Chapter 107: The Battle of Humans, Tigers, and Zombies
The little zombie bared its teeth, rolled a pair of white-eyed eyes, and roared at the deer.
Wen Luming first put a protective shield on himself to avoid being accidentally scratched by the little zombie.
Soon, the little zombie pounced on the face of Wen Lu's roar like a gust of wind, and its speed was so fast that ordinary people could only see a shadow passing by when it moved.
But Wen Luming's divine sense is extraordinary, in her divine consciousness, the movements of the little zombie are like slow motion, and she clearly sees every subtle movement of the little zombie, and even its next movement trajectory.
Therefore, Wen Luming's movements flashed lightly, and he avoided the seemingly sharp blow of the little zombie.
The little zombie rushed over and brought up the fishy wind that blew Wen Lu Ming's face, and the smell of zombie rancid immediately entered Wen Lu Ming's nose, which made Wen Lu Ming's brain stagnate, and the five senses are too sharp and sometimes become a shortcoming.
Wen Luming frowned slightly, and immediately sealed his sense of smell. She took advantage of the pause after the little zombie missed a blow, and quickly shot ice blades and air blades at it.
The dense ice blades and air blades almost surrounded the entire body of the little zombie, and the sharp blade pointed like a sharp sword towards the little zombie.
The little zombie didn't stand still and wait to be beaten, although it couldn't hit Wen Luming with a single blow, but it was still very sharp at dodging the attacks of the ice blade and the air blade, so only about half of the attacks successfully landed on it, and the remaining half were avoided by it.
But these levels of attack didn't hinder it much, because it was unconscious, and no matter how many injuries it had on its body, as long as its head was still intact, it was okay and could still attack.
Of course, Wen Luming also knew this fact, she just wanted to slowly destroy its body and gradually disintegrate its attack power.
The little zombie was shot like a hedgehog, and the body was pierced with small holes by the ice blade and the air blade, and after the ice blade and the air blade dissipated, gray and black pus and blood flowed out of the small hole, and the little zombie was even more miserable.
Wen Luming stared at it vigilantly to estimate its next move. Suddenly, her ears moved, and a white tiger let out a long roar, and a moment later appeared in front of Wen Luming like a white cloud swept by a strong wind.
It was her white tiger, which had been running wild in the boundless fields, probably spotting Wen Luming confronting a small zombie, so it ran back to help.
After the white tiger ran over, he first glanced at Wen Luming, and then roared at the little zombie's bared teeth, assuming an attack posture, ready to attack.
Wen Luming was very relieved in his heart, and suddenly felt that this little zombie was no longer a threat at all.
The white tiger opened its jaw and pounced on the little zombie. The white tiger more than three meters long is facing a small zombie that is less than one meter high, just like an elephant facing a puppy, the two sides are very different in size, but their combat effectiveness should be comparable.
The moment the white tiger pounced on the little zombie, he stretched out his huge tiger claws and grabbed the little zombie's head. The little zombie also hid quickly, and the white tiger only looked at the scalp that caught it and tore off a piece of fishy flesh.
The little zombie was completely enraged by the white tiger, and it ignored the giant claws that the white tiger raised again, but instead went head-on, holding half of the bloody head, and flew towards the back of the white tiger.
The white tiger didn't expect it to come out of common sense, and was accidentally caught by the zombie with its long hair and pounced on its back. The little zombie was about to bite the white tiger on the back with its bloody mouth open.
Seeing this, Wen Luming sent out a thick ice cube, blocking the mouth of the little zombie and the back of the white tiger at an unstoppable speed, and the little zombie was busy for a long time, only to gnaw on a piece of hard and cold ice, and almost knocked out a few of its teeth.
Wen Luming saw that it was still clinging to the white tiger's hair, and took the opportunity to send out a sharp ice pick as long as chopsticks, which quickly stabbed at the little zombie's head.
Although the little zombie sensed the danger posed by the icicle, it was too late to dodge, and with a snort, the icicle had already pierced deep into its temple.
It may not have the brains of the little zombie in the stab, so the little zombie is not dead, and it can still move with an ice pick in its head, but its speed has been greatly reduced, and its movements have become sluggish.
The opportunity is not to be lost, the time will not come again, Wen Luming took the opportunity to send out several ice picks in a row, and pierced the little zombie's head with ice picks, and the head was full of ice picks, the little zombie was not so lucky this time, it fell directly from the back of the white tiger. And then it didn't move.
The white tiger pressed the little zombie with his paws, and found that it was no longer moving, it was really dead, so he crossed the steps back to Wen Luming. It licked Wen Luming's hand with its warm tongue, feeling that it didn't help much this time, but let the little zombie pounce on its back, which was a little embarrassing.
Wen Luming wanted to touch its head and comfort it. But when he saw the red, white, gray, black and black unknown objects on its body, he suddenly lost the idea of touching him.
She said, "You're too dirty, wash it first." So she raised her hand and sent out a jet of water that washed over the white tiger.
It didn't take long for the dirty things on the white tiger's body to be washed away by the water, and he stopped when he heard the sound of the deer.
The white tiger just wanted to shake off the water on his body, but Wen Luming hurriedly jumped into the distance and said, "Wait for me to stand farther away and you will shake it again!" ”
The white tiger's wet black glasses looked at Wen Luming, like a big dog abandoned by his owner, as if he was saying aggrievedly: You dislike me?
Wen Luming couldn't bear to look at its pitiful eyes, and hurriedly explained: "It's not that I dislike you, it's just that you throw water like this, and it's easy to throw water on me." I'll help you dry your hair. ”
The white tiger suddenly wagged his big tail happily, and then ...... shook off the water on Lu Ming's face.
Wen Luming looked at it expressionlessly, and the white tiger immediately lowered his head and obediently admitted his mistake like a child who had done something wrong, even his tail hung down, and the whole tiger was ashamed.
Wen Luming could only helplessly use his ability to evaporate all the water droplets on the white tiger's body, and its white hair quickly dried.
"That's it!" Hearing Luming's reminder, he kept raising his eyes to peek at her, wondering if she was an angry white tiger. Seeing that Lu Ming didn't blame it, the white tiger immediately got up again, shook his head and rubbed his big head against Wen Lu Ming's calf, more and more like a big dog.
Wen Luming ignored it, bent down and dug up the crystal nucleus of the little zombie, and after rinsing it up, he found that this crystal nucleus was larger than the ordinary zombie crystal nucleus, and sure enough, the size of the crystal nucleus was directly proportional to the strength of the zombie.
Wen Luming handed the crystal nucleus to the white tiger and said, "Before your spiritual power has recovered, this crystal nucleus will be given to you." ”
The white tiger happily held the crystal nucleus in his mouth, and licked the palm of Wen Luming's hand flatteringly.
"If you want to keep playing, go play, and if you get tired of playing, follow me, and go back when I'm done picking these grapes." Wen Luming patted its head and said.
The white tiger lay at Wen Luming's feet, looked up at Wen Luming, signaled that it was not playing, and waited to go back with her. (To be continued.) )