Night has finally come.

The jade rabbit reclined on the branch.

The breeze rustled through the leaves, and the shadow of the moon hung down over the black-robed man.

The umbrella beside him had already been opened, and the ghost fire was burning beside the broken jade.

The moonlight fell, pouring on the ghost fire and the broken jade, both of which became brighter and more abundant.

"I used to like to stay up late and not sleep, as the old saying goes, if you don't sleep at night and don't wake up during the day"

He Cheng's mouth opened, his mouth pinched human words, but what rolled out of his throat was still the sound of corpses.

He's not homesick, it's just that his mouth fades out of the bird, and he wants to taste something other than human blood.

I used to go to school and climb over the wall to the Internet café, open the game and kill all night, and there was a bowl of instant noodles at hand.

In other words, it hurts to call idle eggs.

Since the coffin was broken, in less than a month, he has bumped into many difficult masters, and he has almost lost his life several times, and he is aggrieved. But I've never had the opportunity to beat up someone, and life as a zombie is boring.

"Squeak!!"

A bat draped in a veil of moon flew towards him from the sky.

He Cheng slapped the bat, smashed the bat to the ground and turned it into a meat sludge, and cut off its way of life.

"It's almost time to go!"

The ghost fire still got into the umbrella, and He Cheng put away the jade pendant and prepared to hurry.

It's not bad to find a place for zombies and ghosts to live, practice leveling for yourself, he is still white and stiff, and the day when white hair becomes black/hair is still far away, when will it be when the long hair will fade?

Hula!!

A swarm of bats, obscuring the sky and the sun, flew overhead.

"Weird!"

Bat harmonic blessing, the ancients loved to please the head.

In fact, this is not a lucky beast, it should be regarded as an evil beast, and bats appear in many foreign horror movies.

Seeing a swarm of bats gathered, a man in a robe stood on the ruins with his back to He Cheng.

Level 20 - Baron.

The name is red in white, and the whole is orange, which means that this guy is not a friend.

In fact, how can you tell by the color of the top of the head? He Cheng looked at the hideous face of the foreign devil, and knew that the person who came was not good.

"Where's Saren!"

Looking at the dilapidated abandoned mansion, with only the walls and pillars not collapsing, the baron roared angrily at He Cheng.

"What do I care about you, Salian!"

He Cheng looked at him with slanted eyes.

Could it be that just disgusted with boredom, this is the delivery of food?

Everyone is a zombie, and dignified Chinese zombies don't need to be afraid of foreign devils!

One Chinese and one Western, one speaks zombie language, one speaks English, and the words are not speculative!

The baron can't fly, and dozens of bats behind his body hang him to the sky, like an eagle hunting for food, smashing down from his heights, murderous.

This Western zombie has been sealed for many years, and he tastes human blood for the first time, coupled with the anger and resentment in his heart, he still has a bit of momentum to break through the army with one claw!

He Cheng jumped sideways and dodged.

The jumping expert is naturally still a domestic zombie, jumping a few feet, reaching the peak when his strength is exhausted, changing into a posture of head and foot, two fists clenched like a winter melon hammer, chiseled through the wind behind the baron, and smashed down, this moment is an offensive and defensive conversion.

It is also incorrect for the baron to be called a Western zombie, agility is his strength, stiffness is not counted, but his body is more agile than a living person.

Also sensitively dodge.

The punch was like a comet digging into the ground, and it crashed through the stone with a bang, leaving a fist mark.

One hit missed, He Cheng was not angry or annoyed.

The idle egg hurts and comes to deliver food, and you must sharpen your fists well!

His heels are like explosives, and once he lands, the earth and rocks will bloom, and insects and ants will scurry.

The more I fight, the happier I become.

"It turns out that I don't just want to live" He didn't know where this belligerent mind came from, but he felt that the depression was swept away, and he felt extremely happy just by swinging his fist.

He Cheng was chasing and killing, but the baron was angry, why was he just pressed and beaten by zombies? The body floated strangely, turned his head and grabbed He Cheng with his claws.

I'm going to fight hard!

The baron saw that He Cheng was far inferior to him, and he might not lose if he was tough.

Both sides are not dodging or dodging, and it is time for the Chinese and Western zombies to fight hard.

He Cheng's fist was chiseled into the baron's face, and the baron's claws were also hooked into his heart.

Both sides were quick to see and touch, and each touched the enemy with their own skills.

It's just that He Cheng's strength is unusual, the fist and bone joints are like a cannon battle lit with fire, crackling and exploding, and the smashed baron's teeth smash into his throat, flying upside down / out a few meters away!

The baron's claws hooked on He Cheng's chest only scratched off a handful of white hair, but when it touched his body, it only left a white mark!

The stiffest white-haired one is white-haired, invulnerable.

He Cheng's body is the most inferior white hair, and breaking the white hair may not be able to hurt him, unless there is the witch's evil method, the nail cover is comparable to a diamond, and a light stroke will pierce his flesh.

Besides, the poke may not be able to win, and the body's ability to recover is not weak.

The baron got up from the ground and shouted at He Cheng, his English was not clear, his broken teeth fell to the ground, and the guys who ate were all chiseled.

Beaten all over the ground looking for teeth, the baron raised his head, his murderous eyes were colliding with He Cheng's gaze, and it seemed that sparks were "crackling" in the air for a while.

The baron's state is not good, the most similar thing about Chinese and Western zombies is that in addition to sucking blood and being afraid of light, there are only two kinds of state divisions, one is that he has been cut off and cannot move, and the other is completely turned into ashes, and there is no such thing as minor injuries and serious injuries.

The half of his head that had sunk into his face recovered little by little.

Chinese zombies don't have this resilience, and they can only be disabled zombies for the rest of their lives with broken legs, and the changes in He Cheng's body are still brought about by the system.

Although the strength of the foreign devil zombie is not good, the recovery ability is indeed a strength.

However, how can He Cheng give him time to recuperate?

"Boom!"

Kick on the ground and blow up a dirt pit.

The enemy who can be beaten, He Cheng has no reason to let him escape.

But he also knew that the baron could fly, and he couldn't stay if he wanted to leave, after all, the baron's rank was much stronger than him, and in this fight, He Cheng could gain the upper hand and take advantage of the toughness of his body, if it was an ordinary white-haired zombie, he would have been torn apart by the baron.

Ordinary black stiffness may not win.

It can hurt and kill.

Since becoming a zombie, this is the first time he has fought seriously, and the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, not to mention that this time it is the lion fighting the evil tiger, and if he doesn't use 200% of his strength, he will be finished.

At this time, He Cheng didn't look like a zombie, his right foot was lunging forward, his fists were clenched, and his shoulders were slightly raised, like pinching two invisible jack hammers!

If there are thousands of troops in front, it seems that one person can be the enemy!

The wind blew suddenly, and the clouds in the sky were like a picture scroll, rolling up.

After a few more seconds,

Like a cloud painting splashed with ink, it unfolded again, and the wind suddenly dissipated.

Teng evil qi, resentment qi, yin qi, corpse qi, came out of He Cheng's nose, like two black dragons wrapped and rolled, spun around his body and got into his empty hand.

The black mist wrapped around his fist, and ordinary people only felt piercing when they saw it.

The baron was like a great enemy, his eyes swayed left and right to look at the black mist in He Cheng's hand, he could feel the crisis.

Corpse gas is the root of zombies, all zombies in the world will bite people with their mouths to suck blood, and resist with their bodies, but no zombie will ever use the corpse qi in their bodies as weapons to attack.

It's not that it won't, it's that it doesn't.

When many Taoists subdue zombies, they like to use a bamboo tube to penetrate the throat of the zombie and release the corpse qi in the body.

When the time comes, whether to pinch or round the zombie depends on the individual's mood.

Zombie corpse qi is like a person spitting out essence blood, not to mention hurting others first!

The cost is huge, and the power is naturally extraordinary.

The back foot exerted force, He Cheng was wrapped in the wind, and his fists were pushed up, his fists were like splashed ink, and two horizontal black strokes were drawn in the air!

The fist rumbled into the face of the Western zombie, the nose inverted into the back of the head, the whole face bone clicked and shattered, and the black blood exploded into the rain all over the sky, splashing all over the ground.

It was like hitting a train head-on, and the Western zombies smashed into the ground, and a dirt pit burst out on the ground, just waiting for He Cheng to kill him.

"Master, what a fierce zombie!"

"Someone!" He Cheng was startled, and when he turned his head, he saw three heads hiding in the dark.

"Level 31 - One Eyebrow Daoist"

"Level 6 - Alfon"

"Level 7 - Ah Hao"

It was Ah Fang who spoke just now.

"The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind?" He Cheng snorted inwardly.

"Oh no, he found us!"