Zombie World: Sign in to Become Stronger

Uncle Jiu wanted to say something more, but Xu Ce stopped him.

Jiu Shu sighed quietly, as Xu Ce said, Xu Ce is the most suitable person.

As for the trash apprentice Qiu Sheng, there is no need to count on it at all.

"Xu Ce disciple, do your best, don't...

Hey, life and death have fate and wealth in heaven, and it is his fate that he can be healed without a paper. "

In contrast, if an apprentice were to die, Jiu Shu would definitely hope that the living person was Xu Ce.

It's not that he is selfish, but that this matter has nothing to do with Xu Ceding.

"Master, don't worry, the student is not that fragile."

While Xu Ce was talking, he looked at the sky, the sun was hanging high, and continued:

"Although this is not the time when the Yang Qi is at its peak in a day, it is almost the same.

Master, let's cast a spell on Wencai at this time. "

Uncle Ji nodded.

"Well, just now.

Qiusheng, go and load ten catties of glutinous rice. "

"Yes, Master."

Soon, Qiusheng ran out carrying glutinous rice.

Let Wencai stand aside and pour out all the glutinous rice in the dustpan. The glutinous rice has become a little black and can no longer be used.

Immediately, spread the new glutinous rice evenly, and put the dustpan back on the square table.

"Wencai, go up and sit cross-legged, running boy skills in your body, now your big brother will get rid of the corpse poison for you!"

Uncle Nine said solemnly:

"This time, if you are healed, I hope you can take it as a warning. If it still cannot be cured, then it is your life!

Knowable! "

Wen Cai also knew how much risk Xu Ce took on him at this point in time. Xu Ce was suitable to deal with the main force of the zombie old man, but he was dragged down by him at this time.

He wanted to live, but he felt very guilty in his heart.

Because of him, the entire Yizhuang people may be killed, and even the people of Renjiazhen may be implicated.

Wencai is engaged in a fierce ideological struggle in his heart. If he does not care about himself, he will die by himself, and he will not involve others.

Wencai didn't want his most respected Master, Big Brother, and Qiu Sheng to lose his life because of him.

After pondering for a while, Wencai's mind became clear. If he died, he would die. There was nothing terrifying. Eighteen years later, he was a hero again, and he would worship the Jiushu sect.

After understanding this, Wen Cai said:

"Master, senior brother, Qiu Sheng, don't save me anymore, let me die.

I can't be so selfish..."

Snapped!

As Wencai spoke, he felt that someone patted his forehead, although it didn't hurt.

"Master, let me finish talking."

Snapped!

Xu Ce slapped again, using great effort, fearing that he wouldn't be able to feel it.

"Just talk about it, don't be so sensational, you can't die! I won't have anything to do, and I won't give the zombie Mr. Ren a chance to harm the people of Renjia Town!

There is only one thing you have to do now, sit down for me and run the Tongzi Gong! "

"Big brother, I..."

"Shut up!"

Suddenly, Xu Ce's palms were already patted on Wen Cai's back.

Wu Gu Gang revolved through the Great Zhou Tian, ​​and after circulating in his body, he followed his arms into Wen Cai's body.

Wencai's figure suddenly shook, and only felt that a heat wave emerged in his body, burning his blood, and it was very painful.

However, this kind of pain made Wencai regain his perception, just as he had come back to life.

Gradually, Wencai began to sweat all over his body, oozing intensive sweat beads, and then the sweat beads became hot and vaporized.

"drink!"

Xu Ce retracted with a palm, biting his fingers, and blood appeared.

Xu Ce turned to Wen Cai, using the essence and blood as a guide, drew a charm from his face, and then turned to Wen Cai's back.

It wasn't until Wencai's upper body was full of spells that he stopped.

Not much blood is consumed, but because the blood is used, this proportion increases invisibly.

Xu Ce's face turned pale, slightly tired.

However, Xu Ce didn't mean to stop. The removal of the corpse poison had to continue, and he couldn't give up halfway, or else his previous efforts would be abandoned.

"Wencai, continue to run Tongzi Gong, can't stop!"

Xu Ce yelled, and immediately sat back behind Wen Cai, patted Wen Cai's back with his palms again.

The mana fluctuations of Wu Gu Gang Jing surged out, and in an instant, Xu Ce and Wen Cai were covered by a 10% red masculine aura.

"what!"

Wencai let out a howl of pain.

"Don't let go, hold on!"

Xu Cening cried out with a deep eyebrow.

"Yes, big brother!"

Wencai gritted his teeth, struggling to support it, it was too painful.

This state lasted for about a stick of incense.

Xu Ce's palms suddenly loosened. On those palms, the mana fluctuated incomparably strong, and once again he slapped Wencai's back outrageously.

Wencai "poofed" a bit of blood from the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, the wounds on both arms that were scratched by the zombie old man Ren also showed black bruises, which were directly gasified under the sun's exploding sun and the mana fluctuations of Wu Di Gang Jing.

With this blow, Wencai felt like his body was hollowed out, and all of his strength seemed to be spit out with the congestion, which was consumed cleanly.

No longer able to maintain the posture of sitting cross-legged, he fell down with a snap.

Qiu Sheng's eyesight is quick, and he catches Wencai, and asks eagerly:

"Master, Master, are Wencai and Wencai okay?

Did you make it? "

Xu Ce closed his eyes and adjusted his breath without answering.

Uncle Nine held on to Wencai's pulse, then healed a sigh of relief after a while, and said:

"Wencai is all right, Qiu Sheng, you get some glutinous rice and throw it on the ground again, and lay Wencai flat on it.

Stew the rabbit again later, add more red dates and wolfberry, which can nourish the vitality and blood of your senior brother. "

"Yes, Master."

Qiu Sheng was very happy, Wencai was all right, and apart from being a little weak, the big brother seemed to be fine.

Xu Ce slowly opened his eyes and nodded to Uncle Jiu.

"Xu Ce disciple, you go to the back room and rest for a while."

"Okay, Master."

At this time, Ren Tingting ran over and supported Xu Ce very worried. Xu Ce said in a bad mood:

"Tingting, don't help me, I'm fine, you see that your father's face is black."

"With so much blood, you still said it was okay, don't worry about my father, he already knows our business."

Ren Tingting said.

"Ah, the old man knows it?

What do you say? "

Xu Ce asked, not curious.

"My dad said... Forget it, don't talk about it for now, take a good rest."

Ren Tingting was going to talk about it, but after thinking about it, let's wait until the disaster of the zombie pro-grandfather is over.

Otherwise, it may be useless to say more, in case it is bitten, nothing will be lost.