Zombie Contract: After the doomsday crisis, the strongest zombie is born

A chill came over her, and Ren Tingting shivered and subconsciously leaned forward.

This unintentional action cleverly avoided the claws of the zombies rushing behind her.

Danger was coming, and the cold light pierced her back. Ren Tingting fell forward and avoided the second claw.

She turned around and finally faced the zombie that suddenly appeared.

"""Grandpa?" she asked hesitantly.

Although his appearance had changed, the blood connection still allowed her to recognize the identity of the zombie in front of her.

"What's the meaning of"Grandfather"? He said zombie, even if you call him ancestor, he won't let you go. Why don't you hurry over here?"

Taoist Simu shouted anxiously.

He wanted to take advantage of the time when Mao Jiang was stunned to pull the girl over.

But as soon as he moved, Mao Jiang would stare at him.

"Strange! Why is this hairy zombie not moving?"

"Could it be that... calling him grandpa really works?"

Simu was surprised to find that after the girl called him grandpa, the hairy zombie in front of him really froze in place. The hairy zombie looked around and did not continue to attack.

Could it really work?

At this moment, Taoist Simu was in a struggle.

More than ten years of advanced Maoshan education told him how absurd and outrageous this method was, but everything that happened before his eyes seemed to prove that this method was really useful.

How about... give it a try?

"Grandpa……"

"Cough cough!"

""Grandpa."

Taoist Simu called out softly, and took another half step forward tentatively.

Hey! It worked!

The hairy zombie just glanced at him and didn't attack!

"Grandpa."

He took a step forward.

"Grandpa."

He took another step forward.

Finally, after calling several times, he came to Ren Tingting's side.

He helped Ren Tingting up.

"What's wrong?"

"Why are you looking so strange?"

Taoist Simu asked doubtfully.

The girl in front of him was looking at him with strange eyes.

"He is my grandpa!"

Ren Tingting pursed her lips and said softly

"Really?"Master Simu was stunned.

""Yeah."

Ren Tingting nodded.

"It's over!"

Taoist Simu felt a chill in his heart.

He slowly looked up.

The hairy zombie had raised its dry hands, with its sharp nails pointed at his heart...

In the forest, there was a cave in the overgrown weeds.

A figure in a dark blue robe suddenly appeared in the open space in front of the cave.

The figure was shrouded in a dark evil aura like black smoke, and it looked ominous everywhere.

"Fortunately, I went to Shonan this time and stopped by to check it out."

""I almost...had someone ruin my plan."

The man said in a hoarse and low voice.

He made a hand gesture with his left hand, raised his right hand, and a black talisman flew into the dark cave.

Roar!

A terrifying roar came from the cave.

The man stood still without making any further moves.

But after a moment, there was a noise of friction on the ground.

Then, a"person" with a rotten body staggered out.

People... should be called zombies. The one who walked out of the cave was Old Master Ren who was severely injured by the yellow talisman given by Luo Yuan before!

He fled in a hurry that night and fled to a hidden cave in the mountains outside the town.

The originally blue-gray tough skin is now full of ulcers.

If the yellow talisman was more powerful, Old Master Ren would probably be directly destroyed.

At the moment, he can only... Hide in the cave, and come out at night to absorb the moonlight to repair the body.

The visitor looked at the miserable state of Old Master Ren, and there seemed to be anger in his eyes.

Almost, just almost, decades of planning would be wasted.

How could he not be angry.

With a flip of his sleeves, a red blood bead appeared in his hand.

A trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes.

This blood bead was not easy to come by.

But he sacrificed blood from several mountain villages to condense it.

When the blood bead appeared, Old Master Ren, who had been acting listless, suddenly roared excitedly.

If the visitor had not placed a ban on him long ago, I am afraid that Old Master Ren would have pounced on him by now.

Blood beads are something that zombies cannot resist.

After a while.

A fierce light flashed in the visitor's eyes.

He raised his hand and flicked it, and the blood bead in his hand floated towards Old Master Ren.

""Swish!"

Old Master Ren swallowed it in one gulp.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a surge of blood and energy burst out from Old Master Ren.

The world seemed to be shaking violently.

The black and red aura filled the air, attracting the remaining evil energy between heaven and earth to condense.

Gradually, a black barrier enveloped Old Master Ren.

"Advanced"

"It's worth it for me to waste such a precious blood bead."

"Damn it, I'm going to crush that guy to ashes!"

The man gnashed his teeth and said.

After a while, the black barrier formed by the evil spirit disappeared.

A brand new old man Ren appeared in front of the man.

His rotten skin had now returned to a smooth gray.

If you look closely, you can see that the skin is covered with a layer of fine white hair.

"Hairy zombie!"

"Ren Weiyong, Ren Weiyong"

"You would never have thought that you would steal my Feng Shui land, but in the end I would turn you into a zombie."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The man looked up and laughed.

After laughing, he made hand gestures with both hands, ready to take Old Master Ren away.

The affairs of Xiangnan were still waiting for him to deal with, and he couldn't delay any longer.

"Hmm?"

The visitor looked at Old Master Ren who was struggling and refusing to leave.

"There are still blood relatives?!"

After some calculations, the visitor made a surprising discovery.

Zombies can be advanced by sucking blood.

Among them, the blood donation of close relatives is particularly effective.

It is almost a hundred times the effect.

"Go!"

"We will leave here after we solve the problem."

After the man gave the order, he shot away.

Roar!

Old Master Ren roared on the spot and turned back to the cave.

The pair of sharp claws were about to swing down.

Taoist Simu raised his arms instinctively, trying to resist the fierce attack.

He had no expectations in his heart.

He knew very well how fierce the hairy zombie was.

His magic weapon copper bell was broken by the opponent's claws, not to mention his fragile flesh and blood.

"Brother, where are you? Don't come back. This hairy zombie is too powerful. I can't beat it.……"

"Disciple, I can't go back. You should take good care of yourself in the future. The money that I saved when I was dying should be placed in……"

"Old monk, in your next life, don’t become a Buddhist. Come and learn Taoism from me.……"

People say that before death, everything that happened in one's life will be replayed slowly in one's mind.

Simu feels this way now.

He knows.

If there is no change, death will greet him in the next moment.

But he is a direct disciple of Maoshan after all, how can he be so cowardly and wait for death.

In an instant, the internal energy of the profound skills in his body condensed. Simu's right hand was like a sword, and he pointed out with a flash of lightning.

If he died, he had to die with value.

This finger gathered all his profound skills.

Perhaps, it could also cause some damage to the hairy zombie in front of him.