Entertaining Tomb Raider: Play Porky Bottle, Teammate Yang Mi

The body of Mrs. Huo was originally beside him.

At this moment, a bunch of hair was wrapped around his neck and was being dragged towards the distance.

Huo Xiuxiu felt her head pounding, and her first reaction was that her grandmother's body was about to be dragged away.

no! She felt she couldn't let this happen.

It's very pitiful that grandma died in a place like this.

Whatever she said, her body must be taken back.

Thinking of this, Huo Xiuxiu shouted "Grandma"!

Then, the whole person rushed towards Mrs. Huo's body.

"do not go!"

At the same time, Su Mu roared.

Others haven't realized what happened.

It wasn't until Su Mu rushed in the direction of Huo Xiuxiu and Mrs. Huo like lightning that others saw this horrific scene.

Suddenly there was a mess.

Just as Su Mu rushed toward Mrs. Huo and the others, the body that had been lying on the ground stood up straight from the ground.

At this time, the others who also wanted to rush over were too frightened to move.

"It's a scam!"

"Zombie transformation! Corpse transformation!"

The guys were all in a mess, and Yang Mi and Reba were all frightened.

The scene was chaotic.

The thing's hair was wrapped around Mrs. Huo's neck, and the hair seemed to be alive.

It penetrated into Mrs. Huo's skin and spread towards her skin.

At the same time, Mrs. Huo's skin shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That thing is sucking the flesh and blood of Mrs. Huo!

Huo Xiuxiu was still lying on Mrs. Huo's body, and a strand of hair from the corpse was also approaching Huo Xiuxiu.

It was about to wrap around her arm.

"Xiaohua, take the others back."

"This thing has transformed into a corpse. His hair is his weapon. Once it gets entangled in his hair, it will immediately be sucked dry of its bones and blood!"

Su Mu shouted as he drew out his ancient black gold sword from behind.

Xiaohua also reacted at this moment. After listening to Su Mu's words, she realized the seriousness of this matter.

He hurriedly greeted the others and tried to stay away from the corpse.

He also wanted to help, but in this situation, he really couldn't get involved.

If you step forward rashly, if you are attacked, it will cause trouble for Su Mu.

However, he didn't wait any longer.

Instead, let his men be ready to deal with the corpse once they find an opportunity.

At the same time, he walked to Wu Jing's side.

"Brother Jing, where's your gun?"

"Ah? Oh, here it is!" Wu Jing reacted and took out the gun from his back.

Xiaohua took it easily.

"Lend me your gun first. My marksmanship is not bad."

"Wait until I find an opportunity to help Su Mu deal with that thing!"

Wu Jing nodded repeatedly.

Although, he felt that his marksmanship was pretty good.

But Xiaohua has more experience in dealing with Zongzi than he does.

Knowing where to hit is the most lethal.

Su Mu held the black gold ancient sword and rushed to the side of the corpse.

With one stroke, the hair that was wrapped around Huo Xiuxiu's body was cut off, and Huo Xiuxiu was rescued.

"Su Mu, Su Mu, help me, help me save my grandma!" When Huo Xiuxiu saw Su Mu, it was like seeing a life-saving straw.

She grabbed his arm and cried out, begging him.

"Don't worry, I will save your grandma."

"You go to a safe place first!"

Su Mu said, pushing Huo Xiuxiu in the direction of the little flower behind her, "Go on"!

Xiaohua stepped forward with a tacit understanding and caught the staggering Huo Xiuxiu. There was another sword strike. This time, the black gold ancient sword landed on the hair that was entangled with Mrs. Huo.

The hair broke in response, and Mrs. Huo's body lost the shackles of her hair and fell to the ground.

And the corpse seemed to be completely angered by Su Mu.

He turned around and attacked in his direction.

Fortunately, Su Mu's movements were flexible and he cleverly avoided the attacks of countless flying hairs in the air.

On the side, Yang Mi and Wu Jing were nervous as they watched Su Mu and Zongzi going back and forth.

"Master Hua, didn't you just say... that the thing around this thing's neck is to prevent it from transforming into a corpse?"

"Why is this thing still a corpse?" Wu Jing questioned Xiao Huadao.

Xiaohua was also confused and annoyed about this.

Indeed, I have never encountered this situation before.

The collar on this corpse seemed to have the strongest repressive power.

Moreover, unless something like jade is damaged by humans, it will not lose effectiveness over time.

It will only become more powerful with time.

However, the corpse turned into a rice dumpling even though it was wearing a collar.

And it seems that it is the kind of rice dumpling with very powerful attack power.

This is really confusing.

"This... I can only say that this rice dumpling is a role model among rice dumplings!"

Xiaohua pondered for a moment and gave this answer.

Wu Jing: "..."

other people:"……"

After saying that, Xiaohua herself felt a little outrageous and couldn't help but shudder.

Huo Xiuxiu was still standing beside him at this moment, sobbing constantly.

Seeing Mrs. Huo's body falling to the ground again, she impulsively wanted to rush up and drag it back.

Xiaohua grabbed him.

"Xiuxiu, now is not the time for the past."

"Su Mu is having a fierce battle with Zongzi. If you go over and get controlled by Zongzi, you'll be in trouble!" Xiaohua said.

Helpless, Huo Xiuxiu could only suppress her inner impulse and stay where she was.

At this moment, the floor of the tomb was already covered with countless long hair of rice dumplings.

It looks densely packed and very uncomfortable.

And the rice dumpling was also suppressed by Su Mu, unable to fight back.

Taking advantage of the Zongzi's unpreparedness, Su Mu kicked it away.

The rice dumpling hit the wall and slipped down again.

He struggled to get up and rushed towards Su Mu.

Su Mu was too lazy to continue pestering him and said directly.

"Xiaohua, shoot!"

"okay!"

Xiaohua was waiting for this sentence and immediately loaded the bullet.

Just shoot at the Zongzi's head.

The guns Wu Jing and the others brought in were very powerful.

As soon as the bullet fell, the Zongzi's head was beaten to pieces.

The green liquid dyed the wall behind Zongzi.

And the Zongzi's body actually struggled to take a few steps forward.

Then he made a plop and fell down.

Until the rice dumpling fell, everyone's breathing had not calmed down yet.

Still standing there, not daring to move, for fear that the next second, the Zongzi would stand up again.

"Is it over?"

"Is this Zongzi dead?" Wu swallowed in shock and asked with some uncertainty. (End of chapter)