The walking corpse was walking slowly, but after such a delay, it was almost there. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It stopped in front of the reporter and tilted its head to look at it, as if considering whether to continue to bite the lump of meat on the ground, or to take a few more steps and bite the meat in front of it.

Yang Mingxuan was very accurate, and took advantage of the moment when it paused, and raised his knife to slash at its neck. As a travel friend, he also practices taekwondo and karate, and his rank is not low, and it is usually quite simple to fight three or five people, but he obviously overestimates his strength.

The scimitar that Jiang Li threw down was light and flexible, and it should be mainly cut and slashed in battle, but Yang Mingxuan used it as a machete, so it was not surprising that he was stuck after only half of the cut, after all, he was still an ordinary person.

"Roar—"

The neck was cut in half, the walking corpse let out a muffled roar, and he was about to pounce when he straightened his hand, but, don't forget, the knife was still in Yang Mingxuan's hand, the length of the hand was plus the length of the knife, and the walking corpse itself was not as tall as Yang Mingxuan, so it couldn't reach him.

But the walking corpse didn't seem to be aware of the scimitar on his body, and he leaned forward hard, and the neck bone and the blade made a tooth-aching friction sound, but gradually approached Yang Mingxuan.

Yang Mingxuan didn't expect this to be the case, and he couldn't advance or retreat for a while.

Jiang Li's cold voice sounded: "Pull the knife back." ”

"Don't, Brother Mingxuan, come back quickly." Feng Feifei finally cried, sobbing and shouting, but she never dared to go over to help.

Ma Tiefeng also picked up the knife, his face was pale, his hands trembled slightly, and he approached Yang Mingxuan at an almost moving speed, if it was possible, he really wanted to escape!

Qin Hunt clenched his fists, his back arched slightly, ready to rush out to save people at any time, the smile on Hua Piaoling's face barely changed, but his eyes were indifferent and detached, looking at Yang Mingxuan quietly, as if his life or death had nothing to do with the life or death of insects all the time.

How can you pull the knife back, isn't this sending yourself to the mouth of the walking corpse? This thought flashed quickly in Yang Mingxuan's mind, and he decided to listen to Jiang Li's try.

Because, he doesn't just have hands.

So Yang Mingxuan held the handle of the knife with both hands, and while pulling back hard, his right foot was raised high, against the chest of the walking corpse.

He jerked hard in the direction of the blade, and the remaining half of the corpse's neck was cut off, leaving only a trace of skin to hang, and finally stopped roaring, and fell straight down.

It's dead.

At the same time, a machete fell to the ground out of thin air.

Before Yang Mingxuan could rejoice, his left leg suddenly tightened, reporter Xiao Zhao hugged his leg, bit down hard, and said vaguely: "Let's go to hell together." ”

Yang Mingxuan was frightened, and he didn't want to think about it, so he grabbed the scimitar and pierced it into his back.

"Woo-" The reporter let out a miserable scream while biting fiercely, and finally bit off a piece of meat on Yang Mingxuan's leg, and then he died satisfied, but his eyes were wide open, and people didn't dare to look directly.

Yang Mingxuan was also unlucky, he also helped this reporter avenge him, besides, when they fled for their lives, Yang Mingxuan also helped shoot the walking corpse, but unfortunately this person was very paranoid, and always felt that everyone was sorry for him, if he hadn't let him talk, how could he have been bitten by the walking corpse, but others were still indifferent.

The heart is resentful, and naturally he will pull a cushion when he is dying.

Qin Zhan rushed over, tore off a strip of cloth and strangled his thigh, while directing his zombie to meet the two walking corpses behind him.

"What, what's wrong?" Yang Mingxuan's face was pale, and his tone was quite stable.

Qin Zhan gritted his teeth and said, "It should be fine, I'll find a way." ”

"No, let's cut off my legs."

"No, your poisoning is relatively shallow, I'll detoxify you when you get out."

Feng Feifei rushed forward and pushed Qin Hunt away, crying, "Go away, it's all your fault!" ”

Qin Zhan pursed his lips and didn't speak, but Yang Mingxuan comforted: "It's okay, Feifei, don't be afraid." ”

"I don't want you to have your leg amputated!" Feng Feifei cried a handful of snot and tears.

"It's okay, didn't Qin Hunt say that he could save it."

Qin Feifei complained: "You still believe him, he tricked you into coming here to make it like this." ”

Ma Tiefeng held the knife, neither did he step forward nor did he retreat, and he felt very embarrassed.

Jiang Li slowly approached and said, "I can save you." ”

"What?" Yang Mingxuan said.

"Then save him." Feng Feifei urged.

"There is a condition," Jiang Li squatted down and stared into his eyes, "Loyal to me." ”

On that side, Qin Hunt's refining corpse had already cleaned up the two walking corpses outside, and now they were blocking the gate, coming out and cleaning up the other.

"You're sick!" Feng Feifei shouted, "What age is it, and you are still doing this!" ”

Jiang Li ignored her and looked at Yang Mingxuan quietly.

"Good!" Yang Mingxuan agreed.

Qin Zhan shouted beside him, "Ah Li,......"

"Shhhhh ”

"I know!"

"I can also be loyal to you, Sister Xiaoli, I'm much more useful than that little white face." Hua Piaoling also got a kick.

"You?"

"Yes, I'm beautiful, generous and cute, reasonable and capable, isn't it much better than that little white face?" Hua Piaoling covered her face and made a shy look.

Jiang Li thought about it for a while, Hua Piao has a good foundation, and his potential is not far off, but it is a good choice, as for him to like to wear women's clothes, it doesn't seem to matter.

Until then, make sure again: "Let me ask again, have you thought about it?" You can't go back. ”

"No remorse!" The two of them said in unison.

"Good!"

Jiang Li took out two bronze cards, handed one to them, and said, "Drip the blood." ”

These two are the secondary cards bound to Jiang Li's identity card, as the main hall master, she can bind three secondary cards as helpers, and she will give away two at this time.

The owner of the supplementary card, just like signing a slave contract, once Jiang Li dies, the secondary card will also be taken back by the temple, and Jiang Li can check their contributions and redemptions at any time, and even, once a month, you can transfer no more than 50% of the points from their card to themselves.

The two of them dripped blood onto the bronze card, and the card turned into a ray of light and flew into the center of their eyebrows, and they heard a voice prompt: join the temple and become a vassal of the main hall master of the god. Please check the rules of the temple at the temple.

Then I thought of Jiang Li's voice in my mind: "Since I have become my vassal, the first one is to keep my identity secret, and the rest will be talked about later." ”

The two of them looked at each other, no one knew what they were thinking, Jiang Li took out the hemostatic spray to stop the bleeding for Yang Mingxuan first, and then gave him a pill except for the Qing Dan, which was divided into two halves, half applied externally and half internally, and dissolved the corpse poison.

With the medicine, Yang Mingxuan's wound quickly scabbed, and the originally blackened skin also returned to its normal color.

Jiang Li gave Qin Zhan another bronze card, took out three storage bags and divided them among them, and said, "Storage bags, you want to drip blood to recognize the master." ”