After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

With so many big light bulbs sticking at the door, even if the mile of smoke is about to move, he can only hold back.

When going out, Yange relied on him as usual.

She whispered in his ear: "I know where those zombies are."

Bai Lixing turned his head to look at her in surprise, Yan Ge blinked at him, showing off, and said, "I can order them."

She is considered a high-level zombie. These zombies who have not yet given birth to her are nothing in her eyes.

Bai Li Xing Yan was not happy, he touched her head, solemnly said, "Don't tell anyone about this."

He paused and said, "You can't show it in front of others."

When he said this, he couldn't hide the look of worry.

Yan Ge nodded, and she understood the meaning of smoking, but in fact she did not intend to tell others, so she did not hesitate to answer: "OK."

Seeing the bliss she responded to, Bai Lixing was even more worried.

She did not think long ago, but now she is a simple and innocent little girl who lost her past memories. He is really afraid of being beaten and she will be fooled.

It seems that I still have to look at her in the future.

Hundreds of miles of cigarettes gave the few charms in the parcel to the villagers outside the door, holding a song and walking around Xiaoli Town, entered a run-down dilapidated dangerous house courtyard.

No need for him to bother to find it, the people in his arms offered him treasures and generally told him the route.

This made him both joy and worry.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, more than a dozen shadows rushed towards the mile.

The sword of the hundred miles of smoke could not be pulled out, and the words in his arms roared low. The dark shadows seemed to be fixed, and they did not move.

At the same time, Bailixing's ears moved and he jumped onto the roof with his words.

This house has been in disrepair for a long time, and no one has lived there for a long time. This leap forward is like the last straw that crushed the camel, and the roof collapsed.

Fortunately, Baili Xingyan responded quickly, stepped on a beam, took a leap, and returned to the yard.

With the sound of the collapse of the house, a scream came at this moment.

This sound is very familiar.

Wu Tianyi's.

Hundreds of miles of smoke stared at the dusty house ruins, and there was a shadow of murderous anger in his eyes.

Yan Ge whispered to him: "These zombies are not poisoned by corpses, they are kept by corpses, but the time is short and the materials for corpses are rough. Even if you do not come, these zombies will not live for a few days."

The horrifying smoke of the word "keep dead" was shocked and furious.

How the man in his arms came to life, he couldn't be clearer.

He left the Nandou faction with the former Nandou faction verbal agreement. One was to look at her, and the other was to feel that if the Nandou faction's "resurrection" approach took a wrong way, it would lead the people. Here comes a unimaginable catastrophe.

Therefore, after he went to the capital to repair a copy of the book, he didn't even return to the capital, he nestled in the Nandou faction, gave up everything he had, and concentrated on learning the art of catching ghosts and monsters.

What Bailixing didn't expect is that the former boss did not follow this crooked road, but his son embarked on the crooked road.

Waiting for the dust to settle, he said to Wu Tianyi, who shrunk in the ruins, "Come out, otherwise, this ruin is your burial place today."

One leg of Wu Tian was broken by the room beam. He dragged one leg out of the ruins, looked up and stared fiercely at the smoke.