"What are those out there? Corpse?! ”

Chen Ling sat in the floor-to-ceiling window of her house, looking at the female zombie who had just bitten her man to death outside, and asked Qiu Daoyuan behind her with a frown.

Qiu Daoyuan was the Qiu Daoist who came to "submit" her before.

Qiu Daoyuan stood up, a pair of indifferent heavy eyes looked at the female zombie who bit her man to death in the distance, and was in tears, and pursed her lips, "The corpse transformation has not been completely successful, she still retains the emotions of human beings." ”

"Huh? What's going on? Could it be that this is a living person turning into a zombie? How can it be? You and I are both cultivators, you can't fool me, how can there be a living person who becomes a zombie?! ”

Qiu Daoyuan didn't even give Chen Ling a look, he pinched the trick in his hand, and the peachwood sword he put on the table slashed directly at the heart of the female zombie along the window of Chen Ling's house.

Who knows, the female zombie was attacked like this but did not fall, but stretched out her green and white arm covered with green tendons, and touched the peach wood sword inserted in her chest in a daze, and the gray color in her eyes with tears spread in an instant.

Qiu Daoyuan frowned, and as soon as the seal in his hand changed, he saw a flash of yellow light on the peachwood sword, and the female zombie's hand was cut off along with her forearm.

There was still crimson blood flowing from the fracture, but the female zombie looked around blankly as if she didn't feel pain, obviously looking for Xiaoxiao to sneak up on it.

"This ...... This is not a zombie! Zombie blood is not this color......"

Chen Ling, who has received the orthodox education of immortal cultivators, almost opened her mouth into an "o" word, she has been cultivating immortals for many years, and there are at least eight hundred zombies who died under her hands, not to mention a thousand.

However, at this time, looking at the female zombie who did not find the murderer on the street, and thus wandered aimlessly, Chen Ling felt for the first time that her "seizure" was the saddest disaster in her life.

"What the hell is this place?!"

Chen Ling gripped the long sword she had conjured up a little frantically, as if this was the only way to eliminate the anxiety and instability that was constantly surging in her heart.

Qiu Daoyuan had already taken back his peachwood sword, and at this moment he was frowning and looking at the red, red, yellow, yellow and white pieces on the peachwood sword that could not tell what tissue was in the human body, and he said after a while:

"There's a demonic aura in this house......"

When Chen Ling heard this, her body suddenly teleported to the left, and where she was standing, the nanny and aunt had already staggered to her feet, and for some reason her lips became blood-red, revealing a smile that made her hair stand on end:

"Hello, I'm Yu Yu, I want to make a deal with you, how about it?"

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Mo Xiaoyou closed her eyes and sat calmly in the most luxurious suite of this hotel, and opposite her, there were Hualuo, Xiaozheng, Xiaozhuo, Xiaobump, and Chenchen lying horizontally.

A whole week has passed since they killed the first zombie, and in this week, except for Xiao Mu, who showed signs of corpse transformation as soon as he woke up, and was sent on the road without hesitation by the ink demon Chen Chen, everyone else began to have a fever.

The earliest feverish Hualuo, Xiaozheng and Xiaopimp have not woken up until now. Just three days ago, Chenchen and Ziqiang also fell into a coma with a high fever.

There is still a week left before the two-week convergence agreed with Qin Chaoxin, and Mo Xiaoyou is not in a hurry at all, but what makes her more concerned is, when will she have a fever? Or, you don't have a fever at all?!