Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 240

"But if it's a person, how can they rush into the hole without alarming the zombies?"

Mo Lin was puzzled and decided to take a risk. He turned the storage ring and took out one of the dozens of storage bags inside. After opening it, a thick zombie arm fell out.

This is the half arm of the leader of the powerful zombies. Mo Lin collected it in order to take it back to the academy for research in the future, and it just happened to be used now.

He suppressed the pungent stench, and smeared the black blood from the broken arm on his body to cover up his own smell. After tidying up, he straightened the machete on his back, and took out an antler bow from the storage room With half a pot of arrows, he walked slowly into the cave.

Sure enough, as Mo Lin expected, two ordinary zombies were wandering aimlessly not far away. I don't know whether they smelled the breath of the zombie leader or were stimulated by Mo Lin's smell. They stopped suddenly and turned to look at outside the cave.

At this time, Mo Lin was about 40 meters away from them. Seeing that they had attracted the attention of the zombies, Mo Lin knew that even if he was smeared with corpse blood, he would not be noticed, so he stopped approaching them and quickly drew his bow and arrow...

In his previous life, Mo Lin received professional firearms training, and bows and crossbows were also part of his training. In this world, bows and crossbows are almost useless in the hands of people who have not awakened the martial arts of bows and arrows. Except for hunting, Mo Lin almost never used bows and arrows again.

It made Mo Lin re-aware of the importance of long-range crossbows because of Xu Jing. In the ring battle, the scene of this guy flashing a chain crossbow in mid-air deeply stimulated Mo Lin. In order to be prepared, he also prepared A few hard bows and hundreds of sharp arrows are in case of emergency.Don't forget, he can fly too.

Whizzing……

Two sharp arrows pierced through the air, piercing the zombie's head one after another, at a distance of 40 meters, and it was night again, it was not easy for Mo Lin, an amateur bow repairman, to be able to headshot with one blow.

Without hesitation, Mo Lin continued to move forward. As he went deeper, there were more and more zombies in the cave, and the trembling of the bowstring was repeated one after another. Although they were not killed by arrows and arrows, the zombies had no intelligence and all relied on their instinctive fighting methods to make them became a living target.

Mo Lin shot arrows very fast, and when he shot the last arrow in the quiver, he had already set a record of 53 consecutive kills.

The difficult zombie leader did not appear. When Mo Lin took out another pot of arrows and was about to continue killing, a man's voice suddenly came from ahead.

"Hey, I didn't expect our brother to be lucky enough to keep up with the big fish of Fengshen Academy. Eighth, have you sent the news?"

The voice was indifferent, with a hint of complacency, Mo Lin quickly pressed his body against the stone wall, and grasped the handle of the knife with his backhand.

At this time, another slightly deep voice sounded.

"Well, Lao Qi, are you sure you weren't discovered by them?"

"What? You can't even trust me?" The indifferent voice snorted dissatisfiedly, "I am the king of tracking trained in the dark hall, No. In addition, even the tenth-level Wu Zong can't detect my breath."

"Okay, I know you are powerful, but we can't be careless. The leader of Fengshen Academy is Huang Tiejia. This guy is full of tricks and is known as the number one think tank of Fengshen. I heard that he is also proficient in astrology and can predict disasters and fortunes. Just be careful. There is nothing wrong." The guy known as the eighth said.

"Bah, you also believe in predicting disasters and fortunes? Did he calculate that he would die on this island? Did he calculate that he would be caught up by Qi Ye? If we want to talk about strategizing, it depends on our eldest prince. Second-rate……"

"Okay, old seven, if you have something to say, don't talk nonsense." Old eight interrupted him, "This plan is absolutely confidential, if it gets out, none of us will survive."

"There's no one here, so what are you afraid of?" Lao Qi muttered, dissatisfied, but stopped talking.

Mo Lin hid in the dark, not daring to get too close, listening to the conversation between the two, his thoughts flashed, and he quickly came to a conclusion—these two guys are not only related to the dark hall, but also the eldest prince There is a huge conspiracy brewing behind them, but when they want to eavesdrop again, the voices of the two have been lowered, and they can't be heard intermittently.

"How to do?"

Faced with this situation, the most sensible and safe choice is to go back to the team to report to Huang Tiejia, and then pretend to be ignorant, set up a trap to lure the people behind the two spies, and expose their conspiracy.

But after thinking about it again and again, Mo Lin still gave up on this idea.

There are two reasons.

One is because the zombies guarding in the cave who did not attack them for some reason have already been killed by himself. As soon as the two guys leave the cave at dawn, they will find something abnormal. Knowing that the news has leaked, they will quickly change their plans. It is difficult to lure the snake out of the hole.

The second reason is that Mo Lin felt that the voice called Lao Qi sounded familiar for some reason, as if he had heard it somewhere before, which made him eager to see who it was.

Just when Mo Lin was hesitating, Old Ba's voice came from the cave again.

"Old Qi, you rest first, I'll go outside the cave to have a look, relying on some living dead to guard the cave, I always feel a little uneasy."

"broken."

Mo Lin was secretly anxious, knowing that even if he wanted to report back, it would be too late. These two guys were too suspicious. As long as they saw dead zombies on the ground, they couldn't hide the fact that they were being followed.

"It seems that we can only make a move."

Mo Lin wasn't sure what the cultivation level of the two of them was. He had been holding back for a long time, just because he was afraid of being stunned. Now that there was no way to hide, his hand holding the knife suddenly tightened, and his body fell down, lying on the ground.

The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer, and a tall and thin figure appeared in Mo Lin's line of sight. A flash of light flashed by, and there was a light blue bead in the figure's hand, which instantly illuminated the surrounding area. A few meters of space.

"Not good, old seven, someone came in!"

At the same time as the beads lit up, a blue light flashed in the eyes of the figure, and suddenly let out a scream, and with a clang, he pulled out the saber in his waist.

At this time, Mo Lin was still more than 50 meters away from him. He was blocked by a half-person-high stone in front of him. He was sure that he would never be found. However, the shout of the old man startled him. The soul energy in his body exploded, and he stepped on the void and jumped up.

A dazzling blade pierced the darkness in the cave. At this moment, Mo Lin had absolutely no need to preserve his strength. To be able to kill one person first in the shortest possible time and break the disadvantageous situation of one against two was the only thing in his heart. Thoughts, after all, he has no idea about the opponent's strength.

A distance of 50 meters is a blink of an eye for a seventh-level martial artist. Although the guy named Lao Ba discovered something unusual, he didn't expect someone to sneak in to him. Seeing the bright sword glow, his face changed drastically, and the eight souls The ring disappeared in a flash above his head, and a huge knife-shaped phantom emerged above his head, and the saber in his hand greeted him from bottom to top with thunderous power.

(End of this chapter)