"Owl!"

The crow in mid-air plummeted, and its black beak, commonly known as the crow's beak, rushed down in a sharp cone and swooped straight down on the top of the female warrior's head!

The female warrior looked up with a sneer, and an arrow shot out, and the crow that was falling rapidly in the middle penetrated! Burn! Fly......

The fat man couldn't care about any more, carrying a golden zombie burning on his head, enduring the sharp pain in his thighs and buttocks, and although he was limping, his speed was still extremely fast.

The last sight distance shared with the fat man was that the female warrior had a good time and an arrow in her hand, shooting away the crow that had been burning as it was about to fall.

The crow is lost, and the fat man seems to have become blind, and he doesn't care about the wolf.

Although this golden zombie was burning, the smell was extremely stinky, and there were even hot corpse oil dripping, but it was a thick shield.

The fat man held a mace in his right hand, and he did not dare to lack weapons on the way to escape. The left hand reached back from the top of the shoulder, grabbing the golden zombie's shoulder so that it would not slip.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the left hand, but an arrow pierced through the palm of the hand, passed through the zombie's shoulder, and peeked through the wrist!

In other words, the fat man's left hand was firmly nailed to the zombie's shoulder!

Then he was hit by an arrow in the knee, but it was the arrow that pierced through the crook of the leg.

Almost at the same time, another knee was also hit by an arrow.

The fat man fell to the ground with a "poof", gnawed mud in his mouth, and a burning zombie pressed on his back - the savior was really not so easy to be......

"Ahh

The fat man sat up suddenly, sweating profusely - this trick had not been used for a long time, and the fat man had long been unfamiliar with it.

"Ahh

The fat man easily retracted his trance-like eyes, but saw that Ma Xiaolan was covering his heart, and screamed in disbelief.

"Fat uncle, what happened to Sister Xiaolan?!" Bai Xiaoduo then rushed in, looked at the fat man on the kang suspiciously, and looked at Ma Xiaolan in front of the kang.

You are really my own nephew...... The fat man struggled to calm his breathing, and for a moment he could not speak.

Although there were no wounds all over his body, the sharp pain that made people desperate until he fell into a coma still lingered in the fat man's mind. There is also the stench of zombies that want to spit out the stomach, which also lingers between the mouth and nose.

"The meal is ready, I'm here to call the fat uncle to eat." Ma Xiaolan reacted, although she forgot to take her little hand away from her chest, "Is Uncle Fat having a nightmare?" Your whole body was shaking just now......"

Bai Xiaoduo is still looking at this side, looking at that side. The fat uncle's skin is a foot thick, and he must not be able to see anything, but there are sweat stains. Sister Xiaolan's face was not normal, it was an abnormal crimson - I must have missed something!

People like fat uncles have a criminal record and no rights. While pursuing Teacher Liu, he also hooked up with the policeman aunt warmly.

However, if Sister Xiaolan were to be my aunt, it would be very good! It's just that the seniority is different, in fact, there is no need to be so particular!

It's really hard to choose between a good mouth and one less homework on the other. That policeman aunt can't ask for it, it's useless......

"Oh, I just had a nightmare. Ready to eat? I'm so hungry! The fat man smiled and tried to get up in a normal posture, but in fact, his hands and feet were sore, his body was weak, and he almost wanted to collapse.

"Well, it's time to eat, come out quickly!" Ma Xiaolan also smiled and left.

Bai Xiaoduo carefully observed the fat uncle's face again, and did not leave until the fat uncle stared weakly. Of course, I didn't forget to stare back - you still ignored you!

It was supposed to make up for sleep, but the fat man was lying on the kang head with his clothes, and he actually slept for so long.

It was already dark, and the lights in the main room were bright. When the fat man walked out with squinted eyes, the meal had already been served. Grandpa, Ma Dabao and the others were all sitting on the kang, and their faces were very calm, as if there was no exclamation coming from the room. Don't say it's two, not one.

"You eat first, I'll wash my face." The fat man smiled as usual, and went to the stove to scrub it. In fact, it was sticky and uncomfortable, but there were no conditions for bathing in my hometown. In winter, the people of Zangma Mountain basically do not bathe, and go to the reservoir to wash in summer.

The fat man hadn't been so withdrawn for a long time, of course, for this reason - where he came out this time, he would go in next time.

When you re-enter the Candras continent, you must be in the cemetery. There were still half-burned leather shorts on the ground, and all sorts of loot in the treasure bag—which must have been gone.

Of course, the real reason is not that the fat man is a fan of money, or even that the wind is blowing and the ass is cold - being watched by others will not be an inch shorter......

But what if the enemy had a whole platoon of shooters there? How about a barbecue grill with red charcoal fire?

With mental calculation or unintentional, the female warrior can actually kill the fat in seconds with a bow alone......

Of course, the fat man can escape again as fast as he can—it's great to be able to read the files—but never to enter the Candras continent again?

So how can you be a savior?

Although the dead old man has not yet touched on topics such as time limits, it is impossible to think that the schedule is indefinite. It's all very anxious to put out fires and waters, not to mention a slightly bigger thing like saving the world?

That yellow-faced female warrior, the fat man saw it for the first time, and there was a very strange feeling - she was obviously a living person?

And if you think about it, those zombies and skeletons, not to mention the female warriors of the walking dead, seem to be at the mercy of the yellow-faced female warriors, right?

, could it be that this female warrior is the commander in the cemetery?

What a good shot...... The fat man really has palpitations.

The rate of fire was extremely fast and accurate, even if it was a falling target, the fat man sighed inwardly.

I don't remember how many times the crow died, but each time it was very powerful, and this time it was especially - I am afraid that it was already charred when it landed......

Through the knee, the flames were blazing, and there was no possibility of hard resistance.

Even with the speed of the fat man's transformation into a wolf, there is no way to fight it head-on - unless it is a sudden close attack that chokes her by the neck......

The fat man didn't think he had such a chance. If the yellow-faced female warrior is the owner of this cemetery, the commander. If she can come forward and once, she is already very face-saving to the fat man - she has never had it before.

Was it forced by the fat man to be anxious this time, or did he come out to run a by chance?

Or is it the barracks outside the city?

In the end, this possibility is still relatively large.

If you think about it, if the barracks are indeed humans, and they are indeed here for the cemetery, they must be newcomers. At least they hadn't attacked the cemetery yet.

Otherwise, the fat man will definitely notice the abnormality.

Because monsters don't clean the battlefield, except for picking up some equipment items. The fat man always saw the corpse of the monster he killed when he broke into the cemetery last time, but he never saw any other signs of battle.

It seems that the way out is to run laps outside the barracks - if you can escape from the cemetery alive......

Even if the red liquid had a miraculous effect, the fat man there was pinned to the zombie with his wrists, and his two knees were shot, and he was almost incapacitated for a short time.

The fat man escapes in this state, and when he re-enters, he is still in this state - this is the reading ......

A meal is tasteless. It's still a lot -- it's a common thing.

"Huangzi, the bank only goes to work on the sixth or seventh day of junior high school, right?" Wang Xia waited for the fat man to finish eating before asking.

"Huh?" The fat man didn't react for a moment, just thinking about the arrow in his knee.

"It's a good thing that you donate money to plant trees. We're all for it. Bai Qiang added.

"I earned a small 20,000 yuan from selling flowers, which was originally the income of the three of us, except for buying flowers and planting pots, I didn't spend anything. Coupled with the salary and bonus that Xiaolan received from you, I can pay 30,000 yuan. "Ma Dabao didn't drink too much tonight, probably because Bai Qiang was persuaded - he had already been trained at noon......

"Oh!" The fat man then understood what was going on, smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm ready for the money, and I don't need you to pay it." ”

Wang Xia and Bai Qiang looked at each other, but grandpa spoke first, "Huang, you have no opinion on spending money." But to make money, you must come from the right path! ”

The fat man wondered again, what does the right way mean? Am I still going through the evil path?

Over there, Bai Xiaoduo shrank to the back, preparing to get off the kang. The fat man suddenly understood, my nephew's daughter gave me eye medicine behind my back again, right?

The problem is that Xiao Duo doesn't know anything? Is there still a false one?

Well, guilty of it? Do I have the ability to deviate from the right path? I'm afraid that heroic deeds such as fighting gangsters and fighting flower hats have let grandpa know, right?

This bear child, doesn't it make grandpa blindly worried?

Well, I'll clean her up when I go back!

The fat man glared at Xiao Duo viciously, but Xiao Duo didn't run away in a hurry, and glared back unconvinced-Did I lie? Is it okay to lie about you? If I tell a lie or something another day, I'll learn from you......

"Don't worry, grandpa, every cent of the money I earn is the right way! Well, this time I'm Ra's sponsor! The fat man turned to his grandfather with a hippie smile.

Consultation fees, medical expenses, isn't this the right way to make money?

It's just a little unclear......

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