Forbidden place plays Sesshomaru, teammate Nine Uncle Baoer

: "Uh, what's the situation?"

: "Zombies are afraid of Brother Qin Feng?"

: "No, no, I'm afraid of his hands!"

: "Hmph, if you want me to go, the mother zombie will also be afraid of my unicorn arm!"

: "Pfft... your unicorn arm who has been single for 50 years?"

: "Get out! It's only 18 years!"

The female zombie smelled the poison on Qin Feng's poisonous claws, and kept jumping backwards.

And Qin Feng approached step by step.

With the appearance of one person and one corpse, Qin Feng is like a dandy who has done all kinds of bad things, even the old lady from a good family will not let her go!

"Go to hell!"

Qin Feng said two words in a low voice.

Then, like lightning, the whole body flashed across the female zombie.

And the female zombie's neck was abruptly missing a piece.

The gap seemed to be blocked by a ball of green poison, not a single drop of black blood flowed out.

"Ho~~~"

The female zombie let out a sigh of resentment, and then collapsed with a bang.

Qin Feng shook his hand, and a piece of stinky meat in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.

It was the missing piece on the mother zombie's neck.

: "???"

:"what's the situation?"

: "I'm going, that scene happened again, everything happened too fast."

: "Where is the snail? Didn't the snail speak this time?"

: "Judging from the slow playback, the female zombie was dealt with by God Qin Feng."

: "I made a big slot, a zombie that can't be dealt with by a knife, God Qin's claws can handle it?"

: "His poisonous claws, fast, poisonous, hard!"

The mother zombie was dead, Qin Feng looked up, and most of the corpses that had jumped in from the gate were controlled by Uncle Jiu and Sister Baoer.

Still others attempted to attack them.

Outside the door, more purple zombies wanted to jump in.

They were all blocked outside the gate.

"Ho!"

At this time, a gloomy breath seemed to ring in everyone's ears.

Can't help but shrink my neck.

"Woo~~~"

"Woo!!!"

Among the corpses, I don't know which one was the first to whimper.

The whole group of corpses also raised their necks and sobbed.

"The group of corpses screaming at the moon?!"

Uncle Jiu was shocked.

"Back! Miss Bao'er, back quickly!"

Sister Bao'er was happily pasting the talisman papers. I don't know what Uncle Jiu is afraid of.

"Uncle Sazi?"

"What are you going to do? Post them and scatter them."

She spread her hands at Uncle Jiu, "My talisman is all over, do you still have any?"

Uncle Jiu was speechless.

"Now is not the time to deal with these purple stiffs, Miss Bao'er, listen to me, go back!"

When the two retreated from the front yard, the center of the front yard was in the middle of the two tombs.

Suddenly broke open.

A lump of earth kept rising, as if something was buried underneath and was about to arch out.

Uncle Jiu and Sister Bao'er had no choice but to take two steps back towards the gate.

"So there's a zombie!"

Uncle Jiu stared fixedly at the rising dirt bag.

Put your hands in your arms.

"Oops, the money sword is still on the zombie's head."

He glanced at Ren Fa, then yelled at Mike.

"Mike, quick! Pull out my money sword!"

Mike was still sitting slumped at the door of the hall, he was the closest to Ren Fa.

"What? Pull it out? Me?"

He looked at the one-armed zombie that fell to the ground, and then at the money sword soaked in black blood on his forehead, he was startled dumbfounded.

"Quick! It's too late!"

Uncle Jiu urged.

With a mournful face, Mike could only slowly get up.

If you want to survive, you must help!

He stumbled to the front of Ren Fa's body, only glanced at it, and then vomited non-stop.

: "Damn it, hurry up!"

: "Useless foreigner, facing a dead zombie is so useless!"

: "Pull it out quickly, I'm really anxious to death."

: "Oh, oh, oh, look at Uncle Jiu, the one buried in the ground must be a terrible zombie."

: "..."

puff!
Mike endured the stench and finally pulled out the money sword.

"I, how can I give it to you, Daoist?"

Mike mustered up his courage, but he didn't dare to pass by the wriggling dirt bag and ran to Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu said: "Throw it over, throw it quickly!"

Mike listened and nodded, "Catch it!"

With all his strength, he threw it violently.

call out……

As a result, the money sword, being unbiased, just landed on the cracked opening of the wriggling soil bag.

It was about to fall into the crack.

"what?!"

Mike opened his mouth wide and got into trouble!
: "Emma, ​​it's really useless!"

: "Hey, the guy who has more success than failure."

: "I just said, it's nothing good for this guy to follow Uncle Jiu!"

: "Damn! Why did you just throw it on that hole?"

Uncle Jiu was also angry and anxious, his hands were flying up and down, and he was muttering something.

Then, put the index finger and middle finger of the right hand together to form a sword, pointing at the money sword and making a move.

As if receiving an order, Qian Qianjian immediately flew towards Uncle Jiu with a trace of golden light shining through his black blood.

Zheng!
Uncle Jiu grabbed the money sword and said to Sister Baoer:
"If something goes wrong later on, don't worry about anything, just flee towards the gate, understand?!"

Uncle Jiu has seen Sister Baoer's skills, if she wants to escape, she will definitely be able to escape from the crowd of corpses.

Sister Bao'er said, "Why are you running away? What is so fierce in the soil?"

At this time, Qin Feng also stood at the entrance of the hall, watching the thing that was about to break out of the ground in the center of the front yard.

"Ho..."

It was that gloomy breath again, which rang in everyone's ears.

"Woooo..."

"Woo~~~"

The group of corpses whimpered, they had stopped attacking Uncle Jiu and Sister Baoer.

Instead, he stood in place, looked up at the moon and swayed from side to side.

Like that, I enjoyed it a lot.

Uncle Jiu explained: "Flying Zombie! It must be Fei Zong!"

"The entire layout of the house, as well as the group of corpses Xiaoyue, are all designed to raise this flying zombie!"

"I should have thought of it earlier! Hey!"

Uncle Jiu blamed himself and sighed.

Qin Feng frowned slightly upon hearing this.

Freeze?

Hair stiffness is a bit tricky, how far can flying stiffness go?
: "My mother, flying stiff??"

: "Flying Zombie, which is more terrifying than Mao Zang?"

: "By the way, can Flying Zombie really fly?"

: "Then who knows, I'll see it later!"

: "..."

Netizens chattered endlessly.

Corpses screaming at the moon...

Faced with such a terrifying scene, there is probably only a bullet screen to keep them watching the live broadcast.

At the scene, with a bang, the mound in the front yard exploded.

A ragged figure slowly vacated from the mound.

His face was haggard, and the exposed skin looked black.

"Master Ren?"

Qin Feng recognized it. This zombie was the old man hanging in the center of the hall.

The old man Ren slowly rose, his eyes rolled, looked at Uncle Jiu and Sister Baoer, then at Mike and Qin Feng.

In the end, he locked his eyes on Qin Feng.

"Hoo!!"