"Cut off his hand first" Wan Yichen instructed, this ill-intentioned old Taoist, he would greet him well.

"Don't, don't, ah"

Blood splattered, the mustache caressed the shoulder-length broken arm and shrunk back, and the cloudy eyes looked in horror at the zombie in front of him, the devil with a long sword in his hand and a fierce face.

"Ah......h

The eaves of the blazing fire suddenly fell an eaves pillar, which hit the head of the mustache, and the beard rolled his eyes and fainted in the fire, and the blood flowed on his head.

The zombie with the long sword in his hand reached out closely, turned around and shook his head regretfully at Wan Yichen, before he could make a move, this person died.

At this time, the armor that went to the backyard just came back, followed by a group of raged zombies, this old Taoist is not right, he has a special hobby, he likes to collect zombies, and there are no less than twenty zombies in the backyard cave.

When the zombies saw Wan Yichen, they fell to the ground with just one glance, indicating that they were willing to follow religiously.

Wan Yichen was silent, but his eyes stopped at one of the red-haired zombies with his head bowed hard, eager to get into the ground, and he didn't need to look at his face He knew who this red-haired zombie was, but he didn't expect him to be dead.

The red-haired zombie was nervous, only feeling like a thorn on his back, thinking that this kid with a bad smile was the boss, it turned out that that was the real boss, or familiar, it was really a narrow road, after so many years, he shouldn't remember himself, he shouldn't remember.

The red-haired zombie lowered his head lower, almost touching the ground, and his kneeling knees also quietly moved to the right, and in front of him was a tall man, hidden behind him, perhaps to reduce the sense of storage a little.

Half a sound, the stinging sensation on his back disappeared, and the red-haired zombie breathed a sigh of relief, he should think about it carefully, change the color of this red hair that he has always been proud of, and change his image, so as not to be remembered by the boss and become a thorn in the boss's side.

The red-haired zombie didn't know, Wan Yichen remembered him at the first sight of the red-haired zombie, and he didn't plan to kill him, although the red-haired zombie has sucked blood and has a lot of turbidity in his body, but he is more flexible than other zombies, and he also has human thoughts, as long as he is slightly guided, there must be something available, and he needs the help of this kind of zombie if he wants to expand his strength in the future.

Wan Yichen looked at the corpses kneeling on the ground, then turned his eyes to look at the armor and said, "They will be handed over to you to deal with, it is best to settle in Beifeng Mountain, I will go first"

"Yes, General"

Before leaving, Wan Yichen glanced at the eight-character Hu Lao Dao who was pressed by the eaves pillar, Lao Dao's back was already on fire, revealing a scorched piece, I wanted to torture this stinky Taoist priest, and as a result of this, his life was cheapened, but he still had to go to see Yun'er, there was no time to waste here, Yun'er, I'm here.

Wan Yichen left, and the corpses crawling on the ground finally breathed a sigh of relief, especially the red-haired zombies, holding their heads high, the red hair was particularly conspicuous in the crowd, and a pair of blue eyes looked around in surprise, their eyes were full of excitement, they were too handsome, and they asked the stinky Taoist priest to burn him with fire, and now he burned his nest, he deserved it.

The Taoist temple has been over, the eight-character Hu Lao Dao is dead, the armor will no longer stay, while the sky is not dawning, you have to rush to the north peak, the corpses consciously follow behind the armor towards the Taoist temple, the red-haired zombie walked at the end, before leaving to the dead eight-character Hu Lao Dao kicked twice, and fiercely "phew"

took a bite before leaving.

The flames were monstrous, the smoke was hazy, and the red-haired zombie didn't notice it, and just after he kicked twice, the only remaining finger of the mustache trembled slightly.