Isn't the little eyeballs that are rolling around the nominal nephew of He Cheng's corpse?

"Tsk!"

The little prince spread out his hands to stop He Cheng, jumping up and down in a hurry.

"Roar!"

was blocked in his way, and He Cheng looked quite annoyed.

……

"Master, are you alright?"

Ah Hao raised his eyebrows, and looked at the scene in front of him with some surprise, the little zombie that his master picked up some time ago was able to stop the white-haired zombie that beat the master into a hunched shrimp?

"It's okay, you can rest assured, he's his own person"

"Your own people?"

Ah Hao scratched his head in distress, how can people and zombies be their own people?

"Is this big zombie the imp's family?"

"It's his uncle!"

Yimei Dao people are familiar with ghost talk, zombie talk, from the conversation between one big and one small zombies just now, I understand a lot of meaning.

The two uncles and nephews were just turned into zombies some time ago, and what's even more strange is that they still retain human consciousness.

There is someone's consciousness, and there are Western zombies in front of them, and Yimei Daoist put away his offensive, of course, he didn't completely let down his guard.

……

He Cheng looked down at the little prince who stopped his attack, the official robe, followed by a money sword.

There is a spiritual light hanging on the sword, and it is a magic weapon that has opened the light.

After seeing He Cheng, this sword began to sway, ready to stab him!

Looking at the eyebrows supported by the two apprentices, the Taoist was rubbing his belly, his face was blue and painful, but his fist was bursting with green tendons, which was powerful, proving that the qi and blood were smooth and did not hurt the roots.

If you fight again, it is difficult to guarantee that there is a killer feature for Yimei, and it is impossible for a level 30 master to be beaten by him as a zombie of more than ten levels.

"Imp ......"

He Cheng didn't rush to kill Yimei, but was stopped by the little prince along this identity.

Since the Yimei Daoist can accept the little prince, there is no need to kill the big prince himself.

The little zombie he took in proves that Yimei is not the kind of monk like Uncle Jiu who desperately wants to keep the right and ward off evil.

Some discussed.

Fighting with Western zombies and Yimei Dao people successively took most of the night.

It's about to be the fourth watch, and the east is slightly bright.

If the eyebrows hold up until dawn, He Chengyi's strength will be greatly reduced, and the identities of the two sides will be reversed, even if they escape, they will be chased and killed.

The main reason is that the red glow on the top of the eyebrows has faded, leaving only a trace of vigilance, indicating that the two sides are not endless.

"You can't kill zombies when you meet them, interesting Taoist!"

He Cheng met people along the way, and after knowing that he was a zombie, he longed for a thunderbolt to fall and kill him.

It is indeed not easy for an eyebrow to suppress the hatred and murderous intent in his heart.

Roughly asked the little prince about his experience.

It turned out that after that night, the little prince rolled down the road pothole, fell asleep in the graveyard during the day, and hurried at night, and it took four or five days to regain consciousness.

happened to meet a man who went out to clean up the monsters.

The little prince's humanized action and demeanor attracted the attention of a single eyebrow, so a single eyebrow did not let the little prince's soul fly away but raised him by his side, every day sheep blood, tomatoes, but also red.

"Thank you for taking care of him"

He Cheng retracted his fist and roared at Yimei.

"Master!"

"Master, be careful!"

The two apprentices saw the zombie open their mouths and roared, shouting "Master be careful", but they pushed Yimei forward, and the two hid behind Yimei.

"He's thanking us."

Seeing that the two apprentices had lost their lives in front of the zombies, they snorted with an eyebrow.

The black clouds dispersed overhead, and the moonlight fell.

"Hao!"

Immediately following a shout, Ah Hao turned over and took off his clothes and put them on the little prince's head, preventing him from absorbing the moonlight.

Yimei also opened his mouth to explain: "You don't want him to touch the moonlight and suck human blood like you, right?" ”

Yimei can give up hostility, in addition to the fact that the two sides are indistinguishable at this time, he has two oil bottles, and the two apprentices will definitely not survive if they fight.

Looking at He Cheng's ability to talk, it is best that the current situation can be alleviated.

He Cheng said in zombie words, "Let's talk"

Sucking human blood is a zombie, He Cheng doesn't have a backer like a Daoist, it's not safe day and night, everyone wants to kill him, he doesn't suck human blood, it's better to jump into the sun at dawn and be burned to ashes.

"Master......"

Ah Hao didn't understand, but saw that his master's face was solemn.

Despite confirming the identity of his uncle and nephew, the zombie still can't believe it.

If you are not of my race, can your heart be sincere?

"Good! You talk all night, and tomorrow we will go into the mountains to pick him up."

"Roar!"

He Cheng picked up the little prince and jumped to the abandoned mansion.

“……”

……

"Master, how can you let the zombie leave with the imp, what if he learns badly with the zombie?"

He Cheng didn't dare to breathe when he was there, and when He Cheng left, Ah Fang came to be majestic.

An eyebrow glanced at him: "Can you stop him?" ”

Thinking of the zombie bravery, Ah Hao Ah Fang shook his head again and again, their chests still hurt!

Ah Fang still couldn't change his broken mouth, and read two more sentences:

"I didn't bring a guy today, otherwise I would have cleaned him up a long time ago!"

"Can you beat me with a guy?"

Faced with a sneer, Ah Fang completely shut his mouth.

He carried the treasure of Maoshan to subdue demons, and his ability to eliminate demons may not be able to catch up with the first eyebrow Taoist, but the Yimei Taoist suffered defeat in the hands of the zombie.

"But this zombie should be stationed on the frontier before he was born, and being a corpse after death is also a strong martial artist, if I didn't guess that he had such martial arts, I wouldn't have suffered a secret loss!"

With a sigh, who would have thought that the zombie body was not stiff? And the combat skills are still above his own living person, and whoever comes will be slaughtered!

"Master, master, what did that guy say in the end?"

Ah Hao interjected, easing the deadlock.

Yimei snorted, rubbed his belly and said: "Let's be careful of that Western zombie, Western zombies are not afraid of Taoism, and if they can't beat him, they can get to him."

"We can't beat it, do we really need to let the zombies help?"

"How is that possible! We are the ones who kill zombies, how can there be a reason to ask zombies for help! Ah Hao Ah Fang, prepare rune paper, ink fountain line, black dog blood, chicken head, and eggs tomorrow, and we will kill this foreign devil zombie! ”

"Yes, master!"

A frown looked back at the zombie figure smashed the wall, and walked into the abandoned house with the little zombie, and the trace disappeared completely, and there was reluctance in my heart.

He raised the little zombie as his own son.

"But beg for nothing, alas, let's go......"

The three of them helped each other down the hill.

……

Crashing through the broken wall and entering under the tiles of the moonlight, He Chengcai untied the black cloth covering the little prince.

Although the two sides are related in physical blood, both of them are dead.

As the saying goes, when people die, they are not uncles and nephews.

The little prince ignored those, and pretended to be sophisticated when he lost his life after becoming a zombie, screaming and scurrying around, thinking that zombies would not harm zombies.

For a while, he opened He Cheng's paper umbrella and jumped up and down chasing the ghost fire, and for a while he searched for his yellow cloth bag.

"Tsk!"

He jumped in front of He Cheng with the broken jade.

"Do you know what this thing is for?"

He Cheng asked casually, but he didn't expect the little prince to really nod.