Not to mention Zhou Jingchuan couldn't hold on any longer, Feng Langqing was also struggling, not to mention that he was just an ordinary person.
During this high-speed maneuver, he covered his mouth tightly with both hands, afraid that if he said another word, he would lose control and vomit.
After dodging the flying zombie's attack once again, Feng Langqing finally couldn't hold it in and vomited.
Vomit rained down from the sky, covering Fei Jiang's head completely.
Flying Zombie: "!!"
His body stiffened, and he slowly raised his hand to wipe the sticky stuff off his head. His bloodshot eyes, fixed on Feng Langqing, were filled with murderous intent.
Zhou Jingchuan's hand, which was gripping his shoulder, trembled, and he cried out in exasperation, "Big brother! Couldn't you have just held back a little longer! Now look what's happened! You've completely enraged it!!"
Feng Langqing said with a bitter face, "I can't help it... yue!"
Zhou Jingchuan: "..."
Resigned to his fate, he increased his speed and, taking advantage of the flying zombie's dazed state, carried Feng Langqing and fled as fast as he could!
The flying zombie roared to the sky, and Zhuang Hetai and the other two, who were poisoned by the corpse, also roared to the sky several times and chased after it at high speed.
Feng Langqing took a deep breath, looked at the zombies surrounding him from all directions, and shouted, "Put me down, then go find Yuanman! Otherwise, none of us will survive!"
He wasn't stupid; he could naturally see that to Zhou Jingchuan, he was just a burden.
He didn't say anything at first because he still harbored some hope that Zhou Jingchuan could rescue him.
But now it seems...
Forget it, let him escape first and go get reinforcements.
Otherwise, both the human and the ghost would have died at the hands of this monster.
"Too late." Zhou Jingchuan pursed his lips, looking at the increasingly illusory soul, his gaze fixed on the flying zombie that had appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, blocking his path: "I can't escape either."
This flying zombie's strength is just too overpowered!
Feng Langqing's vision went black: "..."
Zhou Jingchuan took a deep breath, quickly glanced in the east, a glint of something flashing in his eyes, and then said to Feng Langqing, "I'll buy you some time. Run east and don't look back!"
Feng Langqing's lips moved slightly, but he finally nodded emphatically.
Zhou Jingchuan originally intended to use his soul power to protect Feng Langqing as he landed in the east, but the flying zombie gave him no chance and charged directly at the two of them.
Zhou Jingchuan gritted his teeth, just as he was about to take the blow head-on and send Feng Langqing away, a golden copper coin sword fell from the sky, stabbing straight at the flying zombie's claws.
"Clang!!"
The copper coin sword collided with the flying zombie's claws, and the enormous force generated by the collision sent the flying zombie back several steps.
The flying zombie let out a low growl and looked at the old man and the young man who had suddenly appeared. A look of vigilance appeared on its terrifying face.
Zhou Jingchuan and Feng Langqing were both on the verge of tears, and they both cried out in unison, "Master!"
"Perfect!"
"You've finally arrived!"
Nan Yuanman was held in Old Master Nan's hand. He first glanced at Feng Langqing and Zhou Jingchuan. When he saw Zhou Jingchuan's weakened soul and Feng Langqing's disheveled appearance, a hint of anger appeared on his soft, white face.
"Bad guy!" she angrily pointed her little hand at it, "Grandpa, hit it!"
Grandpa Nan found a reasonably clean spot, put down the little dumpling in his hand, and leaped forward. His thin body shot out like an arrow, rushing toward the wary flying zombie that was eyeing him!
The two zombies were physically stronger than ordinary people, and they didn't use any weapons; it was almost a fistfight, every punch landing hard.
Xiaocao, Zhuangzhuang, and Baiyi also rushed over to help.
"Master!" Zhou Jingchuan, carrying Feng Langqing, rushed to Nan Yuanman with teary eyes, crying in an unusually 'weak' manner, "This flying zombie is just too much! Look, look, it has torn so much of my soul body apart! Waaaaah!"
"Perfect!" Feng Lang, covered in soot and looking utterly disheveled, asked her first question, "How did you find me? Were you injured on the way?"
Nan Yuanman patted Zhou Jingchuan's head: "Go inside Xiao Hong's body to recover first. Grandpa and I will help you get revenge."
"Third brother, I'm not hurt. I only rushed over because I knew you were in trouble."
After Nan Yuanman finished speaking, his gaze passed over him and fell on Zhuang Hetai and the other two behind him, who were locked in combat with Xiaocao, Zhuangzhuang, and Baiyi. He frowned and said, "These three people..."
"Oh right, they've been infected with corpse poison and are now under the control of that flying zombie. Besides them, Zhong Xueliu and Nan Yichen are also here!" Feng Langqing slapped his forehead and hurriedly said to Nan Yuanman.
Nan Yuanman's eyes lit up: "Sister Xue Liu is here too?!"
“Yes, she is there…” Feng Langqing nodded, and he subconsciously pointed in the direction where Zhong Xueliu was, but he stopped when he remembered the tragic scene there.
No matter how powerful Yuanman was, Feng Langqing still remembered that she was just a five-year-old child, and that the environment there was nothing short of hell...
He looked at Zhou Jingchuan, scratched his head and said, "The environment over there isn't very good, so you shouldn't go. You're likely to catch a disease. Or, how about we have Zhou Jingchuan go and help bring the person out?"
Zhou Jingchuan knew what Feng Langqing was planning, so he didn't refuse. He told Nan Yuanman to wait there, and then he floated back, carrying Zhong Xueliu and Nan Yichen, whose limbs had been broken, one in each hand.
Zhong Xueliu was stunned when she saw Zhou Jingchuan float back, and she didn't come to her senses until she and Nan Yichen were placed in front of Nan Yuanman.
Zhong Xueliu looked at the familiar and reliable soft, white little dumpling in front of her, and her eyes welled up with tears: "...Perfect."
Heaven heard her prayers and sent people to save her.
However, her joy did not last long. When she saw the two zombies fighting fiercely in mid-air, her vision went black.
Zhong Xueliu: "Why is there another zombie?!"
Just how many zombies are lurking in these mountains?!
Is God trying to kill her?!
Nan Yichen, who had just sat up, lay down peacefully: "I'm tired. Let's destroy it."
Nan Yuanman coughed lightly, feeling a little guilty, and patted Zhong Xueliu's tense shoulder to reassure her: "Don't worry, Sister Xueliu, one of them is one of our own, don't be afraid."
Zhong Xueliu: "?"
"Stiffened by itself?"
Nan Yuanman gave a vague "hmm," looked at their twisted limbs, took out several medicinal talismans and stuck them on her wrists and ankles, then squatted down in front of her to set the bones.
Zhong Xueliu was still a little confused, but that didn't stop her from cooperating with Nan Yuanman's very crude treatment.
Perhaps because she had found someone to rely on, Zhong Xueliu managed to calm down a bit. Just as she was about to ask Nan Yuanman why she had come here, she saw a dark shadow suddenly fall from the sky.
"Bang!!"
"Grandpa!" Nan Yuanman suddenly stood up, took short steps, and ran desperately towards the direction where the dark figure had fallen.
Old Master Nan clutched his chest, which was now mostly deflated, and looked with great apprehension at the flying zombie in the sky, which he had also severely injured. He said in a deep voice, "Yuanman, his cultivation is very high. I can't defeat him. While I hold him off, you should quickly take your people and leave!"
Nan Yuanman's eyes were red-rimmed, her little mouth was tightly pursed, and she didn't rush to leave, her chubby little hands quickly forming hand seals.
She swiftly separated two strands of merit from her mind and channeled them into Old Master Nan's body. Seeing his sunken chest become full again, the tears she had been holding back finally spilled out, only to be quickly wiped away.
In the sky, the severely damaged flying zombie, clutching its chest, suddenly smelled an exquisite fragrance and felt an overwhelming temptation.
His gaze was fixed on Nan Yuanman, a greedy glint in his eyes. Ignoring his severely injured body, he swooped down towards Nan Yuanman, his long, dark purple armor clawing fiercely at her neck!
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