"I see..."

After learning from Zhou Li's mouth why there were so many zombies in a warehouse, and why they had such resentment, Ying Kite finally understood everything.

She glanced at the dimly lit warehouse, pity and anger in her eyes. Obviously, she can't say that she agrees with Huang Shilang's approach, at least she hates it.

"People will become zombies because there is an unswerving resentment in the chest of people after death, and they will become zombies when they destroy the laws of heaven and earth. Forcibly turning human corpses into zombies is an act that I can't even say about me, and even heavenly justice can't tolerate half of it. ”

Taking a deep breath, the milky silky skin was wrapped in golden filaments, and only the deep cold was left on the girl's beautiful face.

"Turned into a zombie, not into reincarnation, not accepted by the five elements, spurned by heaven and earth, just to end the obsession in my heart and dispel that resentment. But there is no resentment, no obsession, and after turning into a zombie, he will become his eternal slave. ”

The slender jade-like fingers clenched slightly, and after helping Joan of Arc to her feet, Ying Kite slowly walked to the door of the huge warehouse. She stretched out her hand and calmly pushed open the door, looking at the warehouse full of salted fish and canned food, frowning slightly.

Zhou Li woke up suddenly, bit down with a mouthful, and resolutely bit out the blood from his tongue as if he was about to psychic Gui Daozi's corpse, and calmed down.

Be imaged!

In the Huang family's mansion, Huang Shilang trembled and put the teacup on the table, and patted his chest with palpitations. At this time, a tall thin man who looked quite handsome, but was a little uncomfortable to look at, walked up to Huang Shilang and whispered.

"If you can't do it, forget it."

At this time, Ying Kite buried his cheeks in Zhou Li's chest, and his face was already full of redness like a burning cloud.

Zhuge Qing walked to everyone's expressions and said indifferently: "It's good for everyone to gather around me." ”

"I'll go ahead."

"But it can't pierce the Wind Spell."

"Good! Good! ”

She looked at the crowd behind her, pointed to a ground full of wood, and said, "Zombies are imprisoned underneath. ”

Joan of Arc stepped forward, her face still blank as if she were dead. She slowly reached out and pulled open the heavy trapdoor, revealing a passage that led to the underground.

Hearing this, Hu Wan suddenly became excited, but he was a little worried, "Master, what if the things under the warehouse are discovered..."

"Idiot!"

Zhou Li asked Zhuge Qing.

"I'm sorry."

Even if he wasn't prepared to say that he couldn't do it, he wouldn't be able to say anything more.

Tang Wan was stunned for a moment.

After speaking, she collapsed weakly in Zhou Li's arms. Ying Yuan lay on Zhou Li's chest, raised his head, and said softly: "Zhou Li, my soul can't support it for too long, I don't have the strength now, you can hold me a little, okay?" ”

"Dao Chief, can you?"

"You can."

"Huh? Ahh

Zhou Li smiled with relief, "There will always be a way." ”

Shaking his head, Zhuge Qing's expression was very indifferent, but it gave people an indescribable arrogance. With a wave of her hand, the breeze came slowly, firmly protecting everyone's bodies.

Damn, dead chicks, who scream happily on weekdays, are now more zombies than Joan of Arc.

No, you can't bark at dogs.

The amazing wisdom reminds me to solve everything with the power of the earth.

This time, she came in too much of a hurry, or she wanted to see Zhou Li too much, so she was not fully prepared. In fact, if she was willing to wait a little longer and condense her divine soul more thoroughly, she would be able to appear here in full bloom, instead of only having a wisp of divine soul like now, and her strength could hardly be exerted, and she could only rely on leaning over to exert her magical powers.

"Huh? I? “

In this way, under Zhuge Qing's unique method of clearing traps, everyone watched Zhuge Qing wave his hand and fall into the depths of the tunnel.

"Does the Taoist have any research on traps?"

Just when Tang Guan began to study whether the bone water could be mass-produced in a short period of time, Ying Kite, who had been in Zhou Li's arms like a kitten, said softly: "Joan of Arc, it seems that it can." ”

"Master, let's just leave, what about the warehouse?"

Huang Shilang forcibly calmed himself down, coughed twice, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, "This group of people must be coming to the warehouse, either Han Shizhong's people or the Sun family's people, and it's not impossible for Zhao Xin's old thing..."

"If you can't do it..."

Joan of Arc was dumbfounded.

Shaking his head, Zhuge Qing said calmly: "I can't do it." ”

"Below."

Soon, several people followed Ying Kite's instructions to the place where the timber was stacked. Joan of Arc, who had recovered a little, cleared a large chunk of wood in a trance, revealing a trapdoor.

Tang Wan on the side grinned.

Zhou Li felt the warm nephrite fragrance in his arms, and he was as quiet as a primary school student who had been smoked by a copper-headed belt all day at this time. He nodded, obediently holding the winning kite, not even daring to put his hands indiscriminately.

Because I miss you so much, I can't say anything about being paralyzed and powerless!

Zhou Li, who used to like dog barking, was solemn at this time, and he couldn't say a word. Tang Wan on the side followed him with a funny smile, and almost wrote the word mockery on his face. Xu Xuan just buried his head in his paws and didn't dare to speak, while Zhuge Qing...

The photo stone is about to smoke from the film.

"There hasn't been any research."

It's true that I don't know anything about traps, but neither do yours know anything about my defenses.

A slap on Hu Wan's head, Huang Shilang said loudly: "I used six pieces of extraterrestrial meteorite iron to forge in the ground of this warehouse, and Master Fu personally fixed the formation, which is as solid as gold!" They can't get in! ”

Hu Wan smiled flatteringly and withdrew.

So...

Joan of Arc believes 100% of what Ying Kite says, and can even be said to believe unconditionally everything Ying Kite says. In this way, Joan of Arc stood in front of the iron gate, stretched out her hand sluggishly, and leaned against the iron gate.

Ying Kite's eyes narrowed slightly, and the weakness of her body did not mean that she could not use her magical powers, or rather, she could not control the stiffness.

In the depths of the tunnel are several layers of steel doors closed by layers and connected by iron cables. According to Zhou Li's visual inspection, there are at least six layers of heavy steel doors interlocking with each other, and there are also talismans to protect them. If you want to use brute force to demolish it, the difficulty can be imagined.

"Hu Wan, you immediately go to the county magistrate and tell him that monsters and zombies have attacked the warehouse of me, a good citizen of Anshan, with the intention of destroying the friendship between the Huang family and the Sun family. Now this group of people is in my warehouse, I must let Han Shizhong send troops to me and take down this group of fanatics for me! ”

"Warehouse? Warehouse..."

Joan of Arc stared blankly at the six massive gates that had collapsed.

"Dear kite! Why are you here?! ”

At this moment, Joan of Arc finally realized the existence of Ying Kite. (End of chapter)