Hmmm——!!!

The two of them had goosebumps at the same time, and the cold sweat instantly wet the clothes on their backs.

"This is not a person!"

If you can't kill it, how can it be a human being.

"It hurts to death, it hurts more than the thunder" He Cheng complained, just like that, an embroidered spring knife was inserted in his chest, and he staggered up from the ground.

The freshly washed body was stained with black blood again.

Half-human, half-corpse, it seems that it has both characteristics, but it is actually very fragile, without the invulnerability of zombies, infinite strength, and at the same time has the five senses of humans.

He Cheng grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands and dragged it out.

Puff sneering –

Black blood splattered outwards and splashed all over the ground, and the ground was severely corroded as if it had been poured with poison.

And he didn't notice at all what a strong mental impact his actions had on the two viewers.

"Run!"

The fat man shouted at the top of his voice, turned his head and ran away on two legs.

"Wait for me!" The third child is better than the fat man, and he easily caught up with the fat man.

"It's really evil, and there are really dirty things in the world?" The fat man gasped for breath and was about to run out of the woods.

"Who knows" The third child felt a dry itch in his throat, scratched the umbrella from the outside, grabbed a sticky piece, and threw it on the ground casually, not caring about it.

The itching still doesn't relieve.

"Do you want to tell the altar master about this, there are such monsters around us!" The fat man turned his head, but found that there was no trace of the third child beside him.

It turned out that the third child was squatting on the ground and vomiting.

"Run, that thing is catching up!" In the distance, He Cheng grabbed the embroidered spring knife, and the speed of shaking and running was not slow, and the fat man anxiously urged.

The fat man lowered his head and dragged the third child: "I told you not to drink secretly, I can't lose my life if I am punished by the altar master for drinking and delaying, if I am ......"

The third man raised his head violently, and the fat man's words choked in his throat.

At this time, the third child's throat was completely ulcerated, and a meat tube was stabbed outward, and the meat on his neck was torn off by the third child himself.

The third child, who was so seriously injured, was not dead, and his eyes were red and staring at the fat man.

"The third child!"

The fat man took two steps back, and looked at the third child who was squatting on the ground with a "snoring, purring" sound in his throat warily.

"The third child!" He shouted again, but unfortunately the third child's eyes were still staring at him.

Run!

The fat man didn't know why, but he only knew that the third child had now become some kind of monster, and it must have something to do with the undead boy he met by the river.

He must immediately rush back to inform the altar owner and leave this hellish place overnight!

The third child is like an ape, stretching out his hand, jumping lightly, jumping a foot away, and approaching the fat man's back, lying on the fat man's back like a blood-sucking leech, opening his mouth and biting.

Goo Dong ~ Goo Dong ~ Goo Dong ~

swallowed the blood in a big gulp, but the blood leaked out of the throat that the third child had already scratched, completely wetting the two of them, and the third child still didn't realize it.

He Cheng finally caught up.

The wound that had been pierced through the chest had almost healed and was no longer bleeding.

"Sure enough, even if the martial arts people turn into zombies, they are stronger than ordinary people, but it's a pity that they can't turn the immortals into zombies.

These are just his whims, after all, each zombie has a different evolutionary trajectory.

Logically speaking, by the time it comes to flying stiffness, it is already the apex of a zombie, and the drought has actually gone beyond the category of zombies.

The embroidered spring knife limped on the ground, and after cutting off two handfuls of withered yellow weeds, it was hidden behind him by He Cheng.

After absorbing He Cheng's corpse qi, the third child, who had already turned into a zombie, slowly got up, covered in bright red blood.

He leaned in front of He Cheng and sniffed lightly: "Roar!" ”

"I just turned into a zombie, and I know how to talk about zombies!"

Although the third child is still stiff, as long as he absorbs enough yin qi or blood, he will inevitably rise to black stiffness!

"Take me, go, suck blood," the third child commanded He Cheng in a short and clumsy zombie voice.

Zombies have an intuitive concept of hierarchy, and the iron rule of high-level control and low-level is natural.

The third child regarded He Cheng, who was half human and half corpse, as a kind.

"Follow me" He Cheng responded with a zombie word, holding the knife and turning around.

At this moment, he bent down suddenly, raised his knife and cut diagonally backwards, and the blade decisively slashed through the neck of the third child!

Bone Lulu~

The fragile neck couldn't withstand one and was cut off, and the third child's head fell to the ground.

"You'd better sleep all the time!"

He Cheng held the embroidered spring knife high and raised it to the top of his head.

Click, the fat man who had just been bitten through his throat was also neatly cut off his head.

He can't turn into a zombie for the time being, at least after the power and safety are guaranteed, controlling the zombies may be a good way, but the problem is in the zombie society, where the strong are respected.

Half-human, half-corpse, trying to control a group of zombies, it's impossible.

On the contrary, high-level zombies control low-level zombies, and let the zombies jump into the sea of fire in a word, and there will be no zombies hesitating.

So He Cheng simply cut off the fat man's head, so as not to raise a living ancestor for himself.

Bang Bang –

He Cheng glanced at the open teeth on the blade again, frowned and threw them away.

He stopped lying on the corpse and simply turned away.

Although there is a weapon that can bring a lot of help, Jinyiwei is still too ostentatious.

In the second half of the night, the moon hid in the clouds and did not show its head, and the night road was dark.

After walking in the woods for an unknown distance, the fire in the distance attracted He Cheng's attention.

If there is fire, it is a living person!

He Cheng slowed down his pace and slowly leaned over.

……

Crackling~

In the fire, firewood crackled, and a group of people gathered around the fire.

Seven or eight people, four palanquin bearers, another one playing gongs and drums, carrying the bride price, a bride with red makeup, and a maid.

The sedan chair carried by four people fell on the side of the road.

When it was night, I should have rested on the side of the road and prepared to leave at dawn.

"Altar master, the third brother and Angkor have been going for a long time, why haven't they come back yet?"

The palanquin man who took the branch and roasted it with a pigeon turned around and asked.

"Them?" It was the bride who was called the owner of the altar, and she had a lot of disdain on her face: "I won't be able to come back tonight." ”

"Why?"

"Stupid!" The maid on the side stretched out her hand and knocked the sedan chair man with a chestnut.

"The third child is a demon in the color, Wu Fatzi wants to be a flower thief, he has a thief heart but no thief ability, what can two people do when they go out together?"

"Oh" The palanquin man rubbed his head, whether he understood it or not, it hurt and tasted pain, so he didn't dare to ask more.

"Altar master, this trip is over, can you rest for a few days?" The maid approached the bride, who was called the altar owner, and asked.

"Blue Phoenix, miss a man again? You're stupid, you've never succeeded in finding a man, so I think it's better to stay by my side for the rest of your life. ”

"Huh? Altar Master! I've had such a wish all my life, how can I be widowed? The maid stomped anxiously.

"Who!"

The bride turned her head violently and grabbed the red belt around her waist and tugged at it.

With a flick of the wrist back, the "pop" brought a gust of wind, and the red cloth wrapped outside exploded, falling like blood-red goose feather snow falling from the sky, and the weapon in the bride's hand also revealed the true face of Lushan, which was a cowhide long whip.

The others, even though they didn't see their target, stood up with their weapons in their hands and stood guard.

Obviously, this is not a group of relatives to send off, but just borrowed the skin to make things easier.

"Come out! I've seen you! The bride looked at a tree with a sinister look, and the others turned their heads to look behind the tree.

"Alas"

He Cheng shook his head and sighed, and obediently walked out from behind the tree.

The moment he saw the bride, he didn't want to be involved with them, but he didn't expect it, and he still didn't hide it.