The brain, which had not been used for a long time, began to spin rapidly, and because of the confusion with too many brainless zombies, the gray people who had always thought that they were extremely smart began to feel that their brains were a little insufficient.

Should I enter?

Should I return?

Rushing out of the bamboo forest?

Or maybe it's entangled in the terrain?

The Grey Man's brain is running fast, but unfortunately, he is not the kind of zombie who is as smart as a human, and the so-called intelligence is only relative to most zombies. So no matter how fast the brain turns, it turns into a spinning top, and I still haven't figured out a way.

"Hesitating, cowering, difficult to achieve!"

A low, cold voice lingered in his ears, and the ghost cry came out of the darkness, and in a flash, it was back into the darkness.

The gray man was taken aback, his hair exploded, and he couldn't hesitate any longer, so he hurriedly ran towards the outside of the bamboo forest.

The familiar touch came from under his feet again, something like a snake wrapped around his feet, and he was once again pulled to the ground.

This time, he finally saw what was entangled in him.

It turned out to be a trouser belt.

The belt quickly loosened his foot, and he swooped into the darkness.

He didn't care about chasing this nasty guy, and hurriedly got up, and then, with a pain in his heart, a bloody blade leaked out of his chest.

At this time, the gray road talent suddenly realized that there was a wound on his back, and this wound became a fatal weakness under the knife of the ghost cry.

With a "plop", the gray man fell outside the bamboo forest, at this time, the smoke and dust all over the place had already done a lot, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on his face, he turned over with difficulty, and stared at the full moon in the sky obsessively.

Unwilling!

It was not easy to regain my freedom, and I died like this, I am really unwilling!

He raised his hand to grasp the full moon in the sky, but his hand froze in the air.

He was back to his original form, a corpse again.

Bang!

The chest exploded suddenly, and blood splattered over the corpse.

Ghost Cry also walked out of the bamboo forest, bent down and cut off his head three times, and then retreated into the bamboo forest, quickly leaving with a bloody head.

One by one, the zombies walked over, stepped over the corpse of the gray man, and walked towards the bamboo forest, chasing the distant back.

Flesh, human flesh and blood.

They shook their noses vigorously, instinctively opened their legs, and walked towards that side with greed in their eyes.

However, the breath of human flesh became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.

Man, gone!

The zombies went berserk, roaring angrily and roaring one after another in the bamboo forest.

Then, a zombie stepped on the trap, and with a bang, it went up to the sky.

More zombies heard the noise and walked slowly towards it.

......

The big black galloped through the snow, and the long sword splashed frost.

One person and one ride, like a whirlwind passing through, and a zombie quickly passed by.

The sword is too sharp, the horse is too fast.

Nangong's riding skills are naturally not as good as Ghost Cry, and the skills of riding and fighting are even more like clouds and mud, however, the big black horse is too powerful, the experience is too sophisticated, and the distance is perfect, so it can be said that everything is fed to Nangong's mouth. Nangong only waved his arm slightly, and his head rolled to the ground neatly.

Everything is so simple, it even gives Nangong the illusion that he is the vanguard general of the battlefield.

Another headless corpse fell to the ground, and the big black horse slowed down and came to a halt on a dirt slope, his chest heaving, his nostrils dilated, and spewing white heat. Nangong's face was flushed, and for the first time, he knew that it was so cool to cooperate with Da Hei.

The lightning-fast speed, the feeling of doing whatever you want, is really addictive.

"What a great swordsmanship. Qiong Yu looked at the female knight under the moon on the dirt slope, a little dumbfounded.

Along the way, I encountered several waves of zombies, and there was even a lack of difficult guys with red eyes and green hair.

It stands to reason that it should be more thrilling than when retreating in the village.

However, since Nangong appeared, all the thrilling feelings have disappeared completely.

is such a person, a horse, a charge, a zombie kills, and there is no resistance at all.

Two or three charges back and forth, a wave of zombies is scattered, allowing them to harvest easily.

At one point, he even encountered a group of more than 20 zombies, but the ending remained the same. It's still a familiar charge, a simple swing of the sword, the only difference is that it charges back and forth a few more times.

With a snap, the back of Qiongyu's head was hit. He turned around and called out aggrievedly: "Master?"

"Blind guy. Elder Yongle looked at the big black horse's gaze with an extremely fiery gaze: "Where is the swordsmanship good, it is clearly the horse is good, such speed, such physical strength, coupled with the wisdom that is not weaker than others, it makes everything so simple." ”

After speaking, Elder Yongle still looked a little dissatisfied: "If the person on the horse is good at riding and shooting, one person, one horse and one bow, even if there are fifty or sixty zombies, what is there to fear, you can kill them all while fighting and retreating, if there are a few more people to cooperate, step by step, just say that there are three or four hundred zombies What is there to fear." ”

"The swordsmanship is still good. Out of danger, his heart relaxed, Qiong Lou rarely retorted to his master: "If you are not good at riding and fighting, it is impossible to achieve such a good effect without this kind of swordsmanship." ”

Seeing that it was Qiong Lou who spoke, Elder Yongle nodded and said, "Let's go, we are not completely out of danger yet." ”

Everything became simple, under the leadership of Nangong, Elder Yongle and the others left first, and when they arrived at the cave that had been prepared before, they blocked the entrance of the cave with stones and spent the night safely.

On the other side, Devil Cry temporarily buried the bloody head in the bamboo forest, and then used the turtle breath technique to play hide and seek with the group of zombies.

Nangong waited until Elder Yongle and them were safe, and hurriedly turned back to answer the ghost cry.

Ghost Cry jumped on the horse's back and rode away at the speed of the big black horse. The zombies were furious, but they could only eat ash behind their butts.

Well, I always feel like I've forgotten something?

Big Mouth flexibly dodged the big feet of zombies and rushed forward, but its speed was no match for Da Hei.

It clearly "saw" that the big black still had the strength to turn around and proudly stuck out his tongue at it.

If there are eyes, the big mouth is already full of eyes at this moment. The thing saw itself, definitely saw itself, but it didn't stop to wait for me, and it didn't remind the ghost to cry.

There is also a ghost crying: "I said that you are an immortal board, when you can use Lao Tzu, you will remember Lao Tzu, and when you don't need Lao Tzu, you will use Lao Tzu as a rag and throw it casually......"

He wanted to jump with a big mouth, but unfortunately he didn't have feet.

Wait a minute......

Big Mouth suddenly sensed that something was wrong, his body shook, and then he made a sound: "You are an immortal banban...... Wait, turtle turtle, Lao Tzu can speak!!"