After speaking, Chen Lin couldn't help sighing, Xiao Lu this time, it shouldn't be!

Lin Mu hurriedly stopped Chen Lin, he didn't want to know anything superfluous.

Now he has only one thought: it is to slaughter the city!

Slaughter all the zombies in Yue County!

"How many coffins have we made?"

Lin Mu thought of the spirit core he brought back this time, and couldn't help asking.

At this time, Chen Lin had already climbed up slowly and came to Lin Mu's side.

"I don't know much about this, Xiao Lu has always been in charge of this matter, so I can only go back and investigate."

The monkey stood there all the time, but didn't say anything.

His feelings for these zombies are very light, so faint that he looks at them as just a group of tool people.

As a friend of the woods, the monkey is very aware of the pain of the woods.

fists, couldn't help but clench.

Xiao Linzi, I thought that you want to slaughter the city at this time, then I will accompany you!

With the Flame in my hands! Smash him in a hole!

Lin Mu's snow-white hair had covered his cheeks, but he didn't bother to comb it.

Carrying Xiao Lu's corpse, he headed in the direction of the community.

I don't mind Midori's dusty body at all.

Little Green Brother, let me carry your corpse for a while, and when I get back, I'll give you another coffin.

A new home for you, don't forget your boss when you leave!

"Let's go back."

A lonely and angry figure was pulled by the sun that had just poked its head out.

It fell to the ground like a phantom.

Back in the community, Fang Qiaoqiao's little face that was slightly expectant and a little tired suddenly dispersed.

"Woods! You're back! Great, now the little green brother and they will be fine! ”

The little rabbit on Fang Qiaoqiao's head also wanted to jump on Lin Mu, but he was dragged back just after jumping three meters.

Lin Mu's expression did not change, but he nodded slightly.

Fang Qiaoqiao suddenly muttered dissatisfiedly: "What, isn't it just a little more powerful, and you are so arrogant!" It really is! ”

Fang Qiaoqiao's steps towards Lin Mu also paused, she didn't want to put a hot face on her cold ass.

Chen Lin, who was behind Lin Mu, grabbed Fang Qiaoqiao and whispered in Fang Qiaoqiao's ear: "Don't talk nonsense, Xiao Lu, he has passed away!" ”

"What! Midori has actually died! ”

Fang Qiaoqiao covered his mouth incredulously.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Lu, who looked like a white little brother, actually passed away!

Is this war? But I, but I can't do anything!

Lin Mu bypassed Fang Qiaoqiao, came to the place where the coffin was kept, and put Xiao Lu to his side. Wuzi built a coffin for Xiao Lu.

The wielded axe did not cut off the slightest sawdust for its strength.

Then came the saw, then the planer......

Sitting there like a carpenter, carefully polishing the edges and corners of the wood to shape the coffin......

The zombies on the side stood closely behind the forest trees, watching the forest work seriously, and no zombies stepped forward to stop the forest trees.

Even the monkey who had the best relationship with the forest was watching from the sidelines, but the monkey was not the slightest listless.

He knew that his Lin Mu was a very nostalgic person, for now.

His forest tree is a very nostalgic zombie.

The past must always be picked and picked in your arms and pressed on your body.

Sometimes the monkey secretly compares in his heart, and often complains that the forest is not enough to be free and easy.

It's that the stiff spirit in the past is a little better, but it's just a little.

The main reason is that the memory of the zombie god does not seem to be very good.

The method used by the forest is a very old method.

There was not a single rivet embedded in the coffin between the coffins, some were just grooves, and dozens of spirit cores were embedded in the woods.

Spell it out in green.

Lin Mu picked up a shovel that had fallen on the ground, turned his head to look at the monkey, and said, "Go and erect a monument." ”

The characters of the forest belong to the kind that are more casual, not as dignified and neat as the monkeys.

In the coffin shop in Huoming County, the monkeys still know about it, and they still do it with the rats to kill the trees.

The coffin shop, the monkey remembers that there are many tombstones.

The monkey turned his head and said a good word and got up to leave.

It took thirty minutes to dig the grave.

At this time, the monkey had already taken back the tombstone and used the ghostwriting in his hand to write four words: Little Green Tomb

At this moment, the tree of life seemed to feel something, and a burst of golden light sprinkled down.

The coffin and tombstone were plated with a layer of unidentified purple-gold metal, and a memorial protruding from the front.

The young timber had forgotten this tradition.

I can't help but slap my head.

After placing Midori's body in the coffin, the coffin is sent to Midori's grave along with the monkey.

The location was right in front of that coffin.

The monkey picked up the tombstone and stuck it firmly on the ground.

Clapped his hands and asked Lin Mu, "Xiao Linzi?" ”

"Huh?"

"What's next?"

"Kill!"

After speaking, Lin Mu returned to the room and began to rest.

The strength has not been restored, and now thinking about slaughtering the city, it is simply going to give away people's heads!

When the time comes, it will be the same as Hanhan.

Night, surprisingly quiet.

The whirring wind sounded like a resounding trumpet.

There was a vicious dog with two heads in Yue County, smelling unusual smells in the air.

In the other direction, I saw a zombie with purple arcs of electricity all over his body rubbing a mutant weasel.

"The people I raised, you dare to eat them, do you want to die?"

Purple arcs of lightning struck the weasel's tiny body.

The one who was struck by this thunderbolt zombie was already dying.

Anyone who is electrocuted by this arc for five days will look like this.

The weasel still begged for mercy with a glimmer of hope in his heart: "Big brother, I, I was wrong, I won't dare next time." ”

The thunderbolt zombie smiled cruelly: "Hehe, you still want to have a next time!" I'll make you cool this time! ”

After saying that, the power in his hand was strengthened again, and he didn't intend to let go of this mutant weasel.

The mutant weasel seems to be enraged, and he can't live anyway, so it's better to scold this zombie twice before he dies.

"Whew! You bastard, and you torture you, Lord Huang! You're just a little better than me! If I'm better than you, see how I clean you up!" Bastard thing! ”

When the thunderbolt zombie heard this, he was immediately angry, this little yellow skin actually dared to scold himself!

Raiden Zombie, who wanted to play a few more times, changed his mind.

An arm reached out and grabbed one of the weasels and broke it off.

"Ahh md！ You don't have to die well! Bastard thing! You kind of give me a good time! ”

The thunderbolt zombie sneered and scolded: "Hehe, since you have eaten the person I raised, then you must give me death!" Now you don't know what you're doing wrong, so I'll tell you so much! ”

"Ahh

Eventually, the mutated weasel couldn't stand the pain and fainted again.

The lightning zombie turned his head to the men behind him and said, "Take good care of those people, I'm going to eat another one tonight!" ”

Raiden's expression slowly cooled down and added.

"If you are stolen by this kind of guy again, hehe, you will know the result!"

The zombies on the side felt a chill on their backs, as if they were being stared at tightly by a deadly poisonous snake.

As for the words of the Thunderbolt Zombies, they didn't dare to believe it, the previous example had already told them.

If the things arranged by the boss are not done well, his little life will definitely be lost!

No matter how strong you are!

Five days ago, they saw with their own eyes that a four-evolution zombie was broken up by this guy bit by bit!

The zombie that evolved four times was dismantled little by little by this guy like a doll! Thinking of that picture, the group of zombies hurriedly ran to the place where the humans were being held.

A place that resembles a prison cell, where hundreds of humans are being held by the zombies because they have no food left in their homes.

I saw that their eyes were blank, and they were as thin as skin and bones.

His hair had become clumpy, and his clothes were even more shabby.

If it weren't for the colder, they wouldn't have been wearing these rags to keep warm.

The clothes on their bodies made them feel very itchy, and they kept scratching at unknown small insects on their bodies, and then stuffed them into their mouths and swallowed them directly into their stomachs with a grunt.

There was a motionless group of people lying on the edge of the cell, and a woman covered in dirt was looking for something on the corpse.

They're so hungry!