Chapter 234: Rolling the Ball

Finally, Han Xi found a dense pile of zombies in one place, and he didn't know what was surrounding him, thinking that it should be a person.

Only people can attract zombies like this, and climb up like Arhats.

"Luo Qingxin!" Han Xi let out a low sigh, a lightning strike slashed over, splitting the zombies stacked in a pile, and then raised a knife to slash the zombies that kept climbing over, and cleaned up for a while before he could finally see what was surrounding the zombies...... A giant rattan ball!

It was tightly tied, and the people inside were wrapped tightly and impermeable.

Han Xi breathed a sigh of relief and patted the rattan ball, "Hey, Luo Qingxin, you're not dead, are you?" If you don't die, hurry up and give Lao Tzu out! ”

This place is outside the protection range of the big banyan tree, and a dense layer of zombies outside immediately surrounds it again. Han Xi didn't dare to delay any longer, grabbed a rattan on the rattan ball, and began to drag the ball towards the range of the big banyan tree.

It's just that...... It's really meow sinking!

Regardless of Luo Qingxin's weight alone, just these sturdy and thick rattans are entwined together, which is not something that ordinary people can pull.

Han Xi's hands were almost bald, but the rattan ball only moved less than a meter on the ground, and Han Xi was so angry that he scolded: "Ya's Luo Qingxin, how heavy are you, give Lao Tzu weight loss in the future!" ”

Han Xi condensed a lightning strike in his hand and slashed towards the zombies that had gathered. He also had to be distracted by dealing with zombies and taking the bulky rattan ball to safety...... Momentarily angry, Han Xi raised his foot and landed on the rattan ball...... Huh? That's a good idea!

Han Xi kicked the rattan ball to make it roll in the direction of the banyan tree, and then used his strength to slash at the zombies that surrounded him. Every time he kicked it, Han Xi scolded:

"Luo Qingxin, let you play with me and disappear! Let you find Jiang Zhexi! ”

"If you let a zombie bite you twice, you'll know it hurts! Not a long memory! ”

"You can't see Lao Tzu if you're so good to you, and you'll be blind!"

……

Finally kicked the vine ball back into the protection range of the big banyan tree, and the zombie that didn't have long eyes leaned over, and was swallowed by the branches of the big banyan tree at once, and in a moment, the flesh and blood were eroded, and only the white bones of the forest were spit out!

Han Xi's ass was sitting on the rattan ball, his head was covered with sweat, panting, it was really ...... Kicking people is also a force job!

Han Xi patted the rattan ball again, but the people inside still didn't move, and Han Xi suddenly sighed in his heart...... Mom, could it be that he kicked hard, Luo Qingxin is a stupid person rolling in it and fainting, right?

Han Xi was busy splitting the rattan on the rattan ball with a knife, and after a few knives, the blade was rolled, and there were a few marks on the rattan ball, which was quite strong!

Unable to wake up, Han Xi circled around the rattan ball for a long time before he thought of a way, the palm of his hand condensed thunder and lightning, the energy was not high, so as not to hurt people's lives, and gently wrapped the rattan ball.

The crackling sound of the electric energy made a short while, and the branches of the banyan tree on the rattan ball began to shrink and fade, gradually revealing the figure inside - Luo Qingxin, curled up in a ball, holding his knees, like a baby......

That appearance was too delicate and pitiful, Han Xi couldn't help but become cautious even when touching, and gently patted Luo Qingxin's shoulder, and his voice was gentle, "Hey, Luo Qingxin?" ”

Eyelashes trembled, Luo Qingxin slowly opened his eyes, and looked up in the direction of Han Xi in a bit of confusion, the bruises on the corners of his forehead were obvious!

Han Xi: ...... It's almost like whistling and shaking your legs to look at the sky!

Han Xi hurriedly pulled Luo Qingxin out of it, and rubbed the bruises on her forehead distressedly.