Meanwhile, Nan Yuanman had already gone deep into the area where Feng Langqing's film crew had the accident.
Along the way, she has collected the remains of ten corpses and dealt with three or four corpses that had turned into zombies and attacked people.
After dealing with another reanimated corpse, Nan Yuanman's usually relaxed expression turned somewhat melancholy. She pursed her lips, had Xiao Hong bring out a coffin, put the corpse inside, and then continued forward.
A hint of anger towards that monster appeared on the little dumpling's soft, chubby face.
This monster was incredibly cruel.
His purpose was mostly not to eat, but to torture and torment...
You can tell just by looking at those corpses that were almost never fully recovered.
This monster is probably the most troublesome thing she has encountered in the past two years.
The little dumpling pursed her lips and waved to call out her grandfather.
"Yuanman..." As soon as Old Master Nan came out, he smelled the strong smell of blood in the air, which made his mouth water instinctively. When he called Nan Yuanman, he almost sprayed his saliva on her.
Nan Yuanman: "..."
The little dumpling tried to hold back, but couldn't help saying with a hint of disgust, "Grandpa, you need to be more hygienic!"
It's disgusting that they spit at you all the time!
Grandpa Nan, who finally got a chance to come out and keep watch, was met with disdain from his own granddaughter: "..."
He shut his mouth in great frustration.
As Nan Yuanman walked in the direction indicated by the divination for Feng Langqing, he quickly explained the situation to Old Master Nan.
When they encountered another corpse that could hardly be called a complete body, Old Master Nan picked up the corpse, glanced at the bite marks on its neck, and said to Nan Yuanman, "The monster they were talking about was a zombie."
"This zombie has a high level of cultivation and has probably existed for a long time. It is at the peak of cultivation. We must be extra cautious on this trip."
stiff?
Nan Yuanman looked at Old Master Nan curiously and asked, "Is he the same as Grandpa?"
“It’s different.” Old Master Nan shook his head, a solemn look on his face: “Zombies are neither within the Five Elements nor within the Six Paths. They are usually cruel and vicious, and have no humanity.”
"In their eyes, humans are just food for them to eat."
And he...
Old Master Nan glanced at Nan Yuanman with a slightly complicated expression. He didn't know how he had become a zombie that still retained its self-awareness after dying of illness...
"When you see that kind of thing, don't say anything, just destroy it."
Nan Yuanman nodded her little head seriously.
Just then, Zhou Jingchuan's voice suddenly rang in Nan Yuanman's ears: "Yuanman, come quickly! I've found your third brother, and those guys from 908, but their situation isn't good!"
Nan Yuanman and Old Master Nan exchanged a glance. Old Master Nan decisively picked up the little dumpling and put it on his shoulder, his figure shooting out like a flying arrow.
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"Hahahaha!!"
"I was wrong, I was wrong, stop scratching me, I was really wrong." Feng Langqing writhed on the ground like a maggot. Tan Yufan had already taken off his shoes, and Zhuang Hetai was carefully touching him all over.
The loss suffered at Feng Langqing's hands thoroughly enraged the flying zombie. After trying every means to kill Feng Langqing, only to suffer the consequences himself, the flying zombie discovered that as long as he restrained his killing intent towards Feng Langqing, the protective items on Feng Langqing's body could not harm him.
However, this was still too risky for the flying zombie, so he controlled Zhuang Hetai and the other two who were infected with the corpse poison and made them search Feng Langqing for his protective items.
The moment the protective items are discovered, that's the moment this blood-eating creature loses its life!
Nan Yichen and Zhong Xueliu were lying on the ground with their arms and legs broken, completely unable to help Feng Langqing.
Zhong Xueliu's eyes were red and she shouted at Zhuang Hetai, "Senior brother! Wake up, senior brother! Don't let the corpse poison control you, senior brother!"
Nan Yichen looked utterly hopeless and gave up, saying, "It's no use."
"Judging from their condition, the corpse poison has already entered their brains..." They're beyond saving.
Nan Yichen sighed heavily. He never imagined that a simple reconnaissance mission would lead to the complete annihilation of their Yaoguang team...
If Master returns from R country and hears this news, he'll be very sad...
Zhong Xueliu knew this all too well.
But she really couldn't do it; she could cleanly and decisively kill Zhuang Hetai when he was poisoned by the corpse poison.
That's her senior brother! He's the senior brother who's protected her since she joined the sect!
Zhong Xueliu's eyes were bloodshot, almost weeping blood: "Senior brother..." Anyone can come, even if they are from the heretical sects, please help me save my senior brother, please help them...
"Hey, hey, hey, three of you ganging up on one of us, you have no sportsmanship!" Just as Feng Langqing's coat was about to be completely torn to shreds, a nonchalant voice suddenly rang out, accompanied by a strong smell of burning. A blurry figure quickly appeared beside Feng Langqing, snatched him from Zhuang Hetai's hands, and ran off with him.
The flying zombie, who was thoroughly enjoying the show and feeling that he was about to get his revenge, thought: "?"
He growled and glared cautiously and angrily at the uninvited guest.
In despair, Zhong Xueliu's eyes widened. This...this ghost is...
Feng Langqing was also stunned by this sudden turn of events. He looked up with difficulty: "You are... the ghost who burned to death next to Yuanman??"
Zhou Jingchuan's lips twitched: "Third Brother, I have a name. My name is Zhou Jingchuan."
Feng Langqing's eyes lit up: "Is Yuanman here?!"
Zhou Jingchuan: "..."
He said irritably, "You're here. I saw you were in bad shape, so I rescued you first. We'll deal with you when the master arrives—!!"
Before Zhou Jingchuan could finish speaking, a whooshing sound came from behind him. A flash of black light appeared before his eyes, and the two hands that were gripping Feng Langqing's armpits were severed.
Feng Langqing's body plummeted downwards rapidly.
Zhou Jingchuan's soul was severely injured and momentarily became ethereal, but he managed to reassemble it and quickly scooped up the falling Feng Langqing. He stared in shock at the zombie flying relentlessly behind him: "???"
"No!" Zhou Jingchuan's voice cracked. "How can this thing fly?!"
Not only can it fly, it can also damage his soul!
Having survived the ordeal, Feng Langqing swallowed hard, suppressing the scream that was about to escape his lips: "Yes, he can fly."
Zhou Jingchuan broke down: "Why didn't you say so sooner!"
Feng Langqing: "...I was too scared, I forgot."
"Hey, stop talking! It's catching up again!"
Zhou Jingchuan resigned himself to his fate, carrying Feng Langqing and dodging left and right in mid-air, looking for an opportunity to escape this place with Feng Langqing.
Unfortunately, the flying zombie was chasing too closely. Zhou Jingchuan had Feng Langqing in his hand and couldn't spare too much attention to fight him. He could only dodge, and his soul was slapped several times.
Zhou Jingchuan cried out in despair, "Master, come quickly!! If you don't come soon, I'm going to die here too!!"
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