Looking around, Qiusheng and Wencai were breathing smoothly from the next room, but other than that, there was no other movement.

Looking away, I saw that there was an earthy yellow peachwood sword on the desk, it should be good to use it to deal with zombies, and Master Ren should not have completely turned into a zombie.

Wu Qizhe walked to the front of the coffin, held down the coffin lid with both hands, and slowly pushed the coffin lid open little by little, until it reached the middle position, revealing most of the body in the coffin.

The Taoist mana attached to the coffin is only effective against zombies, and has no effect on people, looking at the coffin, Wu Qizhe found that after not seeing it for a short time, the body of the old lady Ren has changed a lot, and it is no longer possible to see what it looked like when the museum first opened.

The face is wrinkled, covered with black lines, and even more blue and purple, which is hardly much different from a real zombie.

Except for the fangs that haven't erupted yet.

Wu Qizhe looked around vigilantly, in the darkness, there was nothing but the moonlight spilling from the skylight.

Raising the peachwood sword in his hand, holding the hilt tightly, the blade was facing down, Wu Qizhe was a little hesitant, and he didn't know if the peachwood sword in his hand was useless.

Regardless of trying it first, the tip of the sword was already aimed at the throat of the old lady Ren, and the thought wave was attached to the surface of the peachwood sword, hoping to increase the power of the peachwood sword, and the edge of the blade gradually appeared with a burst of invisible ripples.

Go to hell....

Wu Qizhe clenched the hilt of his sword and stabbed it violently.

Just as the peachwood sword stab fell, a dull knocking sound suddenly sounded in the dark night.

Boom!

The coffin shook violently, and then collapsed with a direct "snap".

The bracket under the coffin broke without warning.

The peachwood sword in Wu Qizhe's hand also stabbed into the air at once.

The coffin fell to the ground, and the loud sound of hitting the ground was that he slept and died, and he was also awakened.

Someone!

Qiusheng, who was sleeping, had been awakened, his eyes were wide open, he didn't care about putting on his shoes, he turned over and got out of bed directly, and immediately rushed to the bed where Wen Cai slept on the other side, and punched the other party directly in the chest, and then didn't care whether he woke up or not, he rushed directly into the next room.

....

The coffin fell to the ground, and there was already a noise, but Wu Qizhe did not plan to stop there.

It's already in the last step, and if it doesn't work, you have to give it a try.

The blade of the sword in his hand flipped and stabbed down again.

"Bang."

With a muffled sound, the blade of the peachwood sword, at the end, was suddenly grabbed by a pair of dry palms.

Glowing with a faint blue light, the nails that were as black as ink and like metal grasped the blade of the peachwood sword tightly at this moment.

The peachwood sword in Wu Qizhe's hand was only a few millimeters away from the zombie's throat, although it was only a short distance, for a while, it was difficult to move forward a bit.

The zombie that Master Ren turned into was much stronger than the zombie he first encountered in the mass grave.

At least, the strength of the zombie's hand holding the hilt of the sword made Wu Qizhe unable to succeed for a while.

Wu Qizhe frowned slightly, it seemed that the old lady Ren had been transformed, but his eyes were closed, and there was no sign of waking up for a while.

It clenches on the hilt of a sword, presumably an instinctive reaction when faced with danger.

However, if you want to hold the hilt of the sword in this way, you will underestimate Wu Qizhe too much.

In an instant, the output of the thought wave was increased, and a ghostly light appeared on the sword body.

The zombie's fingers were sliced off as the blade rotated.

Wu Qizhe gripped the hilt of his sword hard and stabbed downward.

"Stop."

Qiusheng, who rushed out of the room, saw Wu Qizhe, a man in the night, and didn't think about it, so he flew straight over.

The distance between them was not far, and Qiusheng pounced so vigorously, and in the next second, he had already pounced behind Wu Qizhe.

Behind him, there was a strong whistling sound, and if it was hit, it would definitely not be comfortable.

The blade withdrew, and Wu Qizhe's figure dodged Qiusheng's flutter when he couldn't make a move.

"Ahh

The shouts turned into screams.

Wu Qizhe left suddenly, and Qiusheng's eyes suddenly changed from a person to a coffin.

Qiusheng hurriedly covered his head with his hands, but he still threw himself into the coffin, the sound of the impact between his body and the wooden coffin, Qiusheng only felt pain all over his body, and his stomach was even more pantothenic, and he was going to vomit out the overnight meal.

In front of him, he was facing the terrifying face of the zombie, and before he could take a closer look, there was a chill behind him.

Not good, dangerous.

Turning over and dodging, Qiusheng flipped to the other side.

The zombie's mouth was already open, its lips moved, and its eyes were not open.

Qiusheng's back was opened by a flower, and a drop of blood splashed out.

Qiusheng gasped, it was really dangerous just now, looking at the weapon in the other party's hand, he was stunned again, when did the peachwood sword become so sharp.

Although he felt a little cold in his heart, Qiusheng still hit the other party's wrist.

This is the corpse of the old lady Ren, it is a big deal, if it is done, I will definitely get a lot of silver dollars, and I can go to Yihong Courtyard when the time comes, hehe.

dispelled the thoughts in my heart, now is not the time to think about this, and the most terrifying thing is the master, if Master Ren's body is destroyed, the master will not scold me to death.

In Qiusheng's heart, the master is the most terrifying.

Compared with the master, the night man in front of him is not so terrifying.

Wu Qizhe didn't expect Qiusheng to be so persistent, he had already scared the other party just now, and the other party dared to rush up, did he really think he was a vegetarian?

In his hand, the blade of the sword was erected.

The body of the peachwood sword easily blocked Qiusheng's fist, and the back of the knife struck Qiusheng's arm with a muffled sound, and Qiusheng screamed directly in pain.

Obviously, the force of this blow is definitely not small.

"Masked, sneaky guy, what the hell are you for."

Qiu Sheng took a step back, although he saw that the other party was destroying Old Lady Ren's body, he still planned to ask clearly.

It's just that Wu Qizhe doesn't plan to deal with him at all.

Seeing that Wu Qizhe was about to attack the corpse again, Qiusheng had to rush forward again, constantly raising his legs, and sending out bursts of kicks that broke the air, just to prevent the other party from destroying the corpse.

Wu Qizhe dodged again and again, he didn't want to really hurt Qiusheng.

"I'm coming."

Behind him, another double fist struck.

The literary talent who put on his shoes finally came late, and as soon as he appeared, he was cremated with a hammer, wanting to give the night man with his back to him a dismount.

Fight, level up instantly.

In the face of two people, Wu Qizhe didn't plan to really hurt each other, and he had no chance to attack zombies.

has been destroyed several times, and Wu Qizhe is no longer obsessed with killing zombies.

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