"Very good, let's follow Captain Yilan to Beicheng when the time comes!" Du Fei spoke.

"Huh?"

An Chun reacted almost the same as Yi Lan.

Du Fei didn't explain, he used his fingernails to pick up the hanging flesh from the wound on his chest, turned it over, and covered it back into the wound, the flesh was squeezed, and the blood oozed out from around the wound, his nails hooked flexibly, scraped the blood off, and then put his fingers into his mouth and licked it. Licked.

Burst!

Du Fei spat out a mouthful of bloody spit.

"Yes...... But? ”

An Chun looked at Du Fei's movements and shuddered in his heart, but he didn't do anything that let him die. He suppressed the discomfort in his heart and replied boldly.

"If you don't fight, you will always be just an eighth-level evolutionary, and if you want to be the leader of the Ghost Slayer Regiment, do you think it's possible?" Du Fei flicked his fingers, and the remaining blood on it was burst out, smashing a fist-sized pit on the ground.

"Okay, I'll go, but I have another request, after the victory, the six regiments must jointly support me to sit in the position of the head of the Ghost Slayer Regiment."

"Yes, your request is very good, go to the battlefield and behave well! Don't forget to pray for victory! If you lose, you will have nothing! ”

Du Fei patted An Chun's shoulder, leaving a large bloody handprint on it.

"There's one more thing for you to do, now settle the people gathered here at once, within five miles of the city gate, in any building, but not beyond this distance, understand?"

"Yes!"

"Good!"

"Go ahead!" Du Fei turned around and walked towards the city gate again, his steps were very slow, but the aura on his body grew quickly, gradually entering the tenth level, and then advancing again for a while before stabilizing, in just a few minutes, he was ready for the next round of killing, under the huge city gate, a blood-colored shadow moved slowly. It looks so vivid in the dark.

The Demon Slayer and the Red Pink Ball dispersed separately, driving the crowd into the surrounding buildings, and their movements even seemed a little rough. Lu, but no one dared to say anything. This is the seven regiments, and the people are surprisingly cooperative, and in just an hour, almost all the people at the city gate have left, leaving only the members of the dragoon group guarding the city gate.

The world has finally quieted down. The night spreads its demonic wings, grins its bloody mouth, stretches out its long fangs, and launches a silent attack on the world, victory or defeat is obvious, and the night is always so powerful.

The southern city is ready to go, but in the northern city, Wu Zhen is in trouble, and he is lost.

Wu Zhen has suffered the loss of getting lost, so he is very vigilant every time he goes on the road. He memorized the direction in his head, but Wucheng was too big, and the terrain of Beicheng was very chaotic, so he walked six or seven miles to the north, and finally got lost again.

There was no reference in the sky, and it was so quiet that it felt weird, it was obvious that there was no life around, Wu Zhen's desire to catch a question for directions was frustrated, and he circled around the neighborhood several times. He didn't find anything that would show the way, in fact, his request was simple, just find the north, but he was disappointed.

He couldn't find the north.

In this case. If he rushed, he might deviate even farther from the goal, but Wu Zhen's adventurous spirit was very strong, so he wanted to give it a try, so he chose a random route and rushed straight for a mile. He found that he had never seen anything around him, so this direction was not from the south, he came from the south, and he would definitely be able to recognize what he saw during the day if he looked at it again.

After remembering this direction, Wu Zhenyuan retreated one mile, then another mile, looked around and looked, still hadn't seen it, returned, and chose a route again.

Going around and around, back and forth, Wu Zhen walked seven or eight roads, all of which were environments he had never seen, this was bad, he wanted to find the south, but he still didn't find it, if he could find the south, the north was the opposite route, but he didn't find the south, south, west, and north.

Can't give up!

Wu Zhen slapped the bones on his body with his claws, letting the bones that had deviated from their original position because of the force being too hard to go back, and then continued to run wildly.

The hard work paid off, Wu Zhen walked twenty-nine times, that is, a full twenty-nine miles, and finally found the road suspected of coming from him, he didn't believe that Wucheng would build two identical roads, there was only one possibility, he found the south.

With the south and the north on the other side, Wu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the north and ran wildly.

I don't know how long I ran, the zombie's body is almost exhausted, although the strength is still there, but the fatigue is too heavy, the soul needs to rest, and the bones are similar, if he continues to run like this, even if he finds the aliens, he has no strength to do anything bad.

Wu Zhen lay on the ground, rolled a few laps to the north, and after getting up, the new clothes on his body became crumpled, dirty and messy, and finally didn't look like new, zombies were wearing new clothes, how strange it was! Wu Zhen didn't forget to mess up his body a little.

After thinking about it, it seems that there is no problem on the body, and there are no other aspects, everything is ready, and it is almost mixed into the xenomorph.

The aura of the surrounding aliens became more and more intense, and Wu Zhen felt that he was about to get close to the target, so he pretended to be an ordinary sixth-level zombie and slowed down and ran forward.

Da!

Dada!

The claws fell to the ground and made a loud sound.

Wu Zhen doesn't need to hide it, and he can't hide it, he is just a sixth-level zombie, if the strength he shows does not match the level of sixth, the xenos will definitely find the problem, and they are also very smart.

In front of it is a deep alley, and wisps of alien breath emanate from it, very thick and mixed, and there will be no less alien species inside.

Wu Zhen approached quietly and listened, there was no movement, how could it be?

If there are a lot of xenomorphs, even if you don't fight each other, you can just chat! Oh, except for the zombies, the xenos don't seem to be able to speak, but it's too quiet, what the hell are the xenos doing inside?

Wu Zhen had to get closer, only half a meter away from rushing out of the alley, but the aliens inside were quiet and scary, there was no movement, and Wu Zhen never found anything.

In order not to be discovered by the aliens, Wu Zhen restricts his soul to the extreme, at this time, he is an ordinary sixth-level zombie, he can only hear, can only smell, and can't even see.

Click!

Wu Zhen stepped on a diagonal board, rolled out of the alley, and came to a huge open space, on both sides of the open space, there were a sea of people.

Wu Zhen got up and stood tremblingly, all the aura around him pressed up, scaring him so much that he didn't dare to move, especially a few meters away, there seemed to be an extremely strong zombie standing.

This scene coincided with a previous drama, remembering that last time, Wu Zhen rushed into the duel between the head of the legion and the head of the assassin group, and was beaten half to death.

"Challengers are welcome, huh? It's a level 6 zombie, not bad! Not bad! Hoarse zombie voices came from afar.

Wu Zhen is completely blinded, this time is even worse than last time!

If Wu Zhen knew, the words it said last minute were: 'Challenger, please come out!' I don't want to get out if I am killed.

(To be continued.) )