Hee hee hee - the woman's laughter was hoarse and unpleasant, like the sound it made when she repeatedly scratched the glass with a blunt instrument. The water curtain of the waterfall could not completely block the penetrating power of the laughter. Zhang was still shocked by Zhang standing at the entrance of the cave.
Evil listened clearly and understood, and he quickly recognized that the owner of the laughter was a zombie. Only zombies with wooden vocal cords can emit such weird laughter.
Zhang Zhen gritted his teeth, grabbed a rock from the entrance of the cave with his backhand, and squeezed it hard, click! The hard rock turned into dozens of irregular gravels. He raised his hand with one hand, and the gravels in his palms were broken.
The sharp sound was shot in the direction of the sound. He had already suffered a loss once and would never rush out to fight the zombies rashly. A handful of gravel was enough to shut up the zombie of unknown origin.
Sure enough, the strange laughter shot out by the gravel suddenly stopped. Zhang Zhen smiled coldly and turned to look at the collapsed cave. The flesh on his cheeks trembled slightly. He didn't know when the two semi-sacred warriors from the Hu family were
Only then can he crawl out, but he is definitely not dead. If a semi-sacred warrior is crushed to death by a few big rocks, it will be an unprecedented joke. However, if these two do not come out, Sect Leader Zhang will not leave easily.
, the two semi-holy warriors are still of great use value.
Some people say that the relationship of mutual utilization is the most stable relationship between people, which can fully balance each other's values. People who have utilization value tend to get more, and people who have no utilization value are often easily abandoned and forgotten.
Zhang Zhen'e is willing to wait for the two semi-holy warriors of the Hu family to climb out of the collapsed cave, because they are still valuable, and he will not give up such valuable allies.
Beep--Zhang Zhen'e made two soft sounds from his chest. It was someone contacting him with the transmission note. He reached out and took out a transmission note from his robe and shook it gently. He muttered something. After about two minutes, he
Only then did he put the talisman back on the lapel of his robe, and the expression on his face instantly became gloomy.
Just now, Ruji was reporting some situations to Sect Master Zhang, and there was also an incident that made the Sect Master’s back teeth itch. That was that the Taoist nun who was usually reserved for him and the old guy named Hu went to the Sandie Waterfall.
Linzi, as for what he did, Ruji turned around and said something. When they walked out of the forest, both of them were holding up their pants.
Zhang Zhen'e is a suspicious, possessive but extremely possessive person. In the Dragon and Tiger Sect, he is the earth emperor. Several Taoist nuns in the sect are his exclusive playthings. Even if he doesn't use them himself, he will never allow other disciples to get involved with these nuns.
Two of them are his favorites, but unfortunately one of them died in the bombing not long ago. The remaining one is called Miaodao, and he is a charming beauty. However, two days ago, he heard Ruji report that he saw Miaodao and
The old guy Hu Shuo came very close. He originally wanted to find a time to interrogate him, but he encountered a series of unexpected events. He didn't expect that this damn woman would dare to play tricks behind his back in such an emergency.
"Women deserve to die! Anyone named Hu deserves to die! And Ru Ji, even if he knows my secret, I can't let him live..." Zhang Zhen'e gritted his teeth and listed several names of those who deserved to die, but he knew that he couldn't do anything yet.
Not to mention that the Longhu Sect does not have the strength to directly conflict with the Hu family, even killing Miaodao and Ruji would be a big loss to the Longhu Sect with its disciples declining.
Words of murder can only be said with the mouth, and the overwhelming hatred can only be temporarily buried in the heart. For Zhang Zhenye, who was once the overlord of the party, this is like a thorn in his back, which will definitely make it difficult for him to stay in the dormitory.
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Cackling - Another burst of zombie laughter came from the opposite side. This time the sound was rough and hoarse, as if several zombies were laughing at the same time. They were obviously making this kind of strange laughter deliberately under control.
"Hahaha! Are you a bunch of idiots trying to lure me over to use zombie bombs again? I won't be easily fooled!" Zhang Zhen'e raised his head and let out a burst of laughter. He picked up a stone from the rock wall with his backhand and crushed it.
Follow the sound and shoot away.
Swish, swish - the gravel was shot in the direction of the laughter like a discharged bullet. The weird zombie laughter stopped again, and started laughing again within two seconds. Zhang Zhen was suspicious by nature.
Even if he is already a semi-sacred warrior, he will not change. He knows that using gravel is no longer useful. If he wants to silence these zombies, he has to find another way.
Bang bang! Two muffled sounds came from behind Zhang Zhenye. He turned around and saw a person quickly crawling out of the hole he made. It was Hu Fang. The first thing she did when she climbed out of the hole was Hu Fang.
He turned around and put his hand into the hole, shouting urgently: "Xiaojie, grab my hand, quickly..."
Hu Fang quickly pulled out his hand, and Hu Jie, who looked like a clay figure, came out with him. Judging from the bloody scabs on his forehead, he was obviously slightly injured. His clothes and pants were torn in several places, and even his sleeves were torn.
Half of it fell off, so it stands to reason that a semi-sacred warrior should not be in such an embarrassing situation!
Hu Jie emerged from the hole, still in a daze. He took a few steps forward and almost fell into the waterfall. Fortunately, Hu Fang, who was beside him, grabbed his arm quickly and avoided the embarrassment. In fact, she also
Unexpectedly, Hu Jie, a semi-sacred warrior, would be afraid of the dark. When he was buried under a pile of rocks, he was so confused that he almost lost his life.
Zhang Zhen'e looked at the two people and frowned, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on? Can't the protective aura stop the falling rocks?" In his opinion, a semi-sacred warrior was hit like this by the falling rocks.
What is incredible is that even a heavenly warrior would not achieve this kind of virtue.
Hu Fang took out a handkerchief from his pocket and dipped it in water to wipe off the dirt and bloody scabs on Hu Jie's face. He slowly regained his composure. Then he raised his head and said to Zhang Zhen'e with a serious face: "Sect Master Zhang,
In my opinion, there is no rush to recover the stolen zombies of your sect, we should first find a place to settle down and then make long-term plans."
Zhang Zhen'e frowned and said in a deep voice: "The stolen zombie is the foundation of our Dragon and Tiger Sect. We must find it as soon as possible, otherwise I will not be able to face the ancestors of the sect."
Hu Fang looked cold and said calmly: "Zombies are just tools to Guizong. From the current situation, it seems that even if Guizong is recaptured, there will be no extra manpower to keep these heavy tools, right?"
Zhang Zhen's teeth were clenched, and there seemed to be two flames dancing in his eyes. The Dragon Tiger Sect was swept away by the Chinese martial arts and its vitality was seriously injured. Now the number of available disciples has been reduced by half. Even if the stolen zombies are recaptured, they may not be able to
Allocate extra manpower to take care of it. Besides, the current situation is not optimistic. The Chinese martial arts will chase you at any time. When the time comes, planes will bombard you in the sky. No matter how many advanced zombies you have, they will not be used. Carrying them around will become a burden. This
The woman hit the nail on the head and made sense.
"Then according to your wishes, the zombies that our sect has been cultivating for hundreds of years are just going to be given away in vain?" Zhang Zhen felt disgusted and unhappy, but he had to choose to face reality, and there was already more discussion and questioning in his words.