Chapter 50: Terrible Little Zombies

Touching the eyes of Diao Tian and Ziling, the little girl suddenly stopped, with a nervous look on her face, she took out a yellow charm out of nowhere, and stuck it on her forehead with a "snap", then stretched her hands forward, put her feet together, and jumped forward with her ankles.

Diao Tian was a little dumbfounded, and said in his heart: What is this guy doing?

Zi Ling swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, and shouted wildly in her heart: Oh my God, that talisman, that is a heaven-level corpse descending talisman, she, she, she, she...... She just stuck to her forehead, even if she wasn't a zombie, she was afraid that the black-robed demon slayer with great soul power would have to be blown up!

Both of them looked at the little girl stupidly.

The little girl jumped for a while, her face was red, she ripped off the corpse descent charm on her forehead with an angry expression, her hands and feet were not as stiff as zombies, and she glared at Diao Tian and Ziling angrily: "What do you see, haven't you ever seen a zombie walking?

Belch......

Diao Tian and Ziling stared at each other, I don't know how to respond, who cares how you walk?

The little girl suddenly covered her mouth again, and then became angry again: "What are you doing, can't zombies talk? I'm a zombie who can walk and talk, what's wrong? What do you see?"

This......

Is it a zombie?

Diao Tian and Ziling's foreheads were dripping cold sweat at the same time.

Zombies, a kind of demon, mutate in one breath for living beings (including people and animals, and even demon exterminators) to form a corpse pill, absorb spiritual power through the corpse pill, and transform into a demon pill, at this time, the corpse has no memory, only the survival instinct remains, but it will beat stiffly, can't speak, and is extremely fierce.

According to legend, when zombies cultivate to the holy level, they can regain their vitality and even restore their original memories.

If this little girl is a zombie, then she is terrifying, she can walk and talk, her skin is pink, her eyes are bright, and she is no different from a human, what does this mean? It means that she is a saint-level zombie!

A super powerhouse who is more than a dozen levels stronger than Zi Ling, a nine-star master, a character who can blow Zi Ling to death in one breath!

"What's the matter, I said I'm a zombie, why are you still staring!" The little girl was anxious, she seemed to care about Diao Tian and Ziling's gaze, and her little face turned red in a hurry: "You guys...... You still see...... Woo, look again, I'll cry to you, woowoo......"

"This ......" Diao Tian's head couldn't turn for a while, the little girl in front of him was really a saint-level zombie......? There's something wrong with my brain. The demonic aura on her body shows that she is very powerful, but she really looks no different from a little girl.

"Little sister, don't cry. Diao Tian couldn't feel the little girl's murderous intent, it was just a little girl who was harmless to humans and animals, especially, this little girl's cry seemed to have a kind of magic power, which could shake people's hearts and make people feel infinite sympathy and pity.

"Hmph, I'll cry, you bully me. ”

"Uh...... Who bullied you. Diao Tian's head was big, and his heart softened the little girl's cry: "Okay, okay, don't cry, you see, we roasted snake meat, you come over and eat it together, it's very fragrant." ”

Ziling was also softened by crying, and said, "Yes, come and eat, don't cry." ”

As she spoke, she walked over and picked up the little girl.

Only then did the little girl stop crying, glanced at the snake meat, and shrugged the tip of her nose: "It seems to be delicious, then okay, I won't cry." ”

Diao Tian frowned, secretly afraid that the little girl's cry had affected his mind and forgot about the danger!

Looking at Ziling again, Diao Tian confirmed what she thought, at this moment Ziling's face turned pale, as if she was scared to the extreme, obviously she also realized that she was infected by crying, and actually went to help the little girl.

It's terrible, if this little girl wants to be a killer, Diao Tian and Ziling have no power to fight back, and even, how to die, they don't know what to do.

Now that it is difficult to ride a tiger, Zi Ling can only take the little girl to the bonfire, Diao Tian is quickly relieved, anyway, it is easy for the little girl to kill them, since she can't resist, then there is no need to be afraid, just treat it with a normal heart.

"Come on, try. Diao Tian pulled the meat to the little girl, and said, "Little sister, what is your name?"

"My name is Leprechaun and I'm a little zombie. ”

The little girl was happily eating meat, and Diao Tian could see the two sharp white fangs that appeared from time to time at the corners of her mouth, and they were indeed zombies!

"Why are you here alone?" Diao Tian asked again, he felt that this little girl was like a little girl about ten years old, not harmless, and her IQ was about ten years old.

The little goblin paused for a moment before saying, "My father always wants me to cultivate, so I sneak out and walk everywhere, and I will come here." ”

"Your father?" How can a zombie have parents? Could it be that this little girl was only ten years old when she died, and she only regained her memory when she became a saint-level zombie, and she had the mind of a ten-year-old little girl, then her parents must not be simple, because a saint-level zombie would take at least a few thousand years, so her parents would be old monsters who had lived for thousands of years.

"Yes, my father, his name is righteous, very powerful. ”

Righteousness?

Haven't heard of it.

Diao Tian looked at Zi Ling, and when he saw that Zi Ling also shook his head, he didn't go to explore, and said, "Then where are you going now?"

This saint-level zombie is not something that Diao Tian and Ziling can afford to provoke, or Pingshui meets and then separates early.

"Me. The little goblin tilted his head and thought: "Keep walking, I'll go to Uncle Kui's place to have a look, Uncle Kui is very good, a lot of food, do you want to go together?"

"We're not going, come, let's eat, we have something to do, we have to go back." ”

Diao Tian and Zi Ling glanced at each other, they had a tacit understanding with each other, and they both wanted to part ways with the little goblin as soon as possible, after all, the little goblin was a saint-level zombie in the eyes of the two, even if the intelligence was still about a ten-year-old girl, but to pinch the two to death was as simple as pinching the ants to death, to put it bluntly, the two had no sense of security.

Suddenly, the little goblin stopped eating, looked into the distance, and wondered, "Someone is coming, it seems to be very powerful." ”

Diao Tian and Zi Ling looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and said secretly: Tonight is really lively.

Here, I saw a person landing silently, this person was dressed in night clothes, carrying a black burden behind him, and his face was also covered with black cloth.

That is the actual killing intent, and this person must have reached the realm of cultivating "soul power", so one look is enough to make Diao Tian and Ziling tremble, both of them are about to cry without tears, inexplicably encountered a little zombie, but it was a saint-level zombie, and inexplicably met a man in black, but it was a man in black who wanted to kill them.

What's wrong with this world?

The two of them tacitly leaned behind the little goblin, it was really feng shui in turn, and the little zombie they were afraid of just now became their life-saving straw in the blink of an eye.

"Count you out of luck. ”

The man in black said in a low voice, stretched out his hand, and a black long sword went straight to Diao Tian and the others.

At this time, a strange thing happened again, a sword blade pierced out of the heart of the man in black's chest, and the man in black turned his head with difficulty: "Shadow ...... Kill ......"

After saying that, he lost his breath.