This Celestial Master is so flirtatious [Entertainment Circle]

The white shadow in front came quickly, and Mo Xing's reaction was also extremely fast.

Instead of retreating, he took a step forward, and then slid against the wall behind him, sliding to the side like a fish swimming.

The white shadow also tried to turn around, but couldn't stop it in time, and hit the corner of the stairs with a bang, causing the wall to shatter into pieces.

At this moment, Mu Xuanqing, who was separated by ten stairs, could barely see Bai Ying's appearance in the light of the flashlight - it was a woman with two twisted braids, wearing a white shirt and black skirt like a hundred years ago student attire.

No, that thing can no longer be called a person.Its face is stiff, its eyes are dull, its skin exposed outside its clothes is blue-gray, and it is covered with a layer of sparse hair. The one-inch-long black nail protruding from the hand that smashed the corner of the wall just now is now digging deeply into it. in the wall.

The zombie quickly withdrew his hand.Its neck twisted mechanically towards the stairs, and its green eyes looked at Mu Xuanqing who was standing above.

However, it immediately turned its head and jumped after Mo Xing who was running away.

Mu Xuanqing frowned tightly, and while reaching into the hem of his jacket to take out the swinging stick hanging from his waist, he quickly ran into the basement.

This basement is almost as spacious as the hall on the first floor of the bungalow, and there is no light in it. The only light source is the flashlight on the shoulders of Mo Xing and Mu Xuanqing.

At this time, the beam of light on Mo Xing's shoulder shook very violently, because he was fighting with zombies.

Although the zombie's attack method is simple and direct, it cannot be flexible, but it leaps quickly and is extremely powerful. Every attack will shatter the wall and leave deep scratches.

In order to prevent it from jumping behind him to attack, Mo Xing kept dodging and moving with his back against the wall.His steps seem to be chaotic, but in fact they are very methodical. His soft body is moving around. Even though the zombies are fiercely attacking, they can't attack him.

Mu Xuanqing originally thought that Mo Xing was bare-handed, and with a wave of his arm, he threw out the stick, and ran up to help.

However, when he got closer, he realized that Mo Xing was clasping a few spikes in his left hand, and the same in his right hand.There is also a little red glow at the tip of the nail, although faint, it cannot be ignored in the dark environment.

The moment he saw the red light clearly, Mo Xing almost slid sideways against the zombie, raised his right hand, and stabbed the spike in his hand into the zombie's left ear hole quickly and steadily.

Mu Xuanqing hesitated for a moment, then stopped - Mo Xing must have a plan, if he intervenes rashly, it may ruin the other party's affairs.

He looked at the zombie carefully again, and sure enough, he saw that it also had nails stuck in its two nostrils.And Mo Xing quickly changed the nail to the other hand. This time, he was holding a long nail in his left hand, looking for an opportunity to pierce the zombie's right ear hole.

The constantly shaking flashlight made people dazzled, and the two cameras still surrounding Mo Xing flew up and down, left and right quickly with his movements, and the images they took were shaking so that the audience was dizzy.

In the live broadcast room that Mo Xing could not see, the number of viewers on his split screen was soaring at this time, and various bullet screens were stacked to almost cover the screen.The audience scolded the program group for making the effect too realistic and scary, and at the same time couldn't help but turn off the barrage to watch Mo Xingdou Zombie.There are also many people who claim to be fans of Mo Xing, and keep attracting entertainment companies to sign people to debut as stars.

In this way, under the witness of thousands of spectators, Mo Xing sealed the zombie's nose, ears, and eyes with six spikes.

Mo Xing pinched the last long nail, his breath could no longer maintain the original stability, and his chest heaved obviously.

Just the last one...

At this moment, the zombie suddenly opened its mouth and let out a terrifying and terrifying howl.

Mo Xing wanted to step aside, but his body couldn't keep up with his thoughts.He only felt a burst of cold air rushing towards his face, reminding him of the ghost cave in the Demon Realm that he had been to a long time ago.

This cold air pierces the skin and bones, it can freeze the soul.Mo Xing was also pushed back nearly ten meters by this hurricane-like breath, and fell limply to the ground.

Mo Xing screamed in his heart, but he couldn't get up for a while.I didn't feel it when I was concentrating on fighting just now, but now that I fell to the ground, it seemed as if the energy I had gathered had dissipated.

He raised his head, and saw that the zombie stretched out his hands and jumped towards him, and he could jump three or four meters in one step.

——This body is really exhausted by the eyes.It seems that the last sealing nail can be driven in only by fighting to get hurt.

The zombie was close at hand in the blink of an eye, Mo Xing squeezed the spikes in his hand, adjusted his body posture, and prepared for both sides to suffer...

At this moment, a black metal stick suddenly stretched out in front of him from the side, and caught the zombie's long nails with a clang.

The metal rod trembled against the zombie's strength, and after a while, it finally pushed the opponent back a little, and a figure from the back appeared in Mo Xing's eyes.

Mu Xuanqing held the handle of the throwing stick with both hands and twisted it upwards vigorously, forcing the zombie to withdraw his hand, and then took advantage of the gap before it attacked again, quickly raised his leg sideways, and kicked it hard on the waist and abdomen.

The zombie was kicked and slipped two meters backwards, Mu Xuanqing followed closely and stepped forward, slashing with his stick.He swung a swinging stick vigorously, and every time it hit the zombie, it made a dull thumping sound.

Mo Xing on the ground blinked in surprise.Although he used Mu Xuanqing as a cheat for evil spirits, he didn't really count the opponent as a combat power. Now he was a little surprised to see that Mu Xuanqing was so good at fighting.

Mu Xuanqing's strength is obviously much stronger than that of ordinary people, but unfortunately, hair has grown on the body of this zombie, and the metal throwing stick can't do anything to it, it can only hinder its actions, but cannot cause effective damage.

However, the zombie's six orifices were sealed, and he had some scruples about Mu Xuanqing, so he only reached out to his face, not daring to approach his body at all.As a result, the two sides are fighting at a stalemate for the time being.

The barrage on the live screen was still exclaiming for Mo Xing's fall just now, but now they are applauding Mu Xuanqing's skill, and some even sympathize with the "NPC who plays zombies".

At this time, Mo Xing had already got up, holding the spike in his hand and approaching the battle group in front.

He also didn't intervene rashly, just waited for the opportunity.

Not long after, Mo Xing saw the corners of the zombie's mouth squirming, and immediately shouted: "Squat down!"

Mu Xuanqing directly lunged and lowered his waist, then shook his head with his shoulders sideways, giving way to Mo Xing behind him. The zombie's head was only missing. He knew what Mo Xing was waiting for.

At this moment, Mo Xing raised his hand, and threw out the spike in his hand, shooting at the zombie like an off-string arrow.

The zombie just opened its mouth, and before it could make a howl, the spikes rushed into its mouth and pierced its tongue hard.

As soon as Mo Xing threw out the nail, he immediately replaced it with a hosta, making the hairpin like a pen, and the pen was like a dragon and a snake.

In the picture, the audience can see that the tip of the white hosta is shining with red light, and the red light is pulled into a red line by the hosta like ink.In just one breath, Mo Xing drew a floating red spell.

【what happened?How can there be special effects? ! 】

[What kind of high technology is this? ! 】

[I saw that his hairpin can suck blood like a test tube, I thought it was so strange...]

Amidst the countless shocking barrages, Mo Xing raised his hand again, and the red spell in the air quickly rushed towards the zombie, almost hitting the zombie's face one after the other following the nail just now.

All the movements of the zombie stopped suddenly, and they froze in place.

Just as Mu Xuanqing stopped and stood up straight, Mo Xing had already rushed to his side.

"Quickly reach out, I can only hold it for a second!"

Mu Xuanqing stretched out his left hand almost reflexively, and immediately the tip of the jade hairpin touched his fingertips again.

Mo Xing squeezed the jade hairpin and skipped the bony hand, and directly stabbed the zombie's chest with a drop of blood. The whole movement was smooth and smooth, without any hesitation or pause.

The hosta cut through clothing without hindrance, punctured the skin, and plunged deep into the zombie's heart.

Mo Xing didn't stay longer, seeing Mu Xuanqing's evil spirit pouring into the zombie's body, he immediately pulled out the jade hairpin, cut off the evil spirit by the way, and pulled Mu Xuanqing's arm again.

"retreat!"

While drinking in a low voice, he squeezed a tactic with his left hand, and in an instant a gust of wind pushed the two of them back more than ten meters away.

Mo Xing let go of Mu Xuanqing, and the hosta in his right hand disappeared somewhere.He bent his right hand back, burrowed into his sportswear jacket and touched the back of his waist, and took out a black folding umbrella. He quickly opened his hands and stood in front of the two of them.

The zombie in front started to tremble slightly just now, and at the moment when Mo Xing opened the umbrella, it finally exploded with a bang.Countless rotten meat and broken bones splashed everywhere, and many of them crackled on the umbrella surface.

The two hid behind the umbrella and waited for a while before the movement in front of them gradually subsided.

Mo Xing took a look outside the umbrella, couldn't help but whistled, and sighed while putting away the umbrella: "Fortunately, you are willing to come down to help. I thought it was a green zombie at most, but I didn't expect it to have evolved to The initial stage of hair stiffness. If it's just me, I can't solve it so quickly."

Mu Xuanqing glanced at him indifferently, but he couldn't tell how true these words were from his relaxed expression.

Mo Xing took out a few thick sealed bags from his pocket, and asked Mu Xuanqing casually: "Do you want it? You whipped that thing so many times with your stick, it would be disgusting to just hang it back on your body."

Mu Xuanqing took one silently.

When he put on the stick and hung it back around his waist, he lowered his eyes and saw a black thing at his feet, the size of half a palm, and there seemed to be some golden lines on it.

"What is this?" Mu Xuanqing lightly kicked the thing.

"Ok?"

Mo Xing, who had put away the umbrella, saw it from the side, squatted down and took a closer look, and found that there were some similar pieces around, so he moved his body to observe it, and then stood up again.

"It should be a tablet, hidden in its body."

Mu Xuanqing thought of the tribute table on the second floor without a tablet, and answered naturally: "Is this person's own tablet?"

"No, you don't need a tablet to turn a corpse into a zombie..." Mo Xing stroked his chin thoughtfully, "This hiding method is like a crooked way to use the characteristics of zombies' immortality to extend their lives."

Mu Xuanqing just asked casually, and by looking at Mo Xing's expression, he could tell that this thing was not important, so he said: "Since the source of the blocked space has been solved, get out quickly."

Mo Xing raised his head and looked up, and smiled meaningfully: "It's time to go out. I don't know if the things above are over."

Mu Xuanqing frowned and looked at him, with a coldness in his dark eyes.

Mo Xing burst out laughing: "Don't worry, your driver has merit and will be fine. Alright, let's go up."

After speaking, he walked towards the stairs first, still humming a little tune.

Mu Xuanqing followed behind him, and vaguely heard him singing——

Injustice has its head, and the debt has its owner.Repaying debts is a matter of course.