God lures him to attack

"Mo Xi, it's me..." Lu Yao reached out to caress Mo Xi's cheek.

The warm palm touched the cold skin, and those fiery substances were fading from Mo Xi's body.

Mo Xi looked at the man in front of him who was having difficulty breathing, and his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. He seemed to be remembering something, and tears kept falling from his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, I'm by your side." Lu Yao wiped away the tears on his cheeks with his thumb, smiled forcedly, and said softly, "I won't abandon you."

"Lu Yao." Mo Xi slowly let go of his hand, and the red substance wrapped around his body was gradually dissipating.

His pupils gradually returned to gray, and those pupils filled with tears seemed to be full of tenderness.

He fell slowly from mid-air, falling in the swirling wind.

"Mo Xi is fine, I'm here, no one will hurt you, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." After Mo Xi let go, Lu Yao hugged him into his arms.

He knew that he was afraid, he was afraid of being hurt, and he was also afraid of Lu Yao being hurt.

He is no longer a human being, and cannot control himself rationally like a human being. He may go berserk, just like just now, but Lu Yao will not destroy him just because of this.

"Lu Yao, Lu Yao..." Mo Xi leaned against Lu Yao's arms, trembling slightly, her voice tinged with tears.

He didn't want to be like that, but he couldn't control himself.

At night, the quiet air smelled of death, and this smell gradually became stronger with the blowing wind.

The sound of dense footsteps came from the streets and alleys, and the cold air seemed to turn into disgust, blurring the night.

Behind the gloomy cold air, walking corpses gathered towards them.

Gan Ze got up and helped up the injured Xiaotian. The two were forced to retreat by the group of living corpses, and finally bumped into Lu Yao's back.

The four were gradually surrounded by the gathered living corpses and fell into a deadlock.

"What should we do now?" Xiaotian asked Gan Ze, and the expression on Gan Ze's face

Also very dignified.

"There are too many, and there is no way to break through one by one." Gan Ze's eyes wandered, scanning the streets and alleys.

Judging from the clothes of these people, they should all come from the morgue, and they should be puppets manipulated by Hanba to find them.

Zombies are less afraid of sunlight, so they can move even during the day.Moreover, living corpses have souls, and they have certain thinking abilities, which are more difficult to deal with than simple zombies.

"They're afraid of fire." Mo Xi hid in Lu Yao's arms, while fearing Gan Ze and Xiaotian, while fearing the dense crowd of living corpses.

"Use the fire talisman!" Gan Ze made the quickest judgment.

The fire talisman is the talisman mentioned in the book left by Grandpa Lu. This kind of talisman uses the blood of zombies as a guide, which can gather moonlight and turn it into phosphorous powder.The person who casts the spell needs to control it with his mind, and he can burn the surrounding things in a large area.

Gan Ze glanced at Mo Xi and quickly grabbed his hand.

A golden light appeared between Gan Ze's two fingers, and when Lu Yao came back to his senses, Mo Xi's wrist was cut open.

Silver blood seeped out from that opening, and under the moonlight, it melted

It turned into silver powder and gradually dispersed in the night.

It was not formed naturally, but Xiaotian was chanting a mantra beside him.

He quickly made mudras and murmured some complicated mantras.

Silver blood floated out from Mo Xi's wrist, and gradually diffused around them, forming a circle that enveloped them.

Mo Xi also stared blankly at her own blood turning into silver light, without any other reaction.

Lu Yao put his arms around him halfway, fearing that he would suddenly strike back.

"Lu Yao, if you don't want him to die, protect him." Gan Ze glanced at Lu Yao, and then began to chant mantras and form seals.

Lu Yao frowned, quickly covered Mo Xi's eyes, and squatted down to protect him.

The eight-diagram formation with white light appeared at their feet, and the eight directions were like eight mirrors, slowly agglomerating from nothingness, and rotating around the four of them.

The speed of Gan Ze's chanting speeded up, and his handprints became more and more complicated. The eight directions were like a whirlwind, quickly scattering the silver light in the air.

The silver blood, like dust, like ions, instantly

scattered.

"It's now!" Gan Ze stopped chanting the mantra, and kept his handprints still.

Xiaotian clasped his palms together, opened his closed eyes, and peeled off his palms to form a separated triangle.

A ball of flames jumped between his separated palms.

Almost in an instant, the silver powder floating outside the image array burned brilliantly like oil hitting a flame.

The living corpses walking all over the street were contaminated with those powders and burned instantly.

They cried out in pain as their bodies were torn apart by the flames and reduced to ashes in the moonlight.

That shrill scream echoed in the creaking burning sound, as if something exploded one by one and destroyed one by one.

The dark street, the dark night, is illuminated by the flames that flicker in an instant.

Lu Yao stood in the center of the almost transparent image array, watching groups of living corpses being burned outside.

The smell of burnt corpses is very pungent and has a disgusting smell

taste.

The bodies of those people were twisted, and amidst heart-piercing screams, they collapsed to the ground and turned into a pile of black charcoal.

Blue spots of light slowly rose from the charred corpses.

The substance like starlight floats in the air, slowly rises, and slowly disappears.

The light of the fire gradually dimmed, and the smell was gradually dispersed by the wind.

The gossip formation slowly disappeared, leaving only a few exhausted people standing in the deep night, full of emotions.

The blue soul floats in the darkness, and turns into nothingness after the light fades away.

Lu Yao raised his hand and lightly touched the floating blue light.

The blue light spread out at his fingertips, turning into smaller light spots, like dissociated ions, turning into a form that can no longer be seen, and disappearing.

A figure flew past Lu Yao.

He was startled for a moment, and looked over suddenly.

Gan Ze was binding Mo Xi with a red rope, and at the same time pasted a stick on his forehead.

Zhang blood talisman.

Mo Xi was restrained, unable to move, like a body without a soul, and there was no gleam of light in her eyes.

"Let him go!" Lu Yao yelled angrily, he took a step, but he didn't dare to go any further.

The copper coin in Gan Ze's hand was pointed at Mo Xi's neck, as long as he pushed harder, Mo Xi's neck would be cut open.

Ordinary knife wounds are nothing more than scratching an itch to a zombie, but an open bronze coin is fatal to a zombie.

"Don't come here, I just want to prove something." When Gan Ze said this, his eyes did not fall on Lu Yao.His eyes wandered in the darkness, as if looking for something lurking in the darkness.

The bronze coin flipped between Gan Ze's fingers, and moved up with his turning wrist.

Silver blood oozed from Mo Xi's cheek, before Lu Yao could stop it, he watched Gan Ze being hit by an invisible force.

"Gan Ze!" Lu Yao and Xiao Tian yelled at the same time, and in the night wind, Han Yan's black robe slowly unfolded, flying in the wind.

His white hair down to his ankles was covered with moonlight, floating slightly, his sleeves fluttered, and his blood pupils tightened and then dilated.