Jiang Si gripped the knife with both hands and said in a loud voice, "Dads, don't worry. Even if this monster eats us, we'll still be a family reunion!"
With a strong voice, Si Mubei spat directly from the bottom of the pit: "If he eats you up and we're reunited, then you'll be pulled out one lump of food and I'll be staring at each other?"
Gong Gong kicked Si Mubei with both feet: "You dead tombstone, how disgusting! I want to live for five hundred years with my daughter and see you swallowed by monsters and turned into a lump of something with your left eye facing your right eye!"
"Gong Gong Baba, beat him up!" Jiang Si stirred up trouble from above, saying, "Kill Mu Bei Mama, and we'll divide his assets among ourselves. Your eldest son, my baba says Mu Bei Mama is quite good at hiding money!"
"What? This perennial runner-up has a secret stash of money?"
"We must find out his secret stash of money..."
With a loud boom, flames shot out, illuminating the entire cave and drowning out the voices of the Red Eyebrows Fleet's bandits inside the pit.
Si Mubei wanted to ask how his daughter was, but the others kicked him and said, "Your daughter is fighting a monster. Don't shout, you'll disturb her morale!"
"If anything happens to my daughter, I'll tear you to pieces and that won't be enough to vent my anger!"
"Keep babbling, keep babbling, or the boss will find out and skin you alive, pull out your tendons, and make you swing on a swing with your intestines!"
"You're amazing." The Zombie King looked at his arm, from which a chunk of flesh had been sliced off, and praised Jiang Si: "You're the most delicious and powerful food I've ever seen. If I eat you, I'll mutate again, becoming no different from a human!"
Jiang Si raised her Tang sword: "Your kind said the same thing to me, but unfortunately, he has now become a soul under my blade!"
In the post-apocalyptic zombie era, the zombies wanted to eat her.
She wants the crystal core.
It all comes down to individual ability.
"That's because they're useless. I'm different from them!" the Zombie King said, his fingernails suddenly growing longer, with ten fingernails on each hand, like ten sharp blades.
"It's different, no, you all say the same thing when you die. Can't you keep up with the times and come up with something new?" Jiang Si asked provocatively with a smile. "For example, tell me, is your precious treasure hidden in your heart or in your head?"
The Zombie King, dragging his long fingernails, walked towards Jiang Si: "My treasure is hidden in my head. Take it if you dare!"
"Thank you, old man!" Jiang Si said, then leaped up and raised her Tang sword, which was wrapped in powerful spiritual energy, and slashed at the zombie king Lin Tou.
The zombie king raised his hand to shield himself, and all ten of his long fingernails were cleanly severed. The long fingernails also gave his head room to dodge.
The ginger slices and Tang knife didn't reach his head.
The zombie king sensed danger, its fingernails were cut off, and it quickly retreated, crashing headfirst into a hard stone wall, creating a hole in it, before running away.
Jiang Si narrowed her eyes, came to the pit, stood on the edge of the pit, and swung her Tang sword. The sword energy cut through the straw ropes binding the cheap dad's hands and feet: "Hey, dads, be careful. I'm going to kill the monster that tied you up and avenge you!"
"Wait a minute, honey..."
Ignoring their calls, Jiang Si grabbed the little zombie and quickly crawled into the hole the zombie king had made.
The bandits of the Red Eyebrow Fleet, soaking wet and reeking of foul odor, grumbled at each other: "It's all your fault! Don't you know your own limitations? Jumping into the water to chase a monster, you're a true hero!"
"Pah, everyone agreed to jump into the water to chase the monster, what does that have to do with me? Hurry up and save our daughter, otherwise if she loses even a single hair, that dog boss will kill us all."
"Wait, what's this?" Gong Gong saw something shiny in the pit, bent down and picked it up.
Fu Huan shone a flashlight on the object, and the light reflected off it made Si Mubei exclaim, "Star Diamond!"
Jiang Si jumped into the hole and used her fire-based abilities to create a fire dragon in the darkness, illuminating the passage.
There was no one in the passage, nor any zombies.
At the end of the passage, we left the underground and came to the surface.
The stench on the ground was even stronger than underground, and the lush green weeds were taller than a person!
"Is this your lair, Little Zombie King?" Jiang Si tugged at Yan Liu and asked the Little Zombie King in front of her.
The little zombie king, looking like a pitiful puppy, was pulled and twisted by Jiang Si, his eyes red, "This isn't my lair, I'm a zombie!"
"Oh, you're such a poor little thing!" Jiang Si said, sticking the willow branch into the ground, leaving the little zombie king behind, and walking alone into the lush green grass.
The lush, tall grass, reaching over a meter in height, withered and spread outwards from where she had walked, until everything within sight turned yellow and withered in an instant.
Jiang Si's pale face regained its color, and her grip on the knife strengthened. A spark flew from the tip of the knife and landed on the ground, instantly igniting the withered wild grass.
The fire spread like wildfire, burning all the withered grass and revealing the ash-covered soil.
Jiang Si arrived at a high place, where willow branches descended to the ground and intertwined to form a rattan chair. She sat in the chair, plunged her Tang sword into the ground, and tore off the cloth wrapped around her left hand.
He rested his left hand on the armrest of the chair, and drops of blood dripped from his wrist. The rich scent of grass and wood masked the smell of burnt wild grass and ashes.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes, ten minutes later, the swishing sound rang out.
Countless low-level zombies, with clumsy steps, waving stiff arms, their bodies covered in sores, their faces pale, and their eyes bulging, walked towards her.
Jiang Si sat in the chair and looked around. All she saw were low-level zombies, the highest level being only four or five. The zombie king from before was nowhere to be seen.
But it doesn't matter, no zombie can resist its instincts and isn't interested in her blood.
Jiang Si released a powerful spiritual force that enveloped herself, and the zombies that had already approached were blocked by an invisible force, unable to reach the place filled with the alluring smell of blood.
Blood continued to drip; her powerful mental strength prevented the zombies from attacking her, but it couldn't stop the smell of blood from spreading.
Especially the bloody smell, which carries the fragrance of grass and trees; under her wind-based superpower, the bloody smell can be smelled wherever there is wind.
From day to night, the roars and howls of zombies echoed in Jiang Si's ears. When she woke up from her rest with her eyes closed, she saw that under the bright moonlight, she was surrounded by a dark mass of zombies.
She slowly took out a healing spray from her spatial storage, knowing full well that the spray would be of no use to the wounds she had created.
She still pretended to spray and clean the wound, but the wound did not heal, blood dripped, and the flesh was still tearing open.
She stared at the wound, exhaling a deep breath. Her own mental energy had injured her, and her healing abilities simply couldn't heal it.
It's just like a doctor who can't heal himself, hurting himself, especially with such a large area of injury, he can only wait for it to heal on its own.
Tsk!
Jiang Si clicked her tongue, thinking that at the auction, some people still regarded her as a female war goddess.
A female warrior who can't even heal herself—that's pathetic.
She picked out a red dress from her spatial storage, tore off a large piece of red gauze, wrapped it around her wrist and tied it in a pretty knot. She stood up, picked up her Tang sword with one hand and snapped her fingers with the other. The willow branch she had been sitting on instantly burst into flames, illuminating her location.
"Son-in-law, shall we not go?" Gong Gong asked the Troya Empire Marshal, their cheap son-in-law, in a trembling voice as he looked at the dark mass of monsters.
Agares stood in front of them, gazing at the tiny, star-like center that appeared amidst the crows pressing down on the monster. His deep voice, tinged with a hint of grievance, said, "She's angry. She won't let me follow her or go up. I tacitly agreed to her request and stopped following her, standing here waiting for her!"
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