Reborn Zombie Supreme

Pa~

The cloth shoes broke the branches, and the crisp sound stirred the moonlight.

"Paji~" Cui Hongjian pulled out his right foot from the mud pit, bent down and pulled out the cloth shoes from the mud pit. .

"Sir, please wait~"

Scholar Cui Jianhong put on his shoes again and stamped his feet.

The golden-armored general in front continued to move forward with steady steps.

"Sir, whisper Cui Hongjian, I haven't asked you where you are from yet?"

"Roar~" The wolf howled in the forest.

Cui Jianhong shrank his neck, "Look, it's already dark, and there are so many wild beasts on the mountain... Let's go together, so we can have company."

He Cheng turned his head and glanced at the scholar.

Turning his eyes,

There is no shortage of dirty things on the mass graves. The old man holding his head, the young lady in a white dress carrying a mourning white lantern, the hanged man with his tongue hanging down to the instep of his feet... They are afraid of He Cheng, but they are greedy for the king Cui Jianhong.

"Where is that Shi'er?"

"Reporting to the master, five miles further, there is the Wumenju of Yan Chixia's family. He should be there." The hanged ghost looked at Cui Hongjian next to He Cheng.

This group of low-level brats is like this. They are ignorant and mentally ill, and they don't know how to measure the gap between the two sides.

"However, Yan Chixia's skills are too high, and we have never dared to approach Wumenju within a radius of five miles..."

He Cheng nodded.

Cui Jianhong, who couldn't see the dirty things hidden in the cold wind, was shocked.

He hurriedly asked, "Sir, how do you know that I know Shi'er? Shi'er and I are good friends, but he is just Shi'er's master. He is an old, stubborn and smelly Taoist priest! He talks about nonsense all day long."

He Cheng had already guessed that this scholar's identity was not simple, and he probably had a role similar to that of Ning Caichen.

Scholar and female ghost, a sour and greasy old drama.

He thought that his connection with He Cheng had deepened, and he was secretly happy that he was much safer being able to walk next to a burly man on the night road.

"Sir, what are you doing here? As far as I know, that guy is very lonely, and he seems to have only one friend: me."

He Cheng turned his head slightly and looked at Cui Hongjian.

When Cui Shusheng's eyes dodge, he was too afraid to look at him before he said, "Kill him."

"Oh..." The scholar didn't listen carefully and nodded casually. In fact, his heart was pounding fiercely now. Who cares about He Cheng's reason for finding Shi'er?

After walking more than ten steps, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Kill, kill, kill...kill him? Sir! Didn't you see the joke?"

Seeing He Cheng's cold expression, he felt really unsure.

"Haha...sure, it must be a joke..."

The two of them walked forward, with a little ghost guiding them, and He Cheng finally stopped in front of a dilapidated house.

There is a large plaque hanging with spider webs, with the three characters "Wumenju" written on it.

"No way?"

He Cheng lifted his legs up the stone steps, but Cui Shusheng was one step ahead and rushed into the room, shouting, "Shi'er, run! Someone is coming to kill you!"

He raised his hand and flicked it gently.

The wind followed his palm like a hammer and struck with a bang!

The door, which weighed dozens of kilograms, the stone lamppost and the door plaque were all shattered in an instant.

The debris was blown into the sky by the wind from the wrist, and it started to rain, including sawdust, tiles, floor tiles and weeds.

There was a ruckus.

"Pfft~"

Before Cui Hongjian could run far, he was hit on the back by the wind hammer, spurting out a mouthful of blood. He shrank into a ball, smashed through the window paper like a ball, and smashed into the second floor.

But another bright light came out from the gap in the window paper that Cui Hongjian broke, and hit He Cheng in front of the crescent moon.

He Cheng exhaled gently, and Yue Ya'er was hit by a small wisp of corpse energy. He instantly lost his strength and fell to the ground.

It was an axe. The handle of the ax was quickly corroded, and the blade of the ax was chipped away by corpse energy.

"Shi'er! Don't go!"

Following the woman's urgent call, Shi'er broke through the wooden window on the second floor and flew towards her.

He made a fist with his right hand and rushed to He Cheng, pulled back his left hand and shouted "Prajna Paramita!"

When Shi'er rushed in front of He Cheng, He Cheng ducked his right fist slightly and turned his head to avoid it, but his left hand was also pressed in front of He Cheng.

Tai Chi yin and yang fish are painted in blood.

crackle~

There was a flash of lightning.

The palm of his hand pressed accurately on He Cheng's golden armor, and the thunder exploded!

Shi'er's eyes were red with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, but He Cheng was stunned when a palm hit his chest.

"Um?"

Shi'er slowly took back his hand.

The palm of his hand was completely dark, but the golden armor on He Cheng's chest was not damaged at all.

"You're not even close." He Cheng raised his hand, easily grabbed Shi'er's neck and picked him up.

"Master! Please let Shi'er go! He, he is still young!"

Golden Swallow flew out and knelt in front of He Cheng.

She looked worriedly at Shi'er, whose face turned purple as He Cheng strangled his neck.

A mother cherishes her children, and her feelings are indeed sincere.

But there is another point that He Cheng needs to consider.

He regretted: "Xiaoxue, I shouldn't have let you go."

Jin Yanzi's eyes widened and she didn't dare to breathe hard. She already understood the meaning of He Cheng's words clearly in her heart.

"Your mouth is not strict..."

"Master, I only said that I was his mother and a few words about his father. I didn't dare to say more than that!"

"You!" Cui Hongjian covered his chest, stooped and opened the door and walked out. He pointed at He Cheng and cursed, "You are so hard-hearted. She called you master. You should be a family! You are so cruel!"

He Cheng grinned, let go of Shi'er.

"Ahem!" Shi'er knelt on the ground, covering his neck and coughing hard.

He Cheng turned around and left without any delay.

Cui Hongjian was stunned and secretly wondered, "Could it be that those few words I just said were so powerful that they actually made a murderous person change his mind?"

"Shi'er! Don't go!" Jin Yanzi shouted again.

But He Cheng moved faster and opened his mouth to spat.

A ball of flame burst out,

Only human-shaped flames were left in place.

"Isn't this considered the most benevolent thing on my part?"

Cui Hongjian opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

Indeed, He Cheng let Shi'er go, and it was Shi'er who attacked him sneakily again. But Cui Hongjian felt that He Cheng had known for a long time that Shi'er couldn't help but be angry and would definitely attack him again.

"Let's go!"

"Yes..." The banshee wiped her tears, stood up obediently, and followed He Cheng.

She didn't even dare to have any hateful thoughts.

How dare the mouse be angry at the eagle?

"I'm really becoming more and more like a villain, breaking up marriages, killing children, killing people for treasures... tsk tsk tsk, it feels good!"

In the beginning, he had a zombie body and an ordinary person's mind, always thinking that if others don't offend me, I won't offend others.

Later, He Cheng discovered that the whole world was trying to offend him. He uses all means to protect himself and kills both good and evil, but his code of conduct does not go beyond the sentence "I will not offend others unless they offend me."

Time has passed, and now his mind has changed even more: I will kill you before you hurt me. If you don't hurt me, I may hurt you.

"As a zombie, you have to do whatever you want."

As the words "Just do whatever you want" grew farther and farther away, Cui Hongjian was left alone in the middle of nowhere.

The wind blew up ashes on the ground, covering Cui Hongjian's face.

"Bah bah bah!!"

The ground brightened suddenly.

Cui Hongjian looked up and saw dozens of fireballs falling from the sky. They were as big as the fireball that He Cheng had just vomited to death!

"Danger, danger!" Cui Hongjian panicked and ran forward, narrowly escaping from Wumenju.

Wumenju has been devoured by the sea of ​​fire.

Cui Hongjian's entire fortune and all his poetry creations were destroyed in the flames.

"Oh, forget it... let's move..."