Raiders, Boys' Dream Factory!

The pile of zombies just fell from the top of the two of them, and the two of them dodged backwards at the same time, and were blocked by these zombies.

Song Guimu frowned, behind him was the end of the path (there was even a treasure chest), unless all the zombies in front of him were eliminated, there was no other way out.And Zhang Fei is not far from the intersection, if he turns around and runs away, the zombies that can't catch up with him will inevitably...

"boom!"

A muffled sound interrupted Song Guimu's thinking, and Zhang Fei's voice came from behind the zombie: "How are you?"

"..." Song Guimu pursed his lips, "It's okay!"

"That's good!"

Feeling weird for no reason, Song Guimu clicked his tongue, raised his crossbow and shot at the nearest zombie.But at this moment, a hand suddenly sprang out from the soil under his feet and grabbed his ankle tightly!

Oops!

Heart-piercing pain came from the ankle immediately, Song Guimu gritted his teeth to hold back, pulled out the dagger with his backhand and stabbed it fiercely in that hand, forcefully chopped off the zombie's hand, and pulled his foot out.The group of zombies took the opportunity to gather around and surrounded him.

The ankle was still in severe pain, Song Guimu barely took a few steps back, holding a small bead in his pocket.

Do you want to use...

On the other hand, Zhang Fei also fell into a hard fight.

"Go away!" With a shout, he grabbed the unused talisman in the bag and slapped the white-haired face of the nearest zombie. The zombie stopped abruptly and stayed where it was. Moved.Zhang Fei took the opportunity to catch up with a water pipe, and the zombie's neck was already so rotten that its bones were exposed. His violent blow was severed, and its rotten head flew into the air and hit the wall.

Before he had time to appreciate the results of the battle, a furry hand suddenly stretched out from the side and narrowly brushed against his wrist.Zhang Fei shot back, but that hand was so strong that he grabbed the water pipe with his backhand and started to fight with him.

Zhang Fei raised his eyebrows, and then he noticed that the zombie in front of him was covered in black hair, and unlike the zombies before, which only had some tattered cloth strips hanging on his body, it was covered with a relatively complete armor, which was already rusty but still It can be seen that the identity is different.

Before Zhang Fei could look any further, Hei Maozhuo had already swung his arms and hit him.It moved much faster than ordinary zombies, and its strength was a bit stronger, and it was on par with Zhang Fei for a while.After fighting for a while, Zhang Fei repeated his old trick and slapped a piece of talisman on it.Heimao froze and stopped, and just when Zhang Fei thought he had succeeded, he suddenly raised his head and roared, tearing off the talisman paper stuck to his arm, and tore off a large piece of flesh.

Just when it intended to continue chasing, the zombies behind suddenly made a commotion, and then, a burst of strong light burst from the zombie group!

The light was so dazzling that Zhang Fei had to squint his eyes, and the zombie seemed to be extremely afraid of this strong light, and screamed for a while.Zhang Fei acted according to the opportunity, and when the black hair was retreating due to the strong light, he slammed it hard!

At the same time, glutinous rice balls of talisman paper in his hand shot out one after another, hitting the black hairy head one after another.Even though Heimao was stiff and brave, he couldn't bear the continuous killings. Just as he was struggling with pain, a crossbow bolt suddenly pierced his neck.

The crossbow arrow was naturally shot by Song Guimu. At this time, he was leaning against the wall with cold sweat on his forehead, but his eyes remained stubborn.Zhang Fei exhaled, and gave Song Guimu his thumb over there.Song Guimu snorted, and added another arrow, knocking down the nearest zombie.

Now that the leader is dead, the rest of the soldiers are much easier to deal with. The two split up and finally cleared up the sudden troubles.

Slowly leaning against the wall and sitting down, Song Guimu gritted his teeth and said, "That guy..."

He originally wanted to curse a few more words, but thinking about the bad experience just now, he swallowed the words abruptly, holding back his face extremely ugly.

In order to relieve the urge to curse, he turned his gaze to the black-haired zombie who had just been knocked down by Zhang Fei, and couldn't help frowning: the birth of black hair means that the zombie has taken the first step to become a spirit. This black-haired stiff looks It seems that he is not young, and it will take a lot of effort for him to deal with it... Looking at someone who can still drink water calmly, Song Guimu couldn't help curling his lips and said: "You are quite good at fighting."

"So-so." Zhang Fei was modest—after months of high-intensity exercise, his skills that had been neglected due to years of peaceful life gradually recovered, and now he has more and more of the demeanor that shook half the city back then.

...Moreover, it seems to have become stronger.

This feeling is not clear at the moment, anyway, Zhang Fei feels that even in his heyday, it was impossible for him to come and go with that black-haired zombie so calmly, but now...

He clenched his fist lightly, there seemed to be some special power surging under his skin, but he couldn't figure it out.

The inexplicable increase in strength may not be a good thing, but considering the troubles he has already faced and will face, he can only accept this change.

Ordering himself to stop thinking about it, Zhang Fei changed the subject: "What was that just now?"

"The Golden Flame Curse on the Buddha's Crown was given to me by the monk before, but I never thought it would be used here." Speaking of the lost white cat, Song Guimu couldn't help feeling depressed, "These zombies are afraid of light and fire, this is the best way to deal with them... …Unfortunately, there are only a few of them.”

He pressed his ankle and furrowed his eyebrows.Pulling up the trousers, there were bruises on the top, but I didn't know if the inside was cracked.

"What?" Zhang Fei leaned over, Song Guimu shook his head, took out a talisman and patted it on his ankle, then slowly stood up.

Zhang Fei reached out to him, but he avoided him: "No need, it will be fine soon."

"..." Why does this temper look familiar?Zhang Fei blinked, but didn't insist, and went to the path to open the deepest treasure chest.

"What could be inside? Could it be..." Thinking about the previous "harvest", Song Guimu gritted his teeth.

"It seems that we have good luck this time." Zhang Fei said, and then turned around.

He held a long sword in his hand, and as soon as he drew it out, the edge of the sword emitted a piercing cold light, which dazzled the eyes.

I don’t know how long this sword has been here, and the scabbard has a little rust. Fortunately, the blade is still as sharp as before, which makes Zhang Fei very satisfied. Compared with moldy glutinous rice, dried herbs, and spoiled pills, This sword is simply touchingly practical.

Song Guimu jumped up and stood up: "It's a good sign—let's go, I hope there is an exit below."

"Are you really capable?" Taking the sword, Zhang Fei simply handed over the water pipe to someone as a walking stick. Song Guimu hesitated for a while, but did not refuse.

"Of course... who do you think I am?"

——Sure, this kid really looks like Zhong Cuo.

Sighing, Zhang Fei didn't insist anymore, but slowed down a little, walking side by side with Song Guimu, giving a helping hand from time to time.Song Guimu dodged at first, but he gradually got used to it and stopped carrying it.

In order to distract his attention, he talked to Zhang Fei intermittently: "Are you really a teacher?"

"I've been a hooligan before." Zhang Fei said.

"I guess so...but you're pretty good, you can handle so many zombies."

"Life is stressful, and I have to evolve~ In fact, these are not bad in my opinion." Zhang Fei smiled, "It's not like I haven't seen someone who is better than this."

"Oh?" Song Guimu raised his eyebrows, "What is the most powerful thing you have ever encountered?"

Zhang Fei thought for a while: "The most powerful time? I was blocked in the room by a dozen Taoist priests who had beaten black fists, with three guns pointed to their heads. The most powerful elder brother in the province stood in front of me and said that if I didn't Join them and chop off my fingers joint by joint and make me swallow."

Song Guimu was terrified when he heard that, he looked at Zhang Fei with a calm expression, and couldn't help asking: "What happened next?"

"Later, a warrior of love descended from the sky to save me from danger, and then I signed a contract with him to become a young magician..."

"Cheat ghosts!" The person who was nervous for a second roared angrily.

Zhang Fei laughed, and was about to say something when he suddenly stopped.

There was a gloomy smell in the air, and the ground shook slightly, revealing a bit ominous.

The sound gradually became louder, but it was the crisp sound of horseshoes. Looking at the sound, one person and one horse were galloping towards the end of the road. The unique rancid smell of zombies was carried by the wind, which caused the expressions of the two of them to change.

"Undead knight? Damn, how come the zombies have learned this trick..." With a wry smile, Zhang Fei pulled out the Qingfeng sword.