After wearing a beautiful proton

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Dongfang Li struggled desperately, but the rope became tighter and tighter, and there was no possibility of escape.

Dongfang Li thought that this was the end of it, and a familiar figure came into his eyes with cracked eyes.

"Changling?"

Zhao Changling walked out with a smile, nodded and said, "Who else is it if it's not me?"

Dongfang blinked his eyes vigorously, repeatedly confirming that he had read the right person, he was relieved, and lay weakly on the ground, dripping with cold sweat.

Suddenly, Dongfang Li saw the burn on his forehead, immediately got up, and asked with heartache: "You...what's wrong with your forehead?"

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Changling said lightly, apparently not wanting to explain further.

Dongfang Li's heart ached unbearably, he hesitated to speak, but he forcibly endured it, but his nose suddenly became sour.

Zhao Changling neatly untied the ropes for Dongfang Li and Uncle Zhong, and explained unhurriedly: "I saw your message, and when I chased after you, I was afraid that Ah Qiang and others would harm you, so I pretended to be a living dead to scare them away. "

It has to be said that Zhao Changling's roars pretending to be the living dead are very similar, to the point of confusing the real one.

"Why are you so smart!" Dongfang Li patted him on the shoulder happily, but seeing him frown and cry out in pain, he asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you injured?"

Zhao Changling shook his head, unwilling to talk about his dispute with Ji Huai.

Soon, all the people in the group were out of trouble, and the joy of escaping from the dead dispelled the fear just now.

Uncle Zhong hunched over, as if he had aged ten years all of a sudden, shivering, ashamed to face others anymore.

Zhao Changling looked around and said in a deep voice, "Ah Qiang and others have just left, we can no longer just sit and wait for death."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was puzzled.

Dongfang Li added with a cold face: "We escaped once or twice by chance, but there is no guarantee for a third time! Ah Qiang and his party will not let us go, we must act first!"

Uncle Zhong understood what he was saying, took a deep breath, hesitated to speak, and didn't know how to persuade him. After all, because of his indecision, he had repeatedly driven the villagers into desperation.

Dongfang Li's eyes were burning like torches, and he said every word: "Those who don't want to die, come with me!"

As soon as the words fell, Dongfang Liyi set off first, heading straight to the direction where A Qiang and others left, and was about to kill the enemy.

Zhao Changling followed closely.

The other two young villagers looked at each other and followed behind.

Uncle Zhong still couldn't make up his mind. Seeing the rest of the old, weak, sick and disabled staring at him, listening to him make decisions, his heart was touched, and he gritted his teeth for everyone to follow.

Therefore, a group of people turned their backs on customers and went to hunt and kill Aqiang and others.

Zhao Changling sighed, although they were weak and deceitful, they were still able to understand clearly, and they were able to kill relatives righteously in the face of big right and wrong.

In other words, the villagers of Qiaotouzhai passed his final test.After all, Zhao Changling didn't expect them to kill the enemy, but he wanted an attitude, an attitude that made him persevere.

In the past, Ji Huai told him more than once that this group of people was not worth what he paid.

Zhao Changling has repeatedly stuck to his guns, but now, the facts have proved that he did nothing wrong.

Dongfang Li walked side by side with him, and said shamelessly: "They have lived most of their lives, and they are afraid of the head and the tail, which makes you bother."

Zhao Changling shook his head, without saying a word, but his eyes fell on the group of children, his cold heart seemed to be softened by the breeze.

Suddenly, Zhao Changling stopped, raised his hand to signal everyone to stop, closed his eyes and said: "There is a smell of blood, be careful!"

Zhao Changling stepped cautiously, and at a turning, he suddenly saw Ah Qiang's body!

Looking up, the rest of the young people also fell to the ground, unable to rest in peace. They were pierced into hedgehogs by bows and arrows, and their clothes were stained red with blood.

Zhao Changling turned pale with shock, thought there was an ambush, and scanned sharply, but found no strangers, but there were many messy footsteps on the muddy ground in the distance.

It seems that the archers who shot Ah Qiang and the others had already left, and they were one step too late after all.

When Uncle Zhong saw the corpses on the ground, he covered his mouth in horror, took a few steps back weakly, and asked in a daze, "Who? Who killed them?"

Uncle Zhong convinced himself over and over again in his heart that they had harmed others and committed public anger, and whether they died or lived had nothing to do with him.But when he saw this group of young lives fell to the ground lifelessly, he couldn't help but choked up.

Zhao Changling, as if facing a formidable enemy, hastily called the villagers to gather together and urged them to flee in another direction.

Although the old people were tired and hungry, they knew something was wrong, dragged a group of children, and ran so fast that even Hui Niang, who had a big belly, felt windy on the soles of her feet.

Dongfang Li's face was livid, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Those cowardly bastards hiding in the city actually have a backhand! Seeing that we narrowly escaped death, we killed them on the way!"

The city lord sent two groups of people to harvest their lives, but they were repeatedly frustrated.Now, people are actually ambushing on the road, shooting and killing A Qiang and his like, which is bound to attract the living dead and let them die!

At this time, if the city lord appeared here, he would definitely be hacked into pieces by Dongfang Li.

"Roar--"

It was too late and then quickly, a roar sounded from not far away, and the mournful roar echoed in the valley.

The living dead came so fast, Zhao Changling gritted his teeth with hatred, and shouted: "Run!"

The crowd was in a commotion, panicking like headless chickens.

In the next second, there was a continuous roar, which completely broke the remaining luck in their hearts. The old people panicked and dragged the young children to flee.

Zhao Changling held back the severe pain and escorted everyone away with a pale face.

Soon, the hideous and inhuman living dead came after them!They opened their bloody mouths wide, like a bloodthirsty beast, rushing over with hands and feet on the ground, threatening to tear them apart!

Zhao Changling asked Dongfang Li to lead the people to flee for their lives, and drew out his long sword to break the back without hesitation!

In the long and narrow valley, Zhao Changling was the gatekeeper, and he cut down the living dead who tried to break through the blockade!

"嗤——" The sound of the sharp sword cutting off the head was clear to the ears.

Zhao Changling was already seriously injured, his body had reached its limit, and his movements of swinging the sword became more and more slow, and sometimes some undead people even passed him and rushed towards Dongfang Li and the others.

Zhao Changling bit his tongue, the severe pain made him conscious.

As he retreated quickly, he wrapped the long sword around his wrist with a cloth strip. As long as he still has the weapon, he won't fall down easily!

Time passed by every minute and every second, and more and more living dead fell, gradually filling the entire valley, and the ancient land was stained red with blood.

But the living dead in the distance kept coming in an endless stream. They roared and roared, attracted by the blood, and their hunting instinct urged them to rush forward.

"Huhu..." Zhao Changling was so tired that he was out of breath, his heavy eyelids could hardly be opened, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Suddenly, a shout came from far behind: "Changling, come quickly! We found a house left by a hunter!"

Zhao Changling trembled all over, looked back wearily, and knew that they had found a place to hide, so he changed his strategy, drew back his long sword, turned around and ran away!

"Roar--"

Zhao Changling fled in another direction in order to lure the living dead behind him away.

Under the dim moonlight, a slender figure ran wildly in the valley, followed by countless undead.

Dongfang Li stood on a high rock, looking at it motionless, his hands and feet were cold, his expression was numb, and the only thing he could think of was that handsome figure who was not afraid of death.

"He... lures away the living dead, will he die?" Dongfang Li didn't dare to think about it.

In a dilapidated house, the survivors did not dare to fall down. They hurriedly found wood to block the windows and doors, lest the living dead break in.

In the dead of night, everyone was at the end of their ropes, their feet were numb and heavy, and they could no longer take another step.

Soon, Uncle Zhong took the survivors and nailed the doors and windows to death. Although the foothold was still dilapidated, it could at least last for a while.

Uncle Zhong cautiously stepped out of the room, and asked sadly, "That young man... hasn't come back yet?"

Dongfang Li froze, and said to himself: "He will come back, he will..."

Uncle Zhong wanted to tell him to go back and rest for a while, but seeing Dongfang Li's serious expression, which was actually harder than a rock under the moonlight, he didn't dare to say a word, turned back trembling.

Dongfang Li stood still, blinking only once after a long time, for fear of missing his tracks.

Slowly, Dongfang Li's eyes became more and more tired and heavy, and he was too sleepy to lift his eyelids, and even had hallucinations, seeing Zhao Changling walking slowly.

"Ally, I'm back."

Dongfang Li lowered his head, his consciousness becoming more and more blurred.Ah!Not only hallucinations, but also auditory hallucinations?

"Ali, wake up..." The call sounded in my ear again.

Dongfang Li's muddled consciousness suddenly came to his senses. He stood up abruptly, looked at the tired and disfigured man in front of him, and slapped himself in a daze.

painful!Not a dream!

Dongfang Li relaxed, and the big stone in his heart fell to the ground. He was like a carefree child, happily circling around Zhao Changling, smiling silly.

Suddenly, Dongfang Li noticed the blood on his clothes, his hands were shaking, and he asked in a panic, "Are you injured? Where are you injured!"

Zhao Changling shook his head, and replied weakly: "I'm fine, these bloodstains are not mine."

Dongfang Li heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly called him into the house to rest.

Zhao Changling followed numbly. He had just taken a few steps when his feet gave way and he fell to the ground.

Zhao Changling closed his eyes and waited for the pain to come, but his chest suddenly touched a wall of flesh and lifted him up.

Dongfang Li concealed the heartache in his eyes without any trace, and smiled uglier than crying, "You are tired, I will carry you in."

Hearing this, Zhao Changling smiled weakly, and then slowly closed his eyes.

When Dongfang Li carried him into the room, Uncle Zhong rushed over to greet him and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

Dongfang Li signaled him to keep quiet, and said weakly, "He's tired, let him sleep for a while."

In the small house covered with cobwebs, the musty stench penetrated into the nostrils, but no one disliked it. Except for the two villagers on duty, everyone else fell asleep.