His speed was slow, his hands were shaky, and his fleshy face began to wither as his hands rose a little higher.

When he finally pulled it out, his face really became the blue and black appearance of the dead bark that a zombie should have!

And he finally couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground.

Tilting his head, looking at the scimitar in his hand with a strange shape, as tall as his body, and glowing with cold light at the moment, he smacked his lips and threw the scimitar towards Nalan Ruoruo without hesitation, "Crazy woman, then!" ”

Damn, retarded!

She looks like this, how can she pick it up?

took a deep breath, raised his leg and struggled to kick the zombie over, rolled on the spot, tremblingly raised his right hand to catch it, but saw that the scimitar actually swirled strangely in the air, and plunged straight into her chest!

It hurts......

It seems that the blood in the whole body is being quickly sucked away by the scimitar.

Damn zombies! If she dies like this, the ghost won't let him go!

Nalan Ruoruo cursed in a low voice, and then was a little stunned, first looked at his chest, and then looked up at the zombie inexplicably, seeing him screaming, the disgusting mouth was about to pounce, and for a while, I don't know where the strength came from to pull out the scimitar from her shoulder, and with a wave of his backhand, he cut off the zombie's head.

Without a head, the zombie's body flew up and smashed heavily on Nalan Ruoruo's body, his limbs fluttering wildly at first, then slowing down, and then standing still.

It seems that this zombie died under this scimitar.

Nalan Ruoruo gasped for breath, raised his foot and kicked the zombie's corpse away, closing his eyes and enjoying the rest of his life.

Almost, almost, if it weren't for this knife, she would have confessed here.

opened her eyes, looked at the little thing that was also lying not far away, and raised her eyebrows meaninglessly, this little zombie can be regarded as saving her life today.

But...... She would never forget the chilling sensation of being stabbed in the shoulder by a knife, so weird, as if she had come from the eighteenth layer of hell.

He's uneasy and kind!

"Mad woman, don't look at me like that!" The little zombie turned over, "If it weren't for me today, you would have become this zombie's meal!" According to their principle of hard work, if they can leave you a piece of meat, you should be grateful to Dade. ”

Nalan Ruoruo couldn't deny it, just grabbed the scimitar, looked at it carefully, thought about the previous situation, and smiled, a blood-drinking knife?

The shape, delicacy, and temperature of the knife made the more she looked at it, the more obvious the smile on the corner of her lips became.

If she is not mistaken, this knife should be the famous firefall in history.

Legend has it that the firefall was created by a farmer in Europe in the seventeenth century with a meteorite falling from the sky, and it is strange that this knife can maintain a constant temperature of 20C no matter how low the environment is, and the wound cut with this knife will bleed more than once, the farmer's wife and children were cut by this knife and bled to death, and then the farmer gave it to a passing monk, and the monk also collapsed and died during the trip, so the legend is that this is a knife that can suck blood, and today it is just a verification that it is indeed a blood-sucking knife.

It's just that she doesn't understand why this knife is in the body of that little zombie, the knife of the West, suppressing the zombies of China, such weirdness, coupled with the attitude of the little zombie to her for a while to kill and save for a while, it really can't help but make people suspicious.