A twisted trail of dark red blood crept from the doorway of Muhammad's realm to the line where the end of the desert met the sky. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Up close, the trail of sheep intestines that formed it was not only made up of blood, but also some pieces of meat scattered in it, which were dry and disgusting, and emitted a rich, disgusting smell under the scorching sun.

Even, there were some living creatures among the pieces of flesh, which were only the upper body of the zombies, but they were still alive, with their mouths wide open, their two forearms digging through the sand, dragging the exposed internal organs of their bodies, and still struggling to crawl towards the end of the bloodstain.

The calligrapher and painter of this bloodstain is Mu Feng.

When Mu Feng looked at the outer wall of the fortress, his mood was a little complicated, as if his first love had agreed to have a relationship with him, and when he went there, he found that she was in a crippled mood. Isolate.

The outer walls of the fortress, caressed by wind and sand for a long time, and occasionally nourished by rain, gradually formed a thick layer of mud, just like the coat of preserved eggs, which had to be cleaned with a large area of water.

In the apocalypse, water, a resource that can maintain the normal operation of life, has become particularly precious, and the act of washing buildings with a large amount of water is probably only done by the mentally handicapped, the loser, the super territory and Mu Feng.

Mu Feng, who was all over his body, drained his trouser pockets, and only had one hundred and one source crystal coins left, naturally would not go to the nearest transit station, Kaios, and exchange all the source crystal coins on his body into clear water to clean up the fortress, then he would not have a problem with his brain.

Mu Feng began to think, how to be good? God, why don't you give me a big rainstorm? He looked at the sky with pitiful eyes.

Half an hour later......

Bah!

Prayers are lies!

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I finally remembered that a few months ago, when there were still a few people left in the territory, because of the lack of water, people were so thirsty that they began to urinate blood, but they had no money to buy it, so they could only go out to find water, and finally found a new oasis in the west of Muhammad's territory, and came back with some life-saving water. There were five people who went at the time, and when they came back, there were only two and a half left. In the end, they couldn't take it anymore and left.

For these people, Mu Feng didn't hate them, because they were the last few people who stuck to it, especially the half.

"I've got to get the job done." Mu Feng decided to fetch water by himself!

In normal times, he would definitely not dare to go alone with the level of a second-level deviant, but with a fifth-level source weapon, he is like a little baby holding a controllable atomic bomb in his hand.

Sure enough, in the past, Mu Feng used to deal with a frontal attack of three or four low-level zombies at most, but now, just by swiping in the direction of the zombies, Zixiao's short dagger body would shoot out a half-moon arc of light, cutting across anything that stood in front of Mu Feng, not to mention three or four at a time, just kidding, I will do the same if you come to ten.

Zixiao can launch arc light is just a special effect that Mu Feng temporarily discovered, and he named this move the half-moon arc light to cut zombies You death light.

Not only that, but he also found that this fifth-level source device also has a very useful special effect, early warning.

Whenever a zombie came within ten meters of him, the handle would buzz, as if a spirit was roaring in a low voice, and he was impatient to cut off the heads of those zombies.

In the desert, I saw Mu Feng carrying a huge water tank that did not match his body shape at all, the size of this water tank was like a small truck, four or five times larger than Mu Feng's body, and from a distance, I thought it was a water tank monster walking on the ground with two legs.

Mu Feng felt uncomfortable, in the bad environment of exposure, walked for an hour, and was wet with sweat, sunburned, wet, sunburned, the hellish cycle pattern made him miserable.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's coming, it's coming, it's going to work harder!"

Mu Feng wiped the beads of sweat on his head and cheered himself up, suddenly, he felt that the air he inhaled in his lungs felt more cool, and when he raised his eyes, a touch of green was swaying in the burned and distorted air.

"It's here, it's just ahead!"

Mu Feng couldn't help himself with joy, revealing eight big white teeth, and his feet couldn't help but speed up, and he was excited, he suddenly frowned, because he felt the 'Zixiao' pinned to his waist buzzing, and the strong vibration made him enough to touch each other, and the chickens chirped alone, inexplicably comfortable......

Despite all that, he quickly raised his alert, because he knew that the zombies were coming, and it could be in any direction!

Ahhh~!!

Behind him came the roar of zombies.

"Hah, sneak attack from behind?" Mu Feng felt ridiculous.

Listening to the sound and knowing that the zombie was behind him, Mu Feng relaxed, his heart was like water, he took out the dagger unhurriedly, suddenly twisted behind him, and stabbed his arm backwards like a spring bow.

I heard a crisp sound! It was Zixiao's voice.

Zixiao's sharp blade emitted an invisible purple gas, and the sharp blade did not touch the zombie, but the zombie's head was separated from the body, and it flew out dozens of meters away like a leather ball. Black blood erupted from the neck of the headless zombie, and after taking two steps, he fell to the ground.

The blood line was connected again.

Looking at the blood strip behind him, Mu Feng sighed regretfully, another guy who doesn't have long eyes.

Mu Feng glanced at the dagger, carefully pinned him in the scabbard at his waist, adjusted the strap on his shoulder, adjusted it to a more comfortable position, and walked towards the oasis.

As soon as he drove into the oasis, the cool air came to his face, making him feel refreshed, burrowing into every pore of his body, sweeping the heat out, crispy and numb, very comfortable.

Buzzing.

Zixiao began to chirp again.

Mu Feng had already seen the zombies inhabiting the oasis, there were about seven or eight of them. When these zombies heard the movement on Mu Feng's side, they roared like beasts, with a hara in their mouths, and rushed towards Mu Feng's side from seven or eight miles away.

At this moment, for this kind of low-level zombie, Mu Feng has long disdained to kill, kill, insult his identity, and if he doesn't kill it, he can't do it.

Kill? Don't kill. Kill? Don't kill. Kill!!

"Can you ****** be a little challenging, like Nima's retarded mind!" Mu Feng scolded indifferently, in the face of this group of zombies, he didn't move, but put down the water tank on his back first, at this time, he wanted to cut this water tank into eight pieces.

Pulling out the dagger again, Mu Feng shouted: "Arc Zombie, no, Arc is dedicated to slashing you, phew, Arc Shine, you die,, forget, Lao Tzu doesn't need this trick." ”

Seeing the zombies coming, Mu Feng's feet were like the wind, and he shuttled among the zombies at a very fast speed, and every time the purple light flashed in his hand, a zombie's head flew away from his head.

In just a few minutes, stinky blood spilled all over the ground, and these low-level zombies were all lying on the ground, not moving.

Mu Feng glanced at them with contempt for a while, then glanced around the oasis and found that there were no zombies, so he carried the water tank on his back and walked to the water's edge, ready to start the work of receiving water.