Zombie King

[This book has been published in Qidian Magazine, it is an absolute masterpiece] All zombie fans, please collect it yourself!

After Zhang Jinguang cut off the last tentacles, the dryad was bare and full of sap, so without the visual interference of the tentacles, Zhang Jinguang could clearly see that the dryad had three mouths, big and small.The largest mouth in the middle is the main channel for its predation.Although the teeth of these dryad mouths cannot be seen, they are still very scary as they open and close and twist constantly.

It was the big mouth in the middle, if the small crystals on Zhang Jinguang's forehead hadn't spewed out blood in time to blind its eyes, otherwise it would have been sucked into its mouth and become its midday meal.

The tree spirit, who has completely lost its tentacles and has no combat power, seems to be able to fight with its mouth, but it is already blind, so this kind of preparation is also futile.After all, it can no longer find its direction, let alone start.But the dryad became a desperado, still moving blindly, twisting its ugly lips blindly and desperately, looking for the target.

"Looking for death!" Zhang Jinguang saw that the dryad was in such a state of distress that he had lost his original prestige, so he roared, gathered all his strength in his hands, and rushed straight at the dryad's twisting mouth with a sharp knife.

Straight to the mouth?

Although Zhang Jinguang's move is a bit strange, it also makes sense.I saw him stabbing his lips with a sharp knife in his hand, and slashing down along the opening.Without tentacles, the tree spirit is like a person without hands and feet, unable to stop Zhang Jinguang's attack.The only remaining lip that can barely be used as a weapon is being slashed open by Zhang Jinguang's sharp knife, as if a belly had been ripped open, from the opening of the lip, straight down, straight down... …

Immediately, the maroon sap of the thousand-year-old dryad spewed out, staining Zhang Jinguang's hands red, and even sprayed on Zhang Jinguang's face, head, and body, turning him into a marmalade-purple monster.

Zhang Jinguang was blinded by the sap sprayed by the thousand-year-old dryad. The sharp knife in his hand was messed up. He exerted his last strength. Get away from the dryad.

The tree spirit was strangled by Zhang Jinguang in such a way that he lost the last bit of strength, his whole head drooped, and even his thick body couldn't help bending, like a hunchbacked old woman, bending down in pain.

Zhang Jinguang saw that the thousand-year-old tree spirit was crumbling, but he was still worried about its resurgence, so he took this opportunity and took a sharp knife to slash at the tree spirit.

"Puff, puff!" I don't know if it was the sound of Zhang Jinguang's sharp knife piercing the dryad, or the sound of the dryad struggling in pain. In short, this voice was sad and low, circling and circling in the jungle, and then gradually weakened until There was no sound at all.

Obviously, the sound reflected its condition, it was dying.

In this way, Zhang Jinguang stopped the knife in his hand, and thus felt his heavy breathing, and thus felt his fatigue and the pain of his body falling apart.The nervousness came to an abrupt end, and only then did he feel the pain of being whipped by the tree spirit's tentacles as if he heard his own heartbeat.

So he had the energy and time to understand his injury, so he sat down cross-legged and began to use the "Detailed Explanation of the Heart Sutra of Yixi" to adjust his breath and heal himself from fatigue.

He closed his eyes slightly, sinking into his dantian...Suddenly, the breath in the small crystals on his forehead became active again, densely lingering, and then began to spin rapidly, spinning, and seemed to produce a great suction force , unexpectedly sucked a breath.

And the dying thousand-year-old dryad behind Zhang Jinguang, followed by a light blue aura, which floated towards the small crystal on Zhang Jinguang's forehead, like the strong suction of the small crystal, sucking the breath from the dryad so-so.

At this moment, Zhang Jinguang didn't realize it at all.I saw that after the breath of the thousand-year-old dryad was "sucked" dry by the small crystals, the maroon sap in the dryad's body also disappeared. A very decayed tree stump.

It turned out that the small crystals with special spiritual energy absorbed all the energy of the thousand-year tree spirit when it was about to lose its energy.And the small crystal is like a fermentation vat in the wine making process. After the essence of the thousand-year tree spirit enters the small crystal, it is like pouring the cooked raw materials into the fermentation vat for saccharification and fermentation. The essence of the dryad's essence slowly diffused into Zhang Jinguang's body.

In an instant, Zhang Jinguang soaked into his skin and into every cell of his body like the mist of a fumigated bath. It was very comfortable, as if entering a fairyland.Fortunately, he has already opened up the meridians of the whole body and dredged his muscles and bones through the practice of "Detailed Explanation of the Heart Sutra of Mindfulness". In addition, after the essence of the thousand-year-old tree spirit was fermented and filtered by small crystals, it poured into his body like fine nectar and jade liquid. Nourishes every part of his body, rejuvenating life.

At the same time, most of the injuries he suffered just now have healed.

"Woo..." Zhang Jinguang finally breathed a sigh of relief, slowly opened his eyes, got up and looked at the thousand-year-old tree spirit again.Immediately stunned by the dryad's appearance: "Hehe, the body of the thousand-year-old dryad turned into a piece of rotten wood. I struggled with it for a long time, but I didn't expect that I was fighting with a piece of rotten wood, and almost died in its hands. , haha, hahahaha!"

After he laughed at himself, he suddenly thought of the poison king Yi Cansi: "Hey! What kind of poison king? He was scared to death by a piece of rotten wood, and said to take me to Monticola outside the jungle, and now he has run for no reason. He disappeared, where can I find him?"

Zhang Jinguang was thinking like this, and glanced at the jungle that was already covered with the purple sap of the dryad, which looked like coagulated blood. The battlefield was rendered so scary that Zhang Jinguang couldn't help but feel scared, so he really wanted to leave this place as soon as possible .

But where?This seemed to be the first time Zhang Jinguang encountered a problem when he traveled through the jungle of another continent, but this problem had no result, so he walked forward aimlessly.

Although he was aimless, he learned a lot from these few encounters, especially during the almost thirty hours of dating the poisonous king.It also means to be more careful, to be more careful, to always observe the situation in the jungle around you, to identify the hidden dangers in the jungle, and to be on guard for it.

"Where are you going?" Zhang Jinguang was walking, and such questions relentlessly came to his mind.As a result, he felt lonely and homeless for the first time!

This kind of loneliness, this kind of homelessness, it seems that he only had the only emotional experience when he traveled to another continent.Just like a baby who has just arrived in the world, as he continues to grow, he gets his first emotional experience, which is fresh and at a loss.

For Zhang Jinguang, the Otherland Continent is a brand new world for him, and a lot of his emotional experience and life experience in his previous life are basically zero.Although it is basically zero, after all, he has previous life experience. Many times, he will suddenly recall some sporadic things, not completely like a real jungle zombie, and his thinking has become rigid.

In the autumn of the jungle, a thick layer of fallen leaves is laid on the ground. Zhang Jinguang steps on it, and the sound of "puffing and puffing" is made under his feet, which adds to the desolation of this desolate autumn.But there are also many evergreen trees that are still in the shade, forming a colorful world with those withered yellow and maple red leaves.In particular, some wild fruits that mature in autumn are still hanging on the trees, which bring joy to some animals to fill their stomachs when they face the desolate autumn.

Zhang Jinguang didn't know where to go in the jungle of another continent where winter was coming.It was a terrible thing, because the severe winter cold in the jungle made many things disappear. If Zhang Jinguang could not find the Wangge tribe, there would be no thatched cottage to withstand the long and severe winter.Even if he can find the mysterious cave beside the waterfall, it can still serve as his habitat and shelter from the wind and rain.

"If you want to blame, blame the poisonous king who is as cowardly as a mouse!" Zhang Jinguang rubbed his injured flesh, and couldn't help but think of the poisonous king Yi Kansi again, remembering how warmly he invited him to Monticla.If the Poison King killed the dryad with him, not only would he be able to share the joy of victory together, just like sharing the joy of killing a bloodthirsty cat demon, but he could also go to the world outside the jungle with him.

The world beyond the jungle?What kind of world should it be?Zhang Jinguang said to himself in his heart: "That beautiful girl Sylvie lives in the world outside the jungle, what a beautiful woman!"

When he thought of this, some experiences from his previous life began to emerge, and he couldn't help but make his whole body feel warm: "It's great to see her! Hmm... But the poisonous king said that she is a devil, and that she lives in the devil world. What kind of place is it?"

Although Zhang Jinguang's fantasies are wild, at this time, no matter whether it is Monticla or the Demon Realm, it is an unreachable place.Because he really doesn't know where these places are, let alone which road and direction to get to those places.Even the mysterious caves and the thatched huts of the Wange tribe that he is familiar with, he still can't find their exact direction and path.

After all, the jungle of this alien continent is very vast, and he has not been in this world for a long time, so he doesn't know where he is now, and he can't find the way back to the Wangge tribe or the mysterious cave.

This experience is not as good as that of the poison king outside the jungle.

Zhang Jinguang wandered through the jungle in a bit of a loss. He couldn't find the north, and some questions that he couldn't find the answer suddenly popped up in his head. This was also the moment when he just traveled to the jungle of the foreign land, and he felt deeply distressed. Love: "How did I get here?"

That's right, it's not good for him to travel through, but he has traveled to this foreign continent, and it is still a dense jungle.

What about the jungle?Is it not good?

If you hadn't traveled to this jungle, how could you have the chance to obtain the thousand-year-old practice?How can I get this miraculous little crystal and the "Detailed Explanation of the Heart Sutra of Yixiu"?Zhang Jinguang asked himself in his heart, and he couldn't help but gently stroked the small crystal on his forehead. It was soft and warm, as if holding a thousand-year-old Taoist hand.Unexpectedly, even the pain on his body suddenly eased a lot, and his footsteps, which were a little messy and wobbly just now, became a little more stable.

Moreover, he got more than that in the jungle. He encountered water monsters and cat demons and was a blessing in disguise. The spiritual energy of the tree spirit and the essence of the thousand-year-old dryad!

He was thinking like this, but before he knew it, he had already walked out of the area where he had just fought with the thousand-year-old tree spirit.

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