grasped Mr. Zombie's hair, poked a little out of Mr. Zombie's shoulder, and looked over--- a person sitting stiffly on the ground, and blood was flowing from him. It's a pity that he is already dead, and before he died, he sat in the pentagram made of blood, temporarily blocking the zombies for a moment.

No wonder I couldn't hear the sound of chanting the mantra when I came over. Mu Heng was gloomy for a moment, for the person underground, and for the senior brother who didn't know where he was.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mr. Zombie began to fight back. Mu Heng suddenly felt that his hands were so sore that he couldn't stand it, and he especially wanted to relax and fall down, so that the zombies could drink his own blood. She was secretly vigilant in her heart, but she couldn't withstand wave after wave of exhaustion. Just as she was about to put her hand down, Mr. Zombie was shocked! Mu Heng wowed, spat out blood, and floated out like a dead leaf.

The zombies around were already ready, and they all jumped in the direction where the curtain balance fell, you squeeze me, I squeeze you, stumbling and just wanting to catch the curtain balance. When they squeezed out and lined up, they found that the sweet human was gone.

They thought the sweet human had fallen to the ground and began waving their arms to drive away the other zombies......

And Mu Heng had already come to her senses when she vomited blood, and she was not competing in martial arts at this time, she used her spiritual power without scruples to float up along the strength of the shock, and then slammed her breathing.

She saw that Mr. Zombie had broken through the pentagram, lifted the person inside, and opened his mouth to bite his neck. Mu Heng turned his head sideways, forced himself not to look at it, and said in his heart: It turns out that you saved me.

If it weren't for Mr. Zombie being so big, while breaking the formation, he greedily attacked the curtain balance. was injured at the same time as breaking the formation, causing her to be shaken away, but I was afraid that Mu Heng was dead.

Mu Heng closed his eyes, unable to bear to see the demons dancing below. She silently recited the recipe in her heart, as if this was the only light and hope in the darkness.

I don't know how long it has been, but Mu Heng's stomach has already been so hungry that it sticks to his back. The zombies below have dispersed. Makuheng saw that the skin of Mr. Zombie who took the lead was much fuller, and his eyes began to turn black, and he was about to become a flying corpse.

She was secretly frightened, flying corpses are often zombies that are more than a hundred years old or even hundreds of years, agile, jumping on the house and trees, jumping like flying, sucking **** without leaving external injuries. This is an ancient book, why is there such an evil thing in a college that has only been in trouble for five years?

Does the sect know about it?

Under the influence of Mr. Zombie before, Mu Heng thought that the academy must be Qingyuan's corpse breeding ground. Later, when I woke up, I felt that it was impossible. What Qingyuan admires, and what he does, is to kill demons. How could they secretly get a corpse breeding ground?

Moreover, every month in this place, the three sects will send people to come to experience, not to mention that the new disciples only occasionally meet Xijing, and only occasionally come to the academy.

Thinking about this section, Mu Heng breathed a sigh of relief. This proves that Xijing will come to the academy as promised, and she and her brothers can be taken out at any time.

Makuheng endured until the zombies around him dispersed, and then fell to the ground like a swallow. She prostrates. Under. He went to look at his fellow disciple who had been drained of blood on the ground, and wondered who he was. I just saw that the people on the ground were dressed in white, not from the Qingyuan Sect, but from the Ancient Sect. The man on the ground suddenly opened his eyes.

Mu Heng has been on guard, although he had a premonition, he was still bluffed. She quickly stretched out her hand to put the waist card on the person on the ground, and she didn't dare to fight, so she ran out.

She had been optimistic about a road that no zombies had walked before, and she no longer hesitated to turn left. A jumping corpse suddenly appeared in front of Mu Heng, she leaned to one side, and saw that the clothes on this jumping corpse were Qing Yuan's three-color robes, who was it......

Mu Heng didn't dare to stop, and hung over him like a finch. The jumping corpse wearing Qingyuan Dao robe waved his hands blankly and continued to jump forward.

Mu Heng had a faint premonition in his heart, and the senior brothers who came this time were afraid that they had all suffered an accident. If she can't find a way out, sooner or later she will follow in her footsteps. There must have been something wrong with the sect to have not arrived for so long. Then the only way to take the risk is to take a look at the secrets hidden in the academy, and maybe there is a glimmer of life. She couldn't suppress this sad thought, and could only run fast to find a way to calm her uneasiness.

There was silence, no color but darkness. Mu Heng felt that a long time had passed, and it had long passed the afternoon of the second day that Xijing had said, and the sun still hadn't risen, as if it would never rise.

With a turn, Makuheng dodged the wandering zombies, his muscles aching. She relaxed, half-leaned against the wall, thinking about what had happened as she entered. A hand, cold and accurate, caught her hand.

Mu Heng immediately condensed into a fist and punched over, and the other party easily took it, holding her hand and pulling her over. Makuheng was shocked and struggled desperately. The man dragged her and led her to an empty place without any zombies, and then said softly, "It's me." ”

Makuheng has a moment of sluggishness, who is it?

After thinking about it for a long time, I remembered that this voice was from Senior Brother Muyuan. She was a little incredulous, stared at the curtain source, and at the same time asked, "Senior brother of the curtain juice?" ”

The person who came smiled bitterly, "I'm Muyuan." ”

"Senior Brother Makugen? Didn't you come to the trial? "Makuheng is vigilant like a small animal that blows up its hair.

"You don't have to be so vigilant, I'm the source of the scene. As soon as I got closer to this place, I couldn't contain my emotions, so I went back to my place and took a look. By the time I arrived at the Academy, you were gone. I went around a few times and got lost in the academy. This is the first time I've met my fellow disciples, what about them, senior brother? The person who came let go of the hand that had been holding Mu Heng and let him probe up and down.

Mu Heng took a closer look and looked, and the fat and tender face in front of him was indeed Senior Brother Mu Yuan's, and asked with some doubts: "How long have you been in this place?" ”