The sky is covered with dark clouds, like the last twilight after sunset.
Layers of rolling clouds gathered above, as if a storm was coming.
There is no daylight, no sunshine, and the gloom makes people feel a little scary and a little heavy.
The entire world is immersed in black and white pictures!
Such a scene is very depressing. What makes people feel extremely frightened in the depression is the low roar emanating from the city roads!
"Ouch!"
"Roar!"
The low roar emanating from the bottom of the throat, like a zombie-like voice, almost filled the entire town in the early morning.
Countless people gathered on the street, with their bodies hanging down and their hands waving, their legs moving like crabs, twisting and turning.
"These guys seem to have turned into zombies overnight!" Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng came to Han Sanqian's side at this time, looking at the dense crowd on the street, he couldn't help but said in shock.
"Yeah. It seems like they all crawled out of the graveyard." Fu Mang also frowned.
"Look at those guys. Didn't those guys drink with us in the restaurant last night? Why did they suddenly..." Mo Yang recognized a group of people at the front of the crowd.
That was a group of people who had been clamoring to join Han's Three Thousand Mysterious People Alliance in the restaurant before. Because these people were very impatient and scrambled to be the first, Mo Yang had an impression of this group of people.
But who could have imagined that after not seeing each other for a while, when they met again, they would change from the lively and enthusiastic people just now to the walking companions they are now!
"What on earth happened?" Although Bai Xiaosheng woke up and didn't recognize these people, he looked around and saw that the streets all over the city were full of zombies.
The scene is terrifying and jaw-dropping.
This is simply dense!
"Where are the other brothers?" Han Sanqian frowned and asked anxiously.
"Everyone else is fine." Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng said hurriedly.
Everyone else was fine. This made Han Sanqian let out a sigh of relief.
"But it sounds strange. I guess the Feng Shui of this restaurant is good, and everyone in our restaurant is not like the group of people outside." Fu Mang said this. He suddenly felt very puzzled, and at the same time he felt a little lucky.
"How can a restaurant have good feng shui? I see, it's obvious that the alliance leader is here. The remaining power of the alliance leader is naturally invincible. Those bad guys don't dare to come close and make trouble here. Don't count your merits for nothing."
Some people are obviously relying on the protection of the alliance leader." Shiyu said dissatisfied.
As soon as this statement came out, many people immediately agreed.
"That's right. This matter is entirely due to our alliance leader. With him here, who dares to make a mistake!"
"Now when we talk about the name Han Sanqian, as long as he has traveled through the world, no one disrespects him, and the same goes for demons and ghosts."
"Now is not the time to talk about this. I don't need you to flatter me." Han Sanqian's face was cold, and he frowned.
Taking a slight step back to the bed, Han Sanqian was thoughtful.
Obviously, this is not a problem of good Feng Shui, nor is it a problem of Han Sanqianwei, but the barrier he set up for the restaurant last night should have worked.
Otherwise, most of the people in the restaurant would probably be similar to the people outside.
Is it possible that everything in the city was caused by the Buddha's message last night?
Night Demon told himself not to listen to those Buddhist messages before he died. Now it seems that he really didn't lie to himself!?
This seems...it really seems to be the only reasonable explanation.
Damn it, what on earth are these demonic monks doing?
"Three thousand, what should we do now? There are zombies everywhere outside. We are surrounded by water."
Following Jianghu Baixiaosheng's urging, a huge banging sound came from the door downstairs. Obviously, these zombies started to attack the restaurant.
These heavy beating sounds were like hammering on everyone's heart, both heavy and thick!
"Damn it, how about I take a few brothers out and fight with them?" Fu Mang said angrily.
"Yes. Leader, why don't we take some people to fight our way out? You can take some people and leave here quickly."
"It is better to kill a few people than to kill a group of people. Besides, as long as you are still here, leader, we still have a chance! Go with them!"
Fu Mang's words resonated with many people. Anyone who has followed Han Sanqian to this day has not experienced all kinds of life and death. Naturally, everyone has already regarded life and death very lightly.
But to Han Sanqian, they were the only ones left. They were also good brothers who had been through life and death. How could Han Sanqian let them sacrifice in vain?
"Don't worry, it's me who wants to kill the blood. Otherwise, what do you want me as the leader of the alliance to do?" After Han Sanqian finished speaking, he looked around everyone and said in a cold voice: "Listen to me clearly. Without my order, who can
No one is allowed to act rashly."
"Fu Mang!"
"exist!"
"Take some brothers and barricade the door so no one can come in."
"yes!"
"Mo Yang, take the others with you and seal the windows and other things."
"Three thousand, you don't want to..."
"I'll go out and take a look." Han Sanqian nodded.
This answer was obviously expected by Mo Yang. Just like the center of the earth, as the leader of this group of people, he always likes to take risks.
There is not so much peace and beauty in this world. It's just that there are people who are trying to make the journey, and Han Sanqian is this pioneer.
"Don't worry. Apart from you, not even a fly can fly in."
Han Sanqian nodded. He glanced at everyone, turned around and flew out of the window.
The group of people in the restaurant only felt a ray of light and shadow passing by. The next second, a ray of light suddenly rushed across the street, as if someone suddenly drew a watercolor pen on a black and white painting. It was full of brilliance and excitement.
brush!
Roar!
The whole street was originally densely packed with a large number of gray zombies, but they instantly dispersed from the middle, and even the ground seemed to be glowing with mottled fire!
brush!
This golden light broke through the crowd and flew all the way towards the city gate.
Almost at the same time, the transparent barrier above the entire city trembled slightly as Han Sanqian sprinted.
Even though Wan Zhi's eyes suddenly turned blood red and he roared angrily because of Han Sanqian's appearance, to Han Sanqian, they were just ants.
Soon, Han Sanqian stopped in the direction of the city wall, and then jumped into the air, his eyes slightly locked, as if he was looking for something.
And below him, tens of thousands of corpses gathered, wah-wah, baring their teeth and claws, opening their blood-filled mouths, and roaring crazily at Han Sanqian in the sky.
