"What's going on? You're making such a fuss...ah"
In the tent, Steward Wu came out again, opened the tent, and saw the zombies in the field. His face changed with fright, he screamed, and hid back in the tent.
"What's going on, Mr. Wu?" the child asked.
"Brother seventy-one, it's not good, the prince has come out, he looks so frightened."
The black steward made a coquettish voice like a drake, twitched his buttocks, walked up to the child with his orchid fingers, and kept patting his chest, looking frightened.
"Uncle Wang is out. That's great. I want to see him."
Hearing this, the little boy got down from the chair and walked towards the outside of the tent.
"Brother Seventy-One, don't do it, it's very dangerous."
Manager Wu quickly stopped him.
"I order you to take me to see it," the little boy said coldly.
"Okay, okay, brother seventy-one"
Manager Wu picked up the little boy and walked out of the tent like a slave. Then the little boy saw the screaming zombies in the field. He looked innocent and asked: "What are you doing? Why are you doing this to Uncle Wang?"
The others looked at the little boy like a fool, he was a zombie and had no humanity.
Seeing this, Mao Xiaofang was about to take action but withdrew his hand. He took a few steps back and asked Taoist Qianhe at the side: "Taoist Qianhe, if I kill him, will anything happen to you?"
Hearing this, Taoist Master Qianhe frowned slightly and looked at the zombie who was still reaching out to draw his sword. Then he looked at the little boy and said, "Brother Seventy-One, if we don't kill him, we will all die." .
After listening to Taoist Master Qianhe's words, Steward Wu stood up, fiddled with the silk handkerchief of Orchid Finger, and said angrily: "What are you talking about? How could the prince kill Brother Seventy-One?"
"Guanshi Wu, if you say that, then I won't be able to transport the corpse this time." Taoist Master Qianhe held back his anger. He almost died in the hands of the zombies. If Mao Xiaofang hadn't taken action, he might have been with his four disciples now. died.
Which is more important, living or transporting corpses? Of course, living is the most important thing. Even if he is wanted, he doesn't want to continue doing it.
"You..." Wu Guanshi was extremely angry. He looked at the zombies in the field and was frightened to death. Then he turned to look at the little boy and said, "Brother Seventy-One, the prince's zombie nature has been completely revealed." Losing your mind, it would be better to kill him before we all suffer”.
Hearing this, the little boy looked at the zombies, nodded and said, "Okay, then kill them."
At this moment, the zombie took out the money sword and threw it out. He glanced at Mao Xiaofang timidly, then turned around and ran away.
When the others saw the zombie approaching, they quickly ran to the side, but they did not dare to stop the zombie.
Seeing the zombie trying to escape, Mao Xiaofang hurriedly chased after him. Like a breeze under his feet, he appeared in front of the zombie in the blink of an eye, throwing the glutinous rice out of his hand.
“Bang bang bang”
After being hit by the glutinous rice, crackling sparks suddenly appeared on the zombie's body, roaring loudly, and stopped moving forward.
Seeing this, Mao Xiaofang stepped back a few steps, and a yellow cloth full of spells appeared in his hands again, and he threw it into the sky. The yellow spell cloth rotated in the air and flew towards the zombies.
The zombie felt a danger falling from the sky, turned around and wanted to escape by leaping, but the yellow talisman cloth was like a tracking missile. The moment the zombie jumped up, the talisman cloth wrapped around the zombie's body with a "swish" sound, Mao Xiaofang Then he immediately used his hands to create a spell.
"tear"
Above the sky, a brilliant bolt of lightning fell from the sky, streaking across the sky with a breath of destruction.
"boom"!
A sound of thunder, like a thunderous cry, struck the zombie and exploded immediately.
The people around them felt that their vision was blurred, because the light from the thunder explosion was too bright, and they had to close their eyes. At the same time, there was a roar in their ears, and the whole brain was buzzing.
After a long while, everyone gradually recovered. When they looked at the zombie, they saw countless burning fragments remaining on the ground around them. As for the zombie, it had long since disappeared.
"Junior brother~~"
It happened that at this time, the voice of Taoist Priest Four Eyes came from afar. Behind him was Master Ikkyu. The two of them looked panicked. They had just heard bursts of thunder and vaguely felt that the situation was becoming serious, so they quickened their pace again. .
"Uncle Wang~~is gone." The little boy outside the camp looked confused.
Hearing this, Guanshi Wu quickly comforted him: "Brother Seventy-One, there is nothing we can do about it. Your Majesty, he has lost his humanity and bites everyone he sees."
The killing of zombies just now was approved by Steward Wu. If he regrets it now, he will also be punished. He can only continue to fool the little boy. Anyway, what has happened has already happened, and it is too late to regret it.
On the other side, hearing the voice of Taoist Master Four Eyes, Taoist Master Qianhe came back to his senses and looked at Mao Xiaofang. He was already shocked. It was beyond his imagination that there was such a powerful Taoist art in this era. Unfathomable realm.
The art of attracting thunder with one move is a move that Taoist Master Qianhe will never be able to use in his life. Among his few brothers, only a handful can do it, but it also requires the help of Taoist tools and takes a long time to arrange. When used, there is no one like Mao Xiaofang, who can cause thunder from the sky in just a few breaths.
"Junior brother, where are the zombies?"
Taoist Priest Four Eyes came to Taoist Priest Qianhe, looked around and found that there were no traces of zombies, but the mess on the ground seemed to have traces of a fight.
Mao Xiaofang also walked towards Taoist Master Qianhe. When Yixiu saw him, he asked, "Brother Mao, where are the zombies?"
"You are too late, the zombies have been eliminated"
Mao Xiaofang smiled, then pointed to the ground not far away and said, "Look at the scattered fires on the ground. They are all fragments of zombies."
"No way..." Taoist Master Four Eyes and Master Yixiu looked confused. Special zombies are very powerful. They are usually the leaders among zombies. They are extremely difficult to kill. They often have to pay a heavy price to kill them. Kill the zombies.
But...they didn't see these people hurt.
"Brother, Master Yixiu, Brother Mao killed the zombies alone, it's very impressive."
Taoist priest Qianhe explained that he didn't want to believe it, but the facts were in front of him. He had seen it with his own eyes and had to face the reality. He was too powerful.
Taoist Master Four Eyes and Master Yixiu looked at Mao Xiaofang with shocked faces, while Taoist Master Qianhe continued to explain the process of killing zombies.
Mao Xiaofang's Taoist skills completely shocked Taoist Master Simu and Master Yixiu. In this era where cultivation is so difficult, it is simply unimaginable that such powerful Taoist skills can appear.
Next, without the zombies, Taoist priest Qianhe did not need to continue to the capital this time. He separated directly from Guanshi Wu and the others, then met up with Bulma and the others, and went to Taoist priest Shimu's home.
"What, the zombie was killed so quickly, then my treasure gourd...".
"Bulma, fly the plane well."
"I have to thank Dao Brother Mao for arriving in time this time, otherwise my life would be disabled."
"Brother Mao is so fast that Taoist brother Simu and I can't catch up."
"Dead monk, I was concerned about you and that's why I didn't pursue you with all my strength."
"Brother Taoist with four eyes, you are a dead duck with a tough mouth."
"Dead monk, what did you say?"
Seeing the quarrel between Master Four Eyes and Master Yixiu, Master Mao Xiaofang and Master Qianhe smiled and shook their heads. The others were not surprised and were used to it.
"The first line of survival mission is completed, and each participant will be rewarded with 800 points and will return in one hour."
Everyone in the chat group received the notice, so after returning to Taoist Master Simu's home, Mao Xiaofang found a reason to leave.
"It would be great if we had neighbors like Brother Mao."
Looking at the departing plane, Taoist priest Simu sighed, with a bit of envy in his expression, and a bit of thinking about the food.
"The poor monk will live here for the rest of his life and will never leave."
Master Yixiu shook his sleeves with a smile, turned around and returned to the house.
"Damn monk, sooner or later I will drive you away, huh"
Taoist Priest Simu snorted coldly and returned to the house.
.....
An hour later, everyone returned to their own worlds.
"Taoist Priest Four Eyes enters the chat group."
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