Zheng Qianhong is an optimist, I don't know why, she always feels that she won't die so easily, and the most important thing at the moment is to go back to the big truck and help her father kill zombies.

When the jeep returned, the big truck was already in danger, and Zhou Dali, the power-type ability guarding the right window, was forced to blush-faced by a second-level zombie, and every time the zombie attacked, he had to use all his strength to smash a punch, but the second-level zombie was just smashed down, and he was not injured, and soon pounced again.

"Brother Qilin, the two of us cooperate, you drag him with vines for two seconds, and I use the spirit thorn to dig up its crystal nucleus!" Zheng Qianhong said decisively, although she is only five years old now, her judgment and action in the battle are very good.

Although she was much older, Song Qilin subconsciously nodded in obedience, and with both palms, he threw all the vines he could mobilize towards the second-level zombie.

The second-level zombie who had just been smashed down the car window by Zhou Dali had just stabilized his body and was about to jump up again, when he saw a brilliant red in the air, and his body was tied into a rice dumpling by more than a dozen vines.

This time Song Qilin did his best, sending out a total of twelve vines, he only felt that his eyes were black, his hands and feet were weak, and his head was in severe pain, although it was the first time he had experienced this situation, but he understood that this was the result of an overdraft of his ability.

But he didn't dare to let up at all, he had to buy time for Sister Qianhong so that she could have a chance to kill the second-level zombies.

The little girl really didn't waste his effort, taking advantage of the fact that the zombie was tied up and inconvenient to move, she directly condensed a spiritual thorn and stabbed it at the zombie's face.

The second-level zombies were no better than the first-level zombies, and when they saw the spirit thorns stabbing brightly, they decisively reached out to block, only to hear the sound of "ding ding ding ding" a piece of metal impact, and the spirit thorns that were blocked turned into nothingness one by one and disappeared in front of its eyes.

Then it struggled hard, and the vines that bound it broke one by one, Song Qilin was the owner of the vines, and the vines were all broken, and he suffered a serious backlash, and directly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The second-level zombie that was attacked was furious, and as soon as it was freed, it changed its route and viciously pounced towards the jeep, however, in the next second, it only felt as if it had been pricked by a needle in its eye, followed by a sharp pain in its brain.

It let out a terrible howl when it looked up to the sky, and then fell to the ground, rolling a few times before remaining motionless.

It turned out that the spirit thorns in the first place were used to confuse it, in fact, Zheng Qianhong also hid a high-strength transparent spirit thorn, the zombie only cared about the golden spirit thorn in the bright place of the embankment, and when it rushed to a close distance, she commanded this transparent spirit thorn to smoothly pierce its eyes.

It takes a lot of spiritual power to condense this transparent spiritual thorn, and with the little girl's current ability, she can condense up to three in a day, so she must use each one sparingly.

Fortunately, this one was not wasted, and a second-level zombie was directly killed.

Commanding the spirit thorn to transform into a miniature shovel, she successfully dug out a beeswax-like yellow transparent crystal nucleus, about the size of a dragon's eye, and placed it beautifully in the palm of her hand.

Zheng Qianhong pinched it hard, and with a little reluctance, she stuffed it directly into Song Qilin's palm: "Hurry up and absorb it, we may have a chance to kill another one!" ”