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Chapter 39: It’s over with Pingshan, get ready to leave
Bang bang bang!Fierce gunfights often only require one person to raise his head.

The royal zombies floating in the air waited for a while because He Xiu wanted to climb to a higher place to see the overall situation.

Who knew he was seen by a sneezing Yunnan soldier.

"Commander, are there monsters?"

Ma Zhenbang was looking at Chen Yulou proudly, preparing to accept him as his younger brother.I was startled by this yelling guy.

"What are you talking about!" But when he looked up, he was too shocked to speak.

"This is a zombie, shoot! Shoot quickly and send it down."

Bang bang bang!
With the continuous gunshots, Chen Yulou, who was about to be shot, broke out in a cold sweat. Chen Yulou, who was already prepared for death, felt his heart rise and fall like a wave. The surprise came a little too quickly, but he escaped again. A calamity.

He Xiu also secretly regretted it. He should have delayed it for a while and let them kill Chen Yulou.

Now that you've been discovered, let's do it!If God does not die, Chen Yulou, he himself will be blinded by the losses in the future anyway, but now he has not said anything about each other's alliance with Partridge Whistle!Retribution cannot be met with overwhelming force.

Because he stabs people selectively, it is difficult for the Corpse King to use his ultimate move, otherwise he will suck them all into shriveled corpses in one go, and there will be some evil trouble there.

He could only use his elusive speed to penetrate people with his fingernails.Each and every one of them was either broken into two parts or had their heads removed. The scene was very explosive. From time to time, I couldn't help but take a few sips, causing the person holding him to have all the blood in his body spurt out from the pores in his body. , being sucked and fucked by adults.

Although a few were accidentally injured, it moved too fast and He Xiu had no time to stop it. In the eyes of the zombies, this was the picture of the night vision device's heated imager. It was impossible to tell what was in gray clothes. If you caught one, it would be a disaster. Dead, dead, dead.

The scene of hell on earth made many people shake their legs in fear and even wet their pants without even feeling it.

The gun in his hand also turned into a fire stick, and with a flying shovel, his whole body exploded into powdery blood mist, which was completely absorbed by the Corpse Emperor.

Although Chen Yulou and others knew that this was the zombie of the mysterious Taoist Master He Xiu and that he must be nearby, this scene was too scary. There was no zombie like this that they had encountered before.

Ordinary zombies, a few brave ordinary people can take care of them.

But with this style, they would rather face the equally bad-looking six-winged centipede.

After a while, the ground was covered with corpses. He Xiu jumped down the mountain and looked around. There was no one from Ma Zhenbang.

He came to Ma Zhenbang, who was stabbed in two by the Corpse King.

Cutting in half does not make people die immediately. Under normal circumstances, some people who have been cut in half can hold their own intestines for a day or two before dying.

Looking at Ma Zhenbang in pain, He Xiu picked up the ivory handle revolver he just took from Luo Laowai.

He kicked Ma Zhenbang on the head and blew on the revolver, but there was no scratch. "Mine, who let you touch it? Remember it in the next life. Let me know if you have any good things."

"Mr. Chen, take the lead. Hurry up and have this dead guy burned. I don't care about mutated corpses."

"That old foreigner, take in those soldiers who are still alive. From now on, you will be the commander-in-chief of western Hunan and northern Yunnan."

Inexplicably, the old foreigner who was eating melons was called out, and he opened his mouth in surprise: "Ah! I don't know how to do it."

"You have to know how to do it even if you don't know how to do it. Cut off your pot head and take office as the commander-in-chief now. Boss Chen will support you, right? Boss Chen."

Chen Yulou looked at Fei Zhan, who was still floating in the sky, and swallowed: "Yes, the old foreigner who moved mountains is the most suitable person. What about that, old foreigner brothers, let's go and help each other."

The old foreigner looked at the nodding partridge whistle, and then nodded stumblingly: "Okay! Okay! Mr. Chen is in charge. I hope you will take care of me in the future."

"It's easy to talk, easy to talk. Come on, kids! Call the marshal."

The remaining Luo Laowai soldiers and Yunnan Army soldiers who were nearby looked at me and I looked at you. There were three commanders changed on this day, which was quite exciting.Now my life is in someone else's hands, so I quickly stood up and said, "Hello, handsome."

"Okay, okay, hurry up and put this body away." This old foreigner got into the role quite quickly and started ordering people around so quickly.

"By the way, old foreigner, you should hurry up and take over the defense of Ping'an County in the next few days. The city has been massacred by zombies. There is enough food, wine, cloth and houses to manage it."

When ordinary soldiers heard this, they had nothing to object to. They would just listen to whoever gave them food.Being a soldier these days is just for food, but there are no lofty ideals.

He Xiu didn't think about what he wanted to do. It was just that in troubled times, he needed to have his own armed force.Xiangxi is a good place with high mountains, dense forests and strong folk customs.

As for whether the old foreigner can hold his position, I can only say that if anyone refuses to accept it, I will go to his living room and get angry. I can't kill him by letting zombies bite him. I am the man behind him. If he doesn't give him face, he will have trouble with me.

night!Looking at a group of people who had just finished handling the bodies and were getting ready to sleep.

He Xiu thought for a while, he had been here for half a month, it would be better to end it as soon as possible.

Standing on the copper-horned golden coffin, we came to the cave near the top of the mountain. This was the territory of the damn General Yuan Ren, the Corpse King of Western Hunan, and the center of the entire mountain.

Several zombies that may have been accidentally transformed by herb farmers were stuck in the cracks of the rocks, grinning and howling at He Xiu.

It was probably at the level of initial black zombies. He held two guns, added a buff, and died immediately. A few fire talismans burned everything.

This fire talisman is a basic talisman learned from Uncle Four Eyes's collection. After practicing for several days, I almost ran out of the yellow paper from Second Aunt Mouse before I made ten of them.

But I'm still very happy.Fortunately, it's just a yellow talisman. If you want to make a more advanced talisman, you have to be trained before you can make it. Before making it, you have to bathe, change clothes, and fast for three days before you can start writing. The success rate is still low.

Of course, if you are strong and don't need the blessings of gods and ancestors, you don't have to be so cumbersome. After all, you are borrowing power, and you must have an attitude when asking for help.

If you rely entirely on your own strength to draw the talisman, then feel free to do it. The power depends entirely on your own understanding of the Taoist scriptures. Some people only understand one or two talismans in their lifetime, and that's very powerful.

Many Taoist disciples just start by chanting sutras, meditating, and doing exercises. They can't learn anything in six or seven years. At most, they can only complete a hundred days of foundation building.

This is not the foundation-building period in the world of cultivation, but it refers to the process of practicing martial arts, exercising the body, and adjusting the mentality of cultivating Taoism.

In the cave at the top of the mountain, Yuan Jiang was actually quite miserable, with only a stone coffin. However, this tomb used himself as a counterweight to suppress the luck of the Miao people in the ancestral cave below the mountain.

I have to say that he was quite successful. Since the Yuan Dynasty, the Miao people around here have never had a king or hegemon. The few who stood out could not last long before disappearing.

Although this is clearly the King of Corpses, it is actually nothing more than a mutated black zombie with the special ability to induce hallucinations.

If He Xiu met alone, he would naturally run away, right now.

Just let it go, fight it, fight it hard, no need to give me face.

He couldn't hold on for a single round, was torn into several pieces, and became the meal in the belly of the zombie king. 600 years of Taoism were in vain, and he deceived ghosts. What a dick to the royal zombies.

Of course, this is just a matter of different opportunities. For example, Wang Sicong was born into the second generation of a billionaire. This Xiangxi Corpse King is at best a child who was born in a black coal mine and picked up briquettes.It has little to do with the year.

Horses are piled up, so what about Madam Xin? Didn’t she also fake corpses? She was from the Warring States Period.

Looking at the burial objects in the general's coffin, there were quite a few, including a jeweled scimitar, which He Xiu liked very much. The craftsmanship of the horse leather was probably stolen by the Yuan army during the Western Expedition.

This is more of a work of art than a battle knife. When the time comes, the knife will be much more practical than the sword for Qingqing.

(End of this chapter)