After wearing a beautiful proton

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Zhao Changling was not familiar with the place, and it was not easy to wander around. Fortunately, he met Dongfang Li at the entrance of the cave, so he calmed down and walked over slowly.

"It's you." Hearing the movement, Dongfang Li turned his head away with his mouth, as if he was a little disappointed, and threw the weeds he was holding tightly to the ground at will.

Zhao Changling was a little amused, leaned over his head, and asked him softly: "Why, who do you want?"

Dongfang Li paused when he heard the words, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, he jumped up and retorted: "What nonsense are you talking about! I don't want to see that old man at all. He is stubborn and doesn't know how to adapt. He deserves to be beaten and scolded by the villagers. !"

Zhao Changling suddenly realized: "Oh... so you want to see your father."

Seeing that his little thoughts had been seen through by him, Dongfang Li blushed and explained clumsily: "You're talking nonsense! I don't have one!"

"Okay, okay, you didn't!" Zhao Changling followed his words to comfort him, but sighed in the next second: "However, you did guess correctly about one thing, your father was beaten."

"What? How dare they!" Dongfang Li turned pale with shock, and immediately walked away, fearing that if he took a step too slowly, it would be too late.

Zhao Changling grabbed his arm and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I was joking."

"You! You...how are you?"

Dongfang Li was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Seeing his handsome face, he couldn't bear to say another harsh word, so he could only secretly complain about his impulsiveness.

Zhao Changling hadn't talked with people so easily for a long time. Although Dongfang Li was still young, he had a pure and straightforward personality, as if he had endless energy, and his whole body exuded a radiance of confidence.

Zhao Changling couldn't remember when was the last time he saw such a boy, or maybe he was unique.

At this moment, Zhao Changling had a good impression of Dongfang Li, and seeing him sitting angrily on a rock in the distance, he could not help but sit beside him on the left.

"You're angry?"

Zhao Changling's black and white eyes seemed to hide the ocean of stars, which made people immersed in it.

Dongfang Li was close to his arm, feeling his body temperature, a faint fragrance from the tip of his nose, and his body suddenly tightened.

"Cough, cough...don't get so close to me..." Dongfang Li moved a little to the right, and said in a disguised way: "Man and woman... Men and women can kiss each other, no... I mean, say... ...What are you talking about?"

Dongfang Li stuttered, his mind was like a mess, and he couldn't even say a word.

Dongfang Li secretly scolded himself for being useless, and glanced at him quickly, but happened to meet Zhao Changling's bright gaze, stiffened all over, and moved a little to the right.

"Oh!" Dongfang Li lost his mind and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he supported the ground with his hands in time, and stood up coughing dryly.

Dongfang Li glanced at the big rock behind him, and wanted to sit on it, but walked back and forth embarrassingly.

Zhao Changling patted his side, smiled and said, "Come and talk to me."

Dongfang Li was overjoyed when he heard the words, and then he calmed down, sat down expressionlessly, and said with a stiff face: "Let's talk first, you asked me to sit here! I... what do you want to say?"

It has been two days since Zhao Changling came to Yue Kingdom, and it was the first time he met the living dead, so he deliberately asked, "What's the matter with the living dead in the village? Tell me about it."

"You...you want to talk about this..." Dongfang Li was a little discouraged when he heard his question, but he didn't want to disappoint him, so he said things like this one after another.

It turned out that their ancestors lived here and lived by hunting and farming.

However, a sudden plague broke the tranquility of the village.

Things have to start with the heavy rain three months ago.

Dongfang Li still has lingering fears when recalling the heavy rain. It rained heavily for ten days and nights, the river swelled, the crops were destroyed, and countless people were displaced.

Fortunately, Dongfangxiong has traveled all over the world for many years and is well versed in astronomical phenomena. Before the heavy rain came, he organized the villagers to hoard food.

Therefore, even though the heavy rain was coming fiercely and the villagers were frightened, the food was still able to last for a while.

However, God did not favor the Yue Kingdom too much.

After the heavy rain, the hungry rats went crazy, and they would bite anyone they saw.Soon, one after another, the people who fell ill died miserably.

The people knew in their hearts that this was a sudden and violent plague, and there was no cure for it!

At this time, another bad news came.

It was rumored that the plague that broke out in a certain place was extremely dangerous, and the people infected had no sense.

Not surprisingly, Qiaotou Village also heard the wind.

Looking back on the past, Dongfang Li was very depressed. He was in a trance, and said with resentment and sigh: "After my father heard the rumor, he sat there all night. The next day, he called the villagers and wanted to dig a ditch outside the village. , blocking the entry and exit of the village."

When Dongfang Li said this, his voice became smaller and smaller, and gradually he stopped talking.

Zhao Changling listened carefully and didn't rush him, just waiting for him to calm down.

After a while, Dongfang Li turned his head away, sighed deeply, and continued: "The villagers have never seen a living dead before, and the food is getting less and less, so naturally they are unwilling to agree. My father... the old man is impatient. I couldn't bear it, so I had to go door to door to convince them..."

Zhao Changling's heart sank, and his respect for Dongfang Xiong deepened.It has to be said that his vision is extremely far-sighted, in order to prevent the unknown plague from spreading to Qiaotou Village, he actually thought of sealing the village early.

But seeing is believing, hearing is believing, how can there be such a terrible plague?Can't make it through this day?This is what most of the villagers think.

Dongfang Li looked at the gurgling rain, and said sarcastically, "My father is too naive. He is just a man with a foreign surname. So what if he becomes the village chief? His words... are of course insignificant."

Dongfang Li said slowly: "A few days ago, it was also a rainy day, and a large group of monsters suddenly broke in from outside the village!"

"They were ferocious and fearless, and more and more villagers were killed. Fortunately, the rain stopped, and when the sun came out, the living dead were afraid of the sun, so they hid."

Knowing the urgency of the situation, Dongfang Xiong hurriedly organized the surviving villagers to hide in this cave, dug ditches at the foot of the mountain, set up traps, and managed to escape the next wave of attacks from the living dead.

Now, Dongfang Xiong wants to burn the village, on the one hand, for the sake of the safety of the survivors, and on the other hand, to prevent the living dead from causing harm to others.

After Zhao Changling learned the cause and effect, he really didn't know how to evaluate this matter, so he could only comfort him and say, "Your father is amazing!"

"Tsk! He's just a stubborn old man!"

Dongfang Li is young, has a bad temper, and his patience with his relatives is getting worse and worse. He is just a teenager.

At this moment, Amao suddenly appeared outside the cave, shouting while running in a hurry: "It's not good! It's not good! Ali, Ali...it's not good!!"

The emotions that Dongfang Li had finally brewed were interrupted by Amao Yi, who stood up depressedly, and shouted irritably: "Shouting! You are calling your soul!"

"Ah, ah, ah, it's not good, it's not good..." Amao was so tired that he held Dongfang Li's arm tightly, and said in a panic, "Miaozi... ran down the mountain to save face!"

Dongfang Li turned pale with shock, pressed his backhand on Mao's head, and asked, "What did you say?!"

Amao was drenched all over, whether it was sweat or rain, he hurriedly said, "Really... I just went out to pee, and I just saw Miaozi running down the mountain!"

Miaozi is the son of Widow Li in the village. He is only six years old and smart. After Widow Li was bitten to death by the living dead, she kept crying and clamoring to find her mother.

Amao was so anxious that his eyes were red, and he blamed himself: "It's all my fault! Miaozi said last night that he was going down the mountain to find his mother. I thought it would be good to coax him, but I don't want him to sneak down the mountain!"

"What's the use of saying this now?!" Dongfang Li punched him with hatred, took a big knife and tied it around his waist, and plunged into the rain.

Amao couldn't stop him in time, and was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, so he gritted his teeth and chased after him, "Ali, wait for me!"

Seeing that they were looking for someone, Zhao Changling also wanted to contribute. He turned his head and looked around, but he couldn't see Ji Huai and An Yi, and he didn't know where they went, so he chased Dongfang Li out.

The icy rain slapped wantonly on the face, and the biting cold ruthlessly penetrated into the bone marrow. Even a man with a strong body was shivering from the cold.

Zhao Changling's eyes hurt, and the rain blurred his vision. Even though he was soaked, he didn't dare to stop for fear of losing track.

The rain gurgles with the soil, and the speed of the mountain pouring is getting faster and faster. The gods are furious, and the earth is roaring.

Soon, Zhao Changling caught up with Dongfang Li, his eyes keenly caught a thin figure, and shouted in surprise: "Ali, look there!"

Dongfang Li slipped and almost fell to the ground, but luckily Amao grabbed him.

Dongfang Li shivered from the cold, roughly wiped the rainwater off his face, squinted his eyes and looked down the mountain, and as expected, he saw a stumbling figure.

"If I catch him, I will definitely beat him to death!" Dongfang Li cursed and flew down.

Soon, the three of them rushed to the foot of the mountain, only to see Miao Zi crying and shouting, wandering by the ditch in fear.The next moment, Miaozi stepped on the ground and rolled into the ditch.

Dongfang Li rushed over in a hurry, ignoring the muddy ground, lay down on the ground suddenly, and stretched out his right hand to the little figure in the ditch, "Miaozi, grab my hand quickly! Grab it!"

"Wow wow wow..."

Miao Zi was trapped in the ditch, his small body was in a state of distress, and the stagnant water had already flowed over his legs, and he could only cry helplessly in terror.

Dongfang Li was anxious and angry, and shouted again: "Grab my hand! I told you to grab my hand!!"

Or the range of the movement was too large, and Dongfang Li's body suddenly slid down!

Zhao Changling was so anxious that he rushed over, grabbed his skirt, and dragged him back vigorously, so that he didn't fall off.

At this time, Amao finally chased after him. He lay down by the ditch and shouted anxiously: "Miaozi is injured!"

Zhao Changling turned pale with shock, seeing that the stagnant water in the ditch was stained red, presumably the sharp weapon buried below scratched the seedling.

However, wounds can be healed, but blood is the food of the living dead!

Great!

Zhao Changling's eyelids jumped wildly, thinking of the bloodthirsty living dead, he shouted anxiously: "Go! The living dead will chase after them smelling blood!"

"what?!"

Dongfang Li's face was earthy, and he was so terrified that he could not see the seven souls. The only sound in his ears was the mournful sound of rain, and there was no other sound.

At this moment, there was a violent roar——

The group of living dead are coming!