He wasn't willing to sit still.

With so many zombies gathered together, it is like raising Gu, and the gathering of the same kind will surely give birth to a king.

Wolves have wolf kings, chickens have chicken kings, people have kings, and zombies naturally have zombie kings!

He Cheng didn't want to be a zombie king, in his eyes, this fox spirit didn't have any good intentions, as a zombie at the bottom of the demon world, why did he get the favor of a demon? I'm afraid that only those who don't have the slightest wisdom will be at the mercy of the fox demon.

It's not dawn yet, so it's important to get out as soon as possible.

He Cheng moved his feet and jumped out, looking at the moonlight getting closer and closer at the entrance of the cave, but his heart was extremely solemn.

Since the fox spirit has tried every possible means to catch them, it will definitely not leave a means to prevent them from leaving, but, what is this means?

"Oh-oh-oh——!!"

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the cave, a rooster crowed, and He Cheng, who was frightened, hurriedly retreated.

It's a zombie instinct.

Looking closely, there is a red-crowned rooster tied next to the stone at the door, and the rooster and golden rooster are staring at the entrance of the hole independently, with a high momentum.

It seems that as long as a zombie wants to escape, it will definitely not be able to escape its peck!

The same kind in the cave is also very unbearable, stiffened by the rooster's crow, leaning against the inner wall of the cave and motionless, and there is no zombie momentum with teeth and claws.

"I'm no ordinary zombie"

He Cheng raised his arms again, jumping towards the entrance of the cave, the zombie could not resist his fear of the rooster, He Cheng used to be a human, and the fear of the body could not affect his spirit.

Boom! Boom!

The rooster crooked at He Cheng proudly, but He Cheng ignored it.

Jumped with his feet raised.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly noticed that there was movement behind him.

When I turned around, it turned out to be an old acquaintance, Chizuru Daochang!

Level 16 - Black Zombie!

Chizuru Michicho just died, and he actually jumped from level 10 to level 16? And the black zombie is definitely a more advanced existence than the white zombie.

His robed corpse's face showed fear of the rooster's crow, but not to the point where he was too frightened to move.

Looking at his jumping speed, he is far faster than He Cheng, and his body seems to be lighter.

"If I hadn't left in a hurry, how much would I have improved by drinking his blood?"

Ordinary guards are not even real zombies when they die, but the Thousand Crane Dao Elder turned into zombies, but he is even more powerful than He Cheng.

The energy in the body of this bull's nose can be imagined, and it is definitely a great supplement!

"Roar!" Qianhe yelled at He Cheng.

It's zombie talk.

Could it be that the zombie that the Taoist priest turns into has a higher IQ than the average zombie?

The meaning revealed to He Cheng in the words is "come back"

He Cheng couldn't help sneering, it seems that this black zombie really regards himself as a zombie king, just a dozen zombies, and he even wants to fight for one, two, three!

He Cheng, who was about to slip away, turned around and jumped back, a level 16 zombie, how can he quickly turn him into a hostile object, and then kill and upgrade?

It would take experimentation, but to be on the safe side, he would need to test the stiffeners in the cave.

Qianhe was obviously very satisfied with He Cheng's obedience to orders, a white zombie was regarded as a "fierce general" under his command, a tall man among the short, and a white zombie was put into a zombie that was not even an orthodox zombie, which was considered a high force value.

The stiff people's fear of the rooster gradually subsided, and one by one they regained their activity, walking in the cave like zombies.

He Cheng aimed at a stiff head, turned his arms sideways, and drew a semicircle to his head.

Xing Zhuang was suddenly knocked to the ground, and groped his way up again.

Then continue to move as if nothing happened.

Don't zombies with no intelligence hold grudges?

He slapped the stiff head again, and the slap wrapped in rough old skin was like an anvil for striking iron, and the greeting on his face immediately made the stiff fall to the ground.

If both sides can speak, there will definitely be the following conversations.

"Angry?"

"Nope"

After more than a dozen slaps, Xing stiff still ignored it, but his neck couldn't bear the force, which made his head crooked.

The lower ones have no sense of self, and it is not easy for them to become angry.

Since you can't generate anger, let's kill it and see if it can be upgraded.

He Chengyi didn't stop doing it, pinching his stiff neck and exerting force,

Click-

Xing stiff broke his neck, fell to the ground and no longer moved, it is not a real zombie, it will die if it breaks its neck, and the real power to manipulate Xing Zhuang's action is the corpse qi in the body.

Inexperienced......

It seems that only the Red Hostile can improve their experience, so that they can't slaughter their friends at will.

As a player who kills NPCs and assassinates others for entertainment in the game, He Cheng definitely has a lot of backlashes.

Then he did nothing, but when it was dawn, the delicate-looking vixen flew back barefoot with the rooster crowing.

She had two men in her hands, as well as a sheep.

"Grandma, grandma spares her life!"

"I'm old and young, please spare me, Daxian! I'll set up a god seat for you when I go back!" ”

A man was crying, looking at his clothes should be a farmer from a nearby village, his clothes were all tattered patches, and it seemed that life at home was not good.

The other was silent, seemingly ready.

The vixen smiled coquettishly, "You have done a good deed, help me feed these lovely children"

After speaking, he raised his hand and threw the two men in front of the stiffeners, "It's time to eat."

The two big men fell to the ground, and just as they were about to flee into the cave and get away from the banshee, they saw a dozen figures with teeth and claws in the darkness blocking the way.

"Stiff...... Corpse!! ”

The former wolf and the tiger, if you don't die, you can't do it.

This group of zombies was weaker than the two men, and when they saw them, they shrank back in fright.

The white stiff is the most afraid of popularity, only by drinking human blood can he be a little restrained, and when he becomes a black stiff, he will not be afraid of dogs and chickens, although he is also afraid of people, but at least dozens of people must get together, and one or two people can only deliver food.

"It's useless!"

The vixen pursed his lips, raised his hand and threw the sheep over, and the sheep bleated in fright, and fell to the ground trembling.

Caught by the bullies, the stiff people finally came over, opened their fishy mouths, and opened the meat one by one.

A goat, scratched on one side, was sucked on the other hand, and soon only the embarrassed sheepskin and sheep bones were left in place, and a lot of flesh and blood were swallowed.

After being stained with blood, the stiff people who were much tougher were not afraid of the faint popularity emanating from the two people, and slowly moved closer to the past.

The stiffeners moved slowly, but there were two figures who were not slow at all.

It was He Cheng and the black stiff Chizuru.

Human beings are the spirits of all things, and human blood is the most spiritual, and it is also the most attractive to zombies.

The black zombie Chizuru wanted to suck blood, but He Cheng simply saw the first level of the red name and didn't want to miss the opportunity to upgrade.

With a "bang", he jumped in front of a person, and his white-haired corpse face could be faintly seen in the other party's pupils.

"Help, save ...... Life...... Ahh

There is absolutely no way for these two people to escape here, and even if they don't act, they will let the other zombies suck their blood.

"Become my power, help me kill this vixen!"

He Cheng gave the other party a crisp, opened his mouth and bit the man's throat, and the blood poured into his throat like a spring.

"+2 XP"

The experience that ordinary people can provide is less pitiful than that of a guard who has been training all year round, and this time he has discovered something new.

Physique:...... 65%、66%、67%…… 74&

A scarlet progress bar suddenly appeared in front of He Cheng's eyes, almost transparent.

Physique? It seems that as you keep drinking blood, something will be triggered, and the previous killing was too fierce to pay much attention to at all.

The progress bar stopped at 74%, and the person in front of him was running out of blood.

He Cheng put down the bloodthirsty ferocity in his heart, watched the thousand cranes beside him pounce on the man, threw away the corpse in his hand and slammed into it!

The first knife must be his!

Qianhe was knocked out without checking for a while, but He Cheng took this opportunity to open his mouth and bite down.