After wearing a beautiful proton

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Tieniu lived in Qiaotouzhai since he was a child, rarely went out, short-sighted, and often bullied his fellow villagers because of his stature.

However, after his father died in depression, the villagers who had been bullied by him for a long time began to squeeze him out intentionally or unintentionally because he had no brother to help him.

Tie Niu squeezed out a cruel smile, he has had enough of the eyes of others!

The villagers dredging the tributaries are still in full swing, and a nightmare is sweeping over, more terrible than raging floods.

There are more people and more strength, and soon, there are fewer and fewer stones clogged in the river, and the speed of the water flow has also increased a lot.

Seeing this, Dongfang Li smiled and shouted: "Success is just around the corner, work harder!"

Uncle Zhong, who was standing not far away, heard the words, picked up a small stone, threw it at his face, and cursed with a smile: "You son of a bitch, when is it your turn to command here?"

"Hey hey... just kidding, just kidding..."

Zhao Changling pressed his painful lower back, and smiled inaudibly, this Dongfangli is really heartless!

Suddenly, a small and thin villager came running from not far away with an iron tool in his hand. He looked anxious and shouted in a panic: "It's bad! It's bad! The living dead are chasing you!!"

"The living dead are coming! Run! Everyone, run!" The panicked shouts rang like thunder in my ears.

Many villagers straightened up in a daze, looking at each other in puzzlement.

Dongfang Li was taken aback, and hurriedly looked around. Seeing that there was no trace of the living dead, he breathed a sigh of relief, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn! I'm scared to death!"

Before the words fell, Dongfang Li's eyes keenly saw a hunched figure running down from the top of the mountain!

Immediately, one figure after another rolled down from the top of the mountain. They were extremely fast, roaring from far to near, and seemed to know no pain, rushing like a bolt of lightning!

Dongfang Li rubbed his eyes, looked at Zhao Changling numbly, and said doubtfully, "Changling, I seem to be dazzled."

Zhao Changling wasn't in the mood to joke with him. In his previous life, he dealt with the living dead every day. Naturally, he couldn't be mistaken. He immediately shouted: "The living dead are coming! Run!"

The shocked villagers immediately became agitated. They yelled, pushed each other to climb ashore, walked slowly, and even grabbed the belts of others tightly, refusing to let go.

"Let go! Are you trying to kill me?"

"No, no, no...don't leave me...don't leave me!"

"Go away!"

The surging flood was instantly filled with panic, people were at a loss, and their hands and feet became colder and colder.

At this moment, Dongfang Xiong came back to his senses. He looked at the villagers in a mess, stood on a big rock and shouted: "Go back from the valley to the west! Let the old, weak, women and children go first, and the young men get in the way." behind!"

Hearing this, a strong man became unhappy immediately, and shouted as he ran, "If you want to die, go yourself!"

Dongfang Xiong was furious, jumped onto the shore cleverly, pulled his collar, and said sharply: "Don't make me say it again! If you can't stop this group of living dead, you will die sooner or later!"

Perhaps Dongfang Xiong was too cruel, and there were many villagers who were frightened by his fierce eyes. They were shocked and anxious, so they could only try their best to drive the weak to run first, so as not to delay their return.

The first undead who was attracted by the living had already rushed to the foot of the mountain.

His hair was disheveled, his eyes were white, his body was covered with blue veins, and he kept roaring with his bloody mouth open. Although his limbs were twisted, his speed was extremely fast!

"Roar—" The stench emanated from the mouth of the living dead.

Zhao Changling slowed down his breathing, rushed forward immediately, drew out the sharp sword at his waist, and cut off the first living dead neatly by the middle.

The long sword presented by Ji Huai is not ordinary, and it is like mud to cut iron, let alone a body of flesh and blood.As a result, an endless stream of undead were killed by his sharp sword that was shining with cold light!

At this moment, Zhao Changling seemed to have returned to his previous life. He was still a member of the team who was one-man and ten-thousand-hands-off. He was a killing machine that his teammates could trust and trust!

Because of Zhao Changling's aura like a rainbow, the young villagers who wanted to retreat all got their morale up. They picked up the iron weapons in their hands and fought against the living dead forcefully.

One wrong step, and everything will be lost!

At this moment, no one dares to take it lightly, no matter whether the opponent is a human or a ghost, they know very well: either you die, or I live!

"kill--"

"kill--"

"Kill ah-"

The heroic shouts resounded through the dark night sky, and the severely injured living dead were also enraged. They pulled their throats and let out earth-shattering roars!

"Hooho-"

All responses!For a moment, countless living dead raised their heads to the sky and screamed.

They waved their sharp claws and attacked the living; they bared their teeth and bit the flesh!

Facing the fearless and tireless living dead, the living are after all too weak.Slowly, the screams of being bitten came one after another, and the villagers who were reduced to the living dead one after another.

"What... what should I do?" The heroic arrogance of the villagers faded very quickly. They retreated step by step, their eyes dodged, obviously losing the arrogance they had just now.

Dongfang Li smashed up a living dead man with great effort, and shouted into the river, "Father, think of a way!"

Dongfang Xiong pried up a big rock vigorously, and roared without looking back: "Damn boy, take the villagers back quickly! The flood is about to be released here!"

Dongfang Li was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked upstream in horror.

Due to the turbulent flow of the river, the dredged tributary suddenly took on too much rainwater, and the rainwater that originally flowed to another tributary suddenly flowed here.

The mighty river seems to be falling from the sky, rushing forward arrogantly, threatening to destroy this piece of land!

Dongfang Li was taken aback and shouted anxiously: "Father, come back quickly! Immediately! Immediately!"

Dongfang Xiong smiled wryly, without saying a word, pried the last big rock, racing desperately against time.

That's too late!

This tributary is deep but not wide. Although it can barely discharge the flood, this big rock blocks the way. If it is not moved, the flood will submerge both banks in an instant, and the villagers who cannot escape will be swept away.

However, Dongfang Xiong didn't dare to say, he was taking a gamble too!If he is lucky enough, he will be able to move the boulder in time; if his luck is too bad, he will become a sinner!

"Roar—" A living dead man bit Dongfang Li.

Zhao Changling appeared beside him in an instant, hacked the undead man to death decisively, and angrily said, "Why are you in a daze?!"

Dongfang Li froze, and then rushed into the river regardless.

More and more living dead surrounded Zhao Changling. While killing the enemy, he shouted weakly: "Ali, come back!"

Dongfang Li turned a deaf ear, or rather, his thoughts were already in chaos.The high-spirited youth in the past, like a panicked child, ran towards his father.

"What are you doing here? You useless trash, go back!" Seeing him coming, Dongfang Xiong cursed angrily, wishing he could throw him to the shore.

Dongfang Li's feet were worn out, bloody and bloody, but he didn't know the pain, crying and laughing and said: "I'm not a waste! I can go wherever I like, you don't care!"

As he spoke, Dongfang Li hurried to his father's side and tried his best to pry the boulder in front of him.

The father and son were arms next to each other, and on similar faces, one scolded angrily while the other wept in embarrassment.

Dongfang Xiong felt extremely uncomfortable when he saw him crying, when was the last time he saw this kid crying?Ah...it was when his mother died...

The fighting on the shore continued, and there was an endless stream of fallen living dead, but there were also many names of villages that died.

Crying and screaming, people fled desperately, fearing that if they took one step slower, they would be separated forever.

The struggle in the river was still going on. With the help of his son, Dongfang Xiong slowly pushed the remaining boulders to the bank.

But there are no eggs under the nest, and the living dead will not feel sorry for their actions.

Suddenly, a living dead man saw the figure of the father and son, ran all the way madly, jumped onto the boulder, jumped down violently, and threw himself at Dongfang Li's neck.

"Be careful!" Dongfang Xiong raised the shovel in his hand high in fear, and smashed it heavily on the back of the living dead man's head!

However, his strength was not enough to kill the living dead, and the enraged monster became completely manic. He shook his head madly, looked at Dongfang Xiong suddenly, and then stared at the prey with red eyes!

Dongfang Xiong raised the shovel and it just happened to block his neck, preventing the damn living dead from getting any closer.

"Ho———" The living dead struggled endlessly, pressing down harder and harder, intending to kill the prey in front of them.

"Bang!" The sound of hitting a heavy object sounded.

The living dead man shook his head violently a few times, and then was hit hard by Dongfang Li again, each time heavier, and finally fell limply into the river.

Dongfang Li's hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, wiped off the rain on his face, and asked weakly, "Father, are you alright?"

Dongfang Xiong walked before the gate of hell, his back was soaked in cold sweat, he was standing up on his knees, but he noticed another figure rushing towards him sharply from the corner of his eyes.

coming!The commotion here was so loud that it attracted other living dead.

Holding his breath, Dongfang Xiong raised his shovel and stabbed forward, forcefully resisting the second living dead.

However, the living dead obviously didn't want to fight him, so he suddenly withdrew his strength, took a step back, and bit Dongfang Xiong from the right side.

Dongfang Xiong swung his shovel horizontally and slapped the second undead with force, sending him flying and hitting the water heavily.

Dongfang Xiong didn't dare to take it lightly, and just wanted to catch up, but was rushed from the back by the third living dead!

Seeing this, Dongfang Li didn't think much about it, he tightly held the iron weapon in his hand, and wrestled with the third living dead man.

At this time, there was a roar in the distance, from far to near, the ground under his feet trembled.

Dongfang Xiong glanced at it quickly, knowing that the flood was coming, and when he was restless, his movements were a little slower, and he happened to be bitten on the arm by the second living dead.

"Ahhh..." Dongfang Xiong cried out in pain.

But the pain in his body stimulated his tense nerves more and more. Dongfang Xiong clenched his teeth, wrapped his right hand around the neck of the living dead, exerted strength with both hands, and immediately twisted his neck off.

Seeing that his father was bitten, Dongfang Li was anxious and annoyed. He quickly took care of the third living dead, and rushed towards his father non-stop.

"Dad..."

"Get out! Go!" Before Dongfang Li could speak, he was roughly interrupted by Dongfang Xiong. He pried open the loose boulder again and urged, "Go! Go!"

Seeing this, Dongfangli pushed the stone vigorously for him, and refused to leave no matter what.But if you look carefully, you can find that his whole body is trembling and his expression is flustered, as if he is enduring unspeakable pain.

Fortunately, with the best efforts of the two, the big rock was finally pushed to the shore, and the tributary was finally unimpeded.

"Boom--"

The flood that fell from the Nine Heavens rushed down from the main trunk with an indomitable torrential flame, and the turbid river rolled up thousands of waves and rushed into the tributary in the blink of an eye.

"The flood is coming, run!"

I don't know who yelled such a sentence. For a while, terrified shouts came one after another, and people rushed to escape to the heights.

Dongfang Xiong knew that his fate was not long, and he was afraid of becoming a burden to his son, so he pushed Dongfang Li hard, but he staggered and fell by the river.

Dongfang Li fell to the ground and immediately looked back, only to see his father lying not far away, yelling something loudly.

What?What did you say?

Dongfang Li couldn't hear clearly. He was about to stand up and jump over his father, but someone grabbed his arm and staggered back.

Dongfang Li screamed, "Don't! Let me go—"

"boom--"

The flood flooded the sky and swallowed the land on both sides of the bank in an instant!

Dongfang Li was in a trance and shook his head numbly, but he still didn't see the irascible old man.

what happened?Where is his father?

Dongfang Li was dumbfounded, his eyes were so empty that he didn't seem alive.

The flow between heaven and earth seemed to stop at this moment. Dongfang Li's eyes were blank, and he couldn't hear a single sound in his ears.

It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like only a few seconds later, Dongfang Li finally broke free from the boundless darkness, he yelled furiously, madly, and in grief.

At this moment, if Zhao Changling hadn't held him tightly, he might have rushed into the flood long ago.

"Ahhhhh... Dad! Dad..."

Zhao Changling looked exhausted, and hugged his waist tightly, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free.

Death, parting...often in an instant...