I'm going to go, do you want to chase so hard? I didn't jump into the river with your child in my arms, as for it?

My face changed dramatically, and I glanced at the flying stiffness, which was several steps in one step. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Just this floor leads to the second floor such a short staircase, how many steps is enough for it?

On the spot, I grabbed a handful of glutinous rice from my pocket and threw it at the dried corpse that was gathered around the fat man and pulled the fat man's robe, but was bounced open. Grains of glutinous rice were scattered and smashed on the dried corpses. In an instant, puffs of thick green smoke came out of the corpse, and while making a ghost crying wolf howl, he retreated again and again.

In comparison, the lethality of the glutinous rice I spilled on the dried corpse is much stronger than the lethality of the hair stiff. Then I didn't hesitate, an arrow step forward and pulled the fat man's wrist, no matter what his reaction was, he pulled and ran. The posture almost dragged him away.

Poof!

However, just as I was leaving, there was a sudden noise behind me, and I looked back, almost scaring my soul out. I saw the flying stiff standing in the position in front of me, stretching his arms straight, twisting his withered, hideous, hairy head, identifying my direction, and stepping out and flying towards me.

I stared, grabbed another handful of glutinous rice, and threw it towards the flying stiff. Although I know that glutinous rice has no effect on flying stiffness, I don't ask for so much, I only need to block it for a while.

Then I used glutinous rice to drive away the dried corpses that stood in front of me and the fat man, and pulled the fat man to the side of the statue of King Jizo. Looking around, the dried corpses that were hit by glutinous rice retreated, and the dried corpses that were not hit by glutinous rice surrounded me one after another. In addition, the second floor also came to the first floor, and behind the dried corpse, they also came in our direction.

"God... God forbid, we can't go. You have to think of a way, I don't want to die here. Died at the hands of zombies, that death was too miserable. It's better to kill yourself. The fat man's voice trembled, and with great frustration, he wailed.

I rolled my eyes, looked at the Jizo King statue again, and a charm appeared. Before typing, he looked back at the fat man seriously and said, "Well, I think so too, in order to avoid you being divided by a group of corpses, you should kill yourself!" ”

"Ahh Isn't there a saying that it is better to die than to live? I believe you! This heavy task of eliminating demons and defending the way will be entrusted to you, and you must not disappoint the expectations of the party and the people..."

I looked at the fat man's thick face and couldn't penetrate the sniper rifle, and I was speechless. This girl, she has simply taken the comic to the limit, and even the party and the people have pulled it out, do you dare to pull it out a little?

I shook my head, and when I looked up, I saw that the group of dried corpses was less than a meter away from me, and I was about to pounce in front of me. I felt the fat man trembling as he pulled my robe, and I couldn't help but smile coldly, chanting the incantation silently, flicking my fingers, and the purple talisman in my palm turned into a ray of light and headed towards the statue of the King of Jizo.

In the blink of an eye, the purple talisman happened to be attached to the center of the statue's eyebrows, and a touch of purple light appeared. In an instant, the statue of King Jizo shone with a golden light. At the moment when the golden light appeared, I grabbed the fat man and shouted, "Go...", and when the sound fell, we slammed out of the tattered wooden window and rolled to the ground.

It's still raining heavily outside, so we naturally become soup chickens, but we have become soup chickens more times, so we don't care about this time. Then I rolled over one by one, and the fat man also wailed again and again, and counted me down one by one.

However, when he got up and raised his eyes, he saw the group of dried corpses in the temple shrouded in the golden light of the statue of the king of Jizo, and they didn't even have time to make a wail, one by one they disappeared as if they were evaporated, and even the flying stiff hair stiff and so on, all of them wailed again and again, and the golden light shone on them, as if under the sun of dog days, puffs of green smoke came out.

", God bless, this is such a fork of the magic horse spell?" After a moment, the fat man came to his senses, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, turned his head to look at me, and said with wide eyes.

I waved my hand very pretendedly: "Is this a god horse?" Dude, I have a lot of means, and I want to clean up these zombies, so I just wave my hand. It's not a problem at all! ”

This time the fat man was dumb again, obviously feeling that I must be pretending to be x and putting gold on my face. But I can't find a rebuttal, the facts are in front of me, those zombies, not to mention the stiffness, are all trapped, and they are struggling with a ghost crying wolf howl. There is no room for disbelief.

In fact, I had been beating the drum in my heart before, and I didn't dare to guarantee that with the help of the Jizo King's mana, I would be able to trap so many Mao Zombies, and even fly zombies. It wasn't until the golden light of the Jizo King God really trapped them and refined them that he couldn't put his mind at ease.

Then we came to the gate and stood and looked inside in its entirety. The group of dried corpses in the temple was empty, only Mao Zhuang and Fei Zhuang were still struggling. However, from Mao Zhuang's wailing, it became smaller and smaller, and it could be seen that Mao Zombie couldn't last long. It's just that the flying stiffness seems to be full of energy, not much damage, and can continue to persevere.

I looked at it and couldn't help frowning, among this group of zombies, the biggest danger is naturally three flying zombies. Although I sometimes wonder how this Lanruo Temple has been built so far, but in just a few hundred years, how can so many stiffeners be born, and even flying stiffs. After all, under normal circumstances, for hundreds of years, at most a few stiffness is considered good.

But since I entered the forest, this Lanruo Temple has always been strange inside and out. It's really puzzling.

After another quarter of an hour, the stiffness in the temple could no longer be carried and fell to the ground one by one, and the corpse gas on his body turned into wisps of green smoke and came out. He was also illuminated by the golden light of the statue of the king of Jizo. But Fei Stiff still did not show any signs of serious injuries and was still holding on.

However, judging from the golden light of the statue of King Jizo, I already showed fatigue. It means that the mana of the Jizo King that he borrowed is about to disappear. After all, the mana borrowed from the purple talisman is limited, and it is impossible to use it all the time. If you can't kill the three flying zombies before the mana of the Jizo King disappears, then you will have to spend a lot of hands and feet, trouble!

No, we have to find a way!

All kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind, and finally I thought of a way, looked back at the fat man and said, "Fat man, I will teach you a spell that can ward off evil spirits and even destroy zombies, and it is very simple, do you want to learn it?" ”

"Really? Can you really destroy zombies? The fat man became interested for a moment, and stared at me with puffed eyes, for fear that I would fool him. But am I that kind of person? Preaching is definitely teaching.

After receiving my affirmative answer, the fat man shouted that he wanted to learn, and he also acted that if I didn't teach him, he would not be a brother.

After I shook my head, I stared at Fei Zombie again, showing the sword finger in one hand, and holding the Seven Stars Moon Sword in the other hand at Fei Zhuang, and turned back to the fat man and said, "Follow me to learn." ”

The fat man looked at me strangely, confused, but he also learned from me, holding a peachwood sword in his hand and pointing at Fei Stiff. After correcting his wrong posture, I reverently recited to Mao Zhuang: "Hum, well, what, ah, Mi, huh!" ”

As he spoke, every time he pronounced a word, there was a swastika containing great power, which came out of his mouth and floated towards the flying stiffness.