Since half a month ago, a red light fell from the sky and fell into the town. A group of zombies of unknown origin followed closely, biting everyone they saw. Some zombies even did not let go of domestic animals such as chickens, ducks, pigs, and dogs.
An unreasonable disaster broke out, like an earthquake, bringing an almost devastating blow to Tengteng Town!
The young and strong young people in the small town fled overnight with anger and fear, leaving nothing behind. Old people, women, and children with inconvenient legs and bodies were buried one after another. Their resentment was in the sky, affecting the Feng Shui fortune and causing drastic changes in the environment of this place.
, the gloomy clouds are miserable, and the evil spirit is surging. Even if you stand outside the town in broad daylight, you can feel the cold atmosphere hundreds of meters away, which makes your spine chill.
Yan Wuya, who claimed to be a scholar from Kunlun and a descendant of Yan Chixia, led four Taoist priests to lie on a wall outside the town. He looked into the distance and saw corpses strewn across the field, piles of bones, and countless mosquitoes and flies buzzing.
, the fierce wind carrying the smell of blood and corpses blew towards our faces, making everyone frown.
"Brother Taoist, the last zombie that can spontaneously kill and cause the world to change color must be a golden armored corpse. With the strength of the five of us, we are just a piece of cake if we rush up to it!" At this time, a man with a goatee appeared.
The thin Taoist turned his head to look at Yan Wuya and whispered.
Yan Wuya looked resolute and upright: "It's clear sky and daylight now. Even if the golden-armored zombie can wake up from hibernation, it may not be able to exert even 50% of its strength, and those zombies with low strength can't help it.
We won’t be besieged by many zombies. Therefore, now is the best time for us to take action. This trip is far less dangerous than you think.”
Goatee breathed out lightly, but his panicked heart did not calm down because of these words: "I understand, but what if?"
"Treading on the Stars"
Yan Wuya shook his head: "We, the monks, are chivalrous and righteous, punishing rape and eradicating evil. We must not look forward or backward, be afraid of moving forward, and protect our lives. Even if something happens, we are just sacrificing our lives for righteousness and dying."
Goatee: "..."
You are noble, you are righteous, you are amazing.
You are willing to sacrifice your life for justice, just die.
If you are so noble, can you please die yourself?
In other words... don't hold us back if you want to die!!
"I suddenly remembered that there is another more important matter that needs to be dealt with right away..." Urged by Yan Wuya's increasingly hot gaze, Goatee said indifferently, turned around and jumped off the wall.
Yan Wuya was startled and subconsciously tried to persuade him to stay, but in the end he just opened his mouth without making a single sound.
Claiming to be righteous does not mean that you are unclear about the situation, and your personality does not mean that you are stupid and dull.
He understands everything and knows exactly what can and cannot be said.
"What about you?" Yan Wuya quietly watched the goatee go away, exhaled a breath, and looked at the other three people.
"After he said that, I also remembered..." The Taoist priest jumped off the wall, lowered his head, and said with a guilty conscience: "Brother Taoist, I still have my mother waiting at home, we must do it before dark.
Rush back."
Yan Wuya said numbly: "I understand, Taoist Priest Hengshou, please give me permission."
Taoist Priest Hengshou glanced at him with complicated eyes, waved and strode away.
"I didn't think of anything important, but it's true that I don't want to take risks." Before Taoist priest Hengshou could walk away, another Taoist jumped off the wall.
Yan Wuya's cheek twitched and he raised his eyes to look at the last comrade: "Xingbai, you are the only one left. Should you leave or stay?"
Sun Xingbai sighed: "Wuya, it's not that I don't want to help you, but I always believe that when encountering a zombie of this level, the first thing we should do is to go back and bring reinforcements. Acting rashly is undoubtedly an egg against a stone. It’s unwise…”
Yan Wuya raised his right hand, lowered his eyes and said, "Go ahead, there's no need to say anything more."
Sun Xingbai looked at him deeply, cupped his fists and said, "Take care."
Yan Wuya was speechless. When all the people around him dispersed, he couldn't help but sigh: "The world is ups and downs, and people's hearts are not the same. When one's selfishness outweighs the heroic spirit and courage, I am afraid that in the future, there will be no right or wrong, or evil or evil. Without the light of the righteous path, there will be no greater prosperity of the righteous path.”
"As long as evil remains, justice will never disappear." At this moment, Qin Yao happened to bring Mi Nianying here and heard the other party's last words clearly.
"Is it you?" A strange look flashed across Yan Wuya's face.
Hearing such positive and uplifting maxims from such a self-destructive evildoer, not only was he not inspired by the advice, he even felt it was inconsistent.
"It's me." Qin Yao chuckled and said, "Mr. Yan, long time no see."
Yan Wuya nodded silently, glanced at Nianying secretly, and said in a dull tone: "You are not here to hunt zombies, are you?"
"Why do you see it?" Qin Yao gradually faded away his smile.
He has never been in the habit of having a warm face but a cold butt.
Yan Wuya pointed at Mi Nianying and said: "I have never seen anyone carrying a gas bottle while fighting zombies. But if there is the slightest accident, she will become the zombie's ration."
"She's not a drag!" Seeing Mi Nianying's embarrassed look and forced smile, Qin Yao slowly narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows.
From Yan Wuya's point of view, there is nothing wrong with thinking like this, but thinking about it, saying this in front of the two of them would be a big problem.
Who do you look down on?
"What do you mean?" Yan Wuya asked in surprise: "You don't really plan to take her to fight zombies, do you?"
"Mr. Yan must be here to hunt zombies, right?" Qin Yao asked.
Yan Wuya said calmly: "I organized a bureau and brought four helpers, but when I saw that there were suspected golden-armored corpses in Tengteng Town, all four helpers left."
"Do you want Mr. Yan to leave too?" Qin Yao asked.
Yan Wuya drew out the long sword behind him, held the handle with both hands, and touched the tip of the sword to the ground. He said with a master's demeanor: "Yan is not the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death."
Qin Yao: "..."
At this moment, he suddenly understood what the other person was lamenting just now. It turned out that the light of righteousness in his eyes was extinguished here!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But the more Qin Yao thought about it, the more something was wrong.
When encountering danger, if I don’t follow you on the adventure, then I’m being unkind??
how……
I have to die in front of you to be considered a hero who sacrifices his life for righteousness?
Suddenly, the difference between the Holy Mother and the Holy Mother bitch pops into my mind...
I’m not going to brag about it, but this upright descendant of Kunlun looks a lot like the legendary Virgin Bitch!
"There's no time to waste." Seeing Qin Yao's expression getting weirder and weirder, Yan Wuya, who was worried about something going wrong, immediately said, "Do you want to act with me?"
"It's okay to act together." Qin Yao said decisively: "Besides, how about adding another bonus?"
"What kind of jackpot?"
"Let's make a bet. Using the zombie fangs as proof, who of us can kill more zombies and is stronger!" Qin Yao pursed his lips and pierced his opponent's eyes with his sharp eyes: "As for the bet,
...I have taken a liking to the magical sword in your hand."
Yan Wuya's hands holding the hilt of the sword tightened slightly, and he said solemnly: "This sword is the inherited treasure of my Kunlun lineage, and it cannot be used for betting!"
"If you're afraid of losing, just say it. You're talking about an inherited treasure!" Unexpectedly, Qin Yao sneered at this, reached into his arms, and took out a copper coin sword that shone with golden light. The golden light flashed as he waved it: "My magic weapon
The sword is not inferior to your magic sword, right? Is it qualified enough to make a bet?"
"Enough is definitely enough, but I still say the same thing, inherited treasures cannot be gambled on." Yan Wuya gently raised the magic sword in his hand and said solemnly.
Qin Yao chuckled: "If you are so afraid of losing, how about I give you three teeth?"
Yan Wuya: "..."
"Are you sure you can win?" After a long silence, Yan Wuya raised his head and looked at the thug in suit who looked like an iron tower in front of him.
"Not sure. But it's the suspense that makes it exciting, isn't it?" Qin Yao reached out and patted his shirt in a graceful manner.
Yan Wuya thought about it again and again, and finally shook his head and said: "Betting is okay, but betting is not. Why not change the bet to a condition. The winner has the right to ask the loser to make an offer that does not violate morality and does not humiliate his heart.
As long as these conditions meet the above two needs, the loser must fully cooperate."
Qin Yao laughed: "I have a question. If I win and ask for your magic sword, is this considered a violation of morality and an insult to your true nature?"
Yan Wuya: "..."
"Why are you so determined to get my magic sword?"
Qin Yao pointed at Mi Nianying and said calmly: "I think this sword is more suitable for her to use."
Yan Wuya: "???"
How could an ordinary mortal be more suitable for holding a royal sword than him?
It is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world.
He didn't understand the logical relationship here, but Mi Nianying, as the person involved, felt deeply.
She could tell that Qin Yao was protecting his shortcomings.
Determined to ask for the magic sword, the response was still the same "squeeze the oil bottle"!
How can a swordsman who loses his sword have the right to accuse others?
"Okay, I promise!" Yan Wuya glanced at Mi Nianying, who was looking at Qin Yao, and suddenly guessed part of the truth. A wave of anger came from the liver and went up to the brain, making his scalp numb and hot.
.
No matter how good-tempered or upright a person is, it is difficult for him to accept that he has become a tool used to gain favor.
"Give me your hand." Qin Yao raised his right hand towards Mi Nianying.
Feeling grateful for his protection just now, Mi Nianying found it difficult to refuse. After a slight pause, she raised her left hand and handed it into his big hand.
Qin Yao took her little boneless hand, led her to the wall, raised his foot and kicked towards the center of the wall.
"boom!"
The soles of the feet filled with true energy were like cannonballs, simply and crudely opening a large hole in the wall. With the large hole as the center, deep cracks spread to all sides at an extremely fast speed.
Yan Wuya, who was sitting on the wall, cursed secretly, quickly jumped off the wall, and climbed into the town. As soon as his feet landed, he saw the wall in front of him suddenly collapsed, and the wind caused by the falling stones swept up the smoke and dust, and was instantly submerged. his body.
Yan Wuya: "..."
"Sorry, I forgot to tell you in advance." Qin Yao pulled Mi Nianying across the rubble and said apologetically.
Yan Wuya wiped his face with his hands and said expressionlessly: "Let's go quickly, we don't have much time left..."
Shortly after.
The three of them came to a dark red two-story building. Looking around, they saw coffins scattered in the hall on the first floor, and strands of corpse aura constantly floated out from the gaps in the coffins. , causing the cold air to accumulate in the hall, like an ice cellar.
"A quantitative change has produced a qualitative change, which is a bit troublesome." Qin Yao stretched out his hand to feel the temperature in the hall, his eyes slightly focused.
"What do you mean?" Mi Nianying asked curiously.
Qin Yao pointed to the coffins and explained: "Under normal circumstances, zombies will not wake up during the day, even in a room without sunlight.
However, the corpse energy in this room was too strong, which invisibly provided innate conditions for the zombies to resurrect, resulting in an abnormal situation.
If we don't go in, they can wake up, but they won't.
But if we go in, it will be like throwing a piece of barbecue into a pack of hungry wolves. Even if they close their eyes, they will smell the aroma and wake up..."
With that said, he let go of the other person's palm and said, "Just stay at the door and wait for me to come back."
Mi Nianying nodded heavily, watching with shining eyes as he strode into the room, smashed the solid coffin with his bare hands, clenched the copper coin sword in his hand with his backhand, aimed at the zombie who suddenly opened his eyes in the dilapidated coffin, and sealed his throat with one sword!
"Peng, Peng, Peng..."
The lids of the coffins exploded one by one, and zombies wearing official robes and flower feathers jumped out of the coffins with their arms raised, killing the two living people in the room.
"Bang bang."
Qin Yao quickly broke off one of the fangs of the zombie in the coffin, turned around and kicked away a zombie that was trying to knock him down, and slapped a zombie on the face that was flying towards him, knocking it down to the ground.
A zombie roared, spitting black mist from its mouth, holding up its dark nails, and stabbed at him like a gun.
"Snapped!"
Qin Yao dodged and knocked the zombie staggering with a big kick. Then, before the opponent fell down, he quickly grabbed the opponent's long hair and pulled it back violently, revealing the zombie's cheeks that were roaring repeatedly.
"Damn, your bad breath really sucks." Qin Yao pulled the zombie's head away, pinched one of the zombie's fangs with his right hand, and forcefully broke off the tooth while the zombie struggled desperately.
Mi Nianying: "..."
Yan Wuya secretly paid attention to this side: "..."
Several zombies who had planned to rush towards Qin Yao suddenly stopped in their tracks when they saw this situation, and actually froze in place.
The people are also good.
Not even zombies.
This was the first time they had seen someone tearing off the fangs of a living zombie with bare hands!
Too cruel.
Too cruel.
This guy is more zombie than a zombie, more monster than a demon, how can he still be considered a human being??
Qin Yao didn't care about anything else, so he put the fang into his pocket and raised his hand to reach for the other fang of the zombie in front of him.
Zombies feel no pain, but their two fangs are the essence of the whole body. That’s why Uncle Jiu said in the movie that zombies without fangs are useless.
At this moment, when his only remaining fang was about to be lost, the zombie was really frightened, whining, as if crying, and all of a sudden blinded Qin Yao...