Sun God Champion

Chapter 45 The Great Golden Sword (For Investment)
The three of them returned to Simu's house, and Jia Le greeted them.

"Master, what's the matter?"

The four eyes were busy taking the magic weapon and ignored it.

"Jiale, take Qingqing and the others to the morgue, it's safer there."

Master Yixiu grabbed Jiale and gave orders.

He just looked at the direction the zombies were running, and it was the farthest away from the morgue.

At this time Qingqing has come out with the little prince in her arms.

"Yang An, your mana consumption is a bit high, follow along."

Master Yixiu glanced at Yang An, whose face was pale, and said.

Hearing this, Yang An hesitated for a moment.

"When your mana recovers, come over and help."

Master Yixiu said again.

Yang An could only nod his head.

Following Jia Le, they rushed to the morgue.

When Yang An and the others walked into the morgue, Jia Le hurriedly closed the door, and moved the parked corpse to block the door.

"Brother, why are you blocking the door?"

"Isn't the zombie outside? If you block the door, he won't be able to get in."

Jia Le put away the zombie and explained.

"Junior brother, come here and help."

Yang An helped move the zombies.

Jiale took out another barrel of maltose.

"Senior brother, are you?"

"If the zombies jump in through the door, they can stick to it."

Jiale explained excitedly.

As he spoke, he poured maltose at the door.

"Brother, wouldn't it be good to scatter some glutinous rice?"

Yang An asked dumbfounded.

"The glutinous rice is almost used up, so I can only try this."

Jiale evenly spread maltose on the door.

Yes, there is no need to persuade.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Jiale, Qingqing, are you okay?"

Master Yixiu knocked on the door and asked.

"It's all right, master."

"Then be careful."

After the master finished speaking, people went out to find zombies again.

Inside the house, Yang An sat cross-legged to recover his mana.

Jiale took a look, continued to apply maltose, and even pulled Qingqing to help.

Soon, the door was covered with maltose.

After applying it, Jiale picked up the detoxifying herbs that were placed in the morgue.

The corpse poison on the little prince's body is unusual, and it has not been completely relieved, and medicine has to be applied to remove the poison.

Yang An sat cross-legged, his mana slowly recovering.

Thanks to Yang An's strong physique, and the well-polished heart bridge, his mana recovered relatively quickly. With such a kung fu, the mana in his body has recovered to seven levels.

Ordinary people, if they run out of mana, don't spend half a day working hard to recover it.

"Squeak, squeak."

Yang An opened his eyes in vain.

"Brother, protect Qingqing and the little prince."

Yang An stood up and looked at the twisted floor.

Jia Le and the others looked in the direction Yang An was looking at and found something was wrong.

Qingqing quickly picked up the little prince.

"Junior brother, the zombies are underground."

"Well, but he can't seem to get through those maltose-coated floors."

Yang An also felt troubled at this time, the magic weapon in his hand had been destroyed, so he barely managed to hit it with a single blow by using the strange fire.

Looking at the situation just now, this zombie cannot be killed with one blow.

At that time, he has consumed too much mana and has to lose his strength again. Jia Le and Qing Qing are not opponents of zombies, so they will have to wait to die.

Yang An temporarily gave up the plan to use the different fire, even if he used the different fire, he had to wait for Si Mu and others to be there.

At that time, there is no fear of zombies anymore.

The underground zombies are still looking for a floor to break through and keep trying.

Several people retreated quickly, staring at the floor vigilantly.

At this moment, the zombie didn't move.

Yang calmed down and listened to the movement below.

"Senior brother, be careful."

As soon as Yang An mentioned Jia Le, just as he was still on the side, the zombie jumped out from where Jia Le was standing.

Without even thinking about it, Yang An turned his strength and kicked the zombie's head that popped out.

"boom!"

The zombie's head and body drew a line on the floor, directly opening a big hole in the wooden house.

"Master, Master, where are the zombies?"

Yang An shouted from inside the house.

"Good guy."

Jia Le got up, saw the huge scratches on the ground, and stared at Yang An.

He never thought that Yang An's strength would be so great.

At the same time, Qingxin Yang An responded in a timely manner.

Otherwise, being scratched by this kind of zombie is no small matter.

The corpse poison on this royal zombie is not comparable to those zombies that just turned into corpses just now.

Master and Simu outside the house heard calls for help.

"boom!"

Zombies broke through the floor and rushed in.

"Brother, you protect Qingqing and the others, and I will deal with it."

Yang An glanced at the maltose on the ground and had an idea in his mind.

When the zombie grabs it, run to Maltose's location.

When the zombie catches up, do a light jump and hug the pillar.

Zombies jump straight onto the maltose.

The zombie tried to jump up again, but was stuck in maltose and couldn't jump up.

"Brother, kick it on the maltose and stick it so that it cannot move."

Yang An hurriedly shouted to Jia Le who was at the side.

Seeing this, Jia Le ran over and kicked out sideways.

"boom!"

Zombies fell on the maltose floor.

Only then did Yang An notice that the strange fire just now had no effect, the zombie's head was almost burned.

"Jia Le, Yang An, how are you doing?"

Outside the house, four eyes patted on the door and asked anxiously.

"Uncle, we are fine, the zombies are under control."

Yang An quickly replied.

He glanced at the door covered with maltose.

There is no way to get in.

"Uncle, you come from this side, the door over there can't be opened."

After seeing the wall broken by the kicking zombie, Yang An ran over, poked his head out and shouted at Simu and Grandmaster.

After the two entered the room, they both breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the zombie stuck with maltose on its back.

Contained zombies are not so scary.

"Look at me, evil, go die!"

Simu took out the treasured big sword from the house and slashed at the top of the zombie's head.

"Ding!"

The big sword sparked a burst of sparks.

The zombies were unscathed.

"Thorn."

The clothes on the zombie were torn and got up.

The four eyes circulated mana and exerted force again.

"Ding! Crack!"

The big sword treasured by the four eyes was broken.

The zombie was irritated and wanted to jump up, but his feet were still stuck by the maltose.

He stretched out his sharp claws and grabbed the four eyes that were close at hand.

The four eyes couldn't dodge in time, and they were thrown to the ground.

Seeing this, Master Yixiu and Yang An hurried over to help and control the zombies.

"Jia Le, splash him with glutinous rice water."

Hearing this, Jiale hurriedly took Qingqing to the place where the glutinous rice water had just been soaked, and before he scooped out the glutinous rice water, the zombies chased him again.

When Jia Le was leaving, the zombies suddenly exploded, shaking Yang An and the three who were controlling him, and chased after the little prince in Qingqing's arms.

"Brother, be careful, the zombies have passed."

Yang An and others ran after the zombie.

"Master, help!"

When the three entered the room, they found that the zombie wanted to bite the little prince, but Jiale controlled him from behind.

The three of them ran into the house and hurried up to help.

Yang An picked up the wooden bucket and scooped a bucket of glutinous rice water.

When the zombie is entangled with Simu and others, fall on the zombie.

"Pfft!"

Crazy in pain, the zombie gave up on Si Mu and the others, and chased after Yang An.

Seeing this, Yang An took another bucket of glutinous rice water and poured it on the zombie.

The effect was less pronounced.

The zombies were completely enraged.

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(End of this chapter)