My Master is Lin Zhengying

His eyes stared fixedly down.

Beware of mishaps.

After all, this is a music zombie with extremely high resistance.

There are also foreign mummies and vampire hormones in the body.

And the man behind the bell.

God knows if there will be any moths.

But after a while, Uncle Jiu, Ma Madi and Wencai Aqiang hurried over.

"Nanchen..."

Uncle Jiu yelled.

"Master, it's just in time.

That zombie is trapped below. "

Nan Chen pointed to the trap and said.

Several people quickened their pace and quickly came to the edge of the trap.

When you see a zombie in the trap, with only one head exposed, struggling and jumping.

All showed joyful expressions.

Ma Madi laughed so hard that he spit out:

"I didn't expect such a fierce zombie.

Trapped in a pit.

Hahahaha!

Martial nephew, your method really works! "

Ma Madi couldn't help but praise Nan Chen.

Nan Chen smiled faintly:

"Master, uncle, the zombie is trapped.

But behind this zombie, there may be a demon controlling it.

So we can't be careless. "

It's a dignified face:

"Well, that's right.

Ma Madi, tonight we will keep watch separately.

Beware of accidents, let alone let this zombie escape from the trap.

It can only come at the same time tomorrow.

Let's trigger the thunder on the spot and chop this zombie alive..."

Ma Madi also nodded, and did not argue with Uncle Jiu.

After that, Ahao and Qiusheng also came from not far away.

Seeing that the zombies were trapped, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

It feels like the hard work of this day has not been in vain.

Mo Ziying hiding behind a big tree.

After seeing so many people, he is no longer hiding.

Seeing Mo Ziying coming out, Nan Chen praised Mo Ziying to Uncle Jiu and others.

In the final stage, if Mo Ziying insisted on humming, he would attract zombies.

This zombie may not necessarily fall into the trap.

When everyone heard that Mo Ziying had such courage, they couldn't help but admire him.

Mo Ziying was very humble and didn't take credit for it.

At this time, the atmosphere became very relaxed, without the previous depression.

After all, the zombies are already under control.

Chopping board fish.

However, in the darkness, there was already a pair of eyes staring at them.

Suddenly, the ringing of the bell last night suddenly rang again in the forest.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

The sound was crisp and resounded through the forest.

Moreover, it was difficult to judge from which direction the ringtone came from.