Feng took courage and rushed to pick up the gods. He Only heard the sound of "吱", a little black shadow flew out from inside and flew.
Passing over his head and flying into the darkness outside, he could not see it.
Song's mother had already kneeled in front of the altar, opened her arms, slammed on the ground, and cursed in her mouth, saying: Curse the Heavenly, Curse
by You Go to Knife Hill, Go to Hell ... "
Wang Feng DID not the listen the any More.
at The Blood Slave WAS Holding at The LAMP, looking coldly AT HIM, with NO ON expression The His-face.
Wang Feng smiled and of Said : "You wake up really fast."
"The blood slave is
in the front of the lamp, and the king wind followed.
He didn't say anything more.
The fear in He has a slow
regret, I should not go now.
They returned to at The Room of at The Blood Slave He just opened the door and the light in his hand suddenly fell and shattered.
There are lights in the house.
The light illuminates the brand new Coffin, and the lid of the coffin is opened again. One is kneeling beside the coffin, and the hand has been stretched in.
Just stretched in and didn't take it out.
I will never get it again.
The red cap on his head had fallen to the Ground, and his face was completely distorted and his body was stiff.
He was not injured, his pants were wet, and the ground was wet.
The blood slave's hand is still shaking: "He... he was scared to death."
Wang Fengdao: "Well."
Blood slave: "What did he find? How could he be scared to death?"
Wang Fengdao: "Why don't you open the village to see?"
The blood slave bit his lip and suddenly picked Up his foot and picked up the lid of the coffin.
She immediately exclaimed and fell in the arms of Wang Feng.
There is nothing in the coffin, and the dead in the coffin has disappeared.
Night, faint.
The blood slaves straightened and fed: "A person who has died for seven or eight Days will never be resurrected. He must have become a zombie."
Wang Feng closed his mouth.
His face is also very ugly.
He neither wants his friend to become a zombie, nor does his colleague's body be stolen.
The blood slave suddenly exclaimed and said: "He is going out by himself, it must be."
Wang Fengdao: " How do you know?"
Blood slave: "I...I..."
of Her Voice WAS hoarse, and the even SHE Could Not Speak. A pair of Eyes Made Me Straight Straight and squatted.
There are pairs of Footprints The Ground ON, A pair of Lime Footprints.
of The TWO Footprints are Side by Side, and More Than one pair.
There are A couple of feet 'Three or at Four feet' the Apart, and Another pair of Three or at Four feet '.
People by Will Never Walk like the this.
At The Village IS Covered's with Layer of Lime.
Only at The Zombies by Will Jump OUT of Their feet'.
Wang Feng Took The copper slave and walked downstairs along the footprints. The blood slave pulled his clothes and followed.
Both people have cold sweat in their palms.
"Is there anyone downstairs?"
"Have."
"Who is below?"
"The official officer just Now, I saw that he couldn't go back, so he told him to rest in the hut behind the stairs."
Wang Feng's heart sank.
They have all found the last limestone footprint, just behind the door of the hut.
The door is still closed.
The cotton in the small bed in the house was piled high, and only one hand was stretched out.
A dead black hand.
Wang Feng took a long breath and took a step and picked up the quilt.
There is no one in the quilt, Only one
arrogant official difference, now there is only one black hand left, and there is a pair of lime feet on the bed.
Print, the color is already very light and very light.
By the time he had no on his feet, no one could track his whereabouts.
- His people are very fierce when they are alive, and they must be a devil after they die.
When you are going to Do something, this is what you can do.
Thinking of these words, even Wang Feng couldn't help but shudder.
The blood slave suddenly smiled, and the laughter of eating and drinking kept going.
Wang Feng could not help but ask: " What are you laughing at?"
Blood slave: "I knew that the blood parrot was nearby, and the demon of Chikang Jiajiapu certainly followed it."
Her laughter is close to madness: "Now there is another zombie here, just like they are going to ghosts."
the Where DID The zombies go?
The sky has finally changed.
The long and evil night has passed, and the sun rises from the east and shines on the earth.
The magic wall has also painted white, and the demon and the magic horse have disappeared into this snow that symbolizes the light.
Wang Feng was sitting opposite, as if he was admiring his masterpiece, but he didn't even feel a little proud .
Because of He Knows that the this IS not over.
there IS A Witch in at The Room the Next Door, and there IS A Magic Cake ON at The Altar.
at The PUS ON at The Small Bed Downstairs IS Still there, and His-Friend's body turns INTO A Zombie.
Where is the blood parrot hidden? And the thirteenth strange bird that mysteriously disappeared?
Who can explain these things? .
Wang Feng can't.
He fell on a large chair and only felt very tired, very tired, and wanted to sleep well.
But the blood slave has been watching him from the side, as if reminding him again.
- If you fall asleep, you will probably Never the Wake up Again.
Suddenly, someone Outside at The window shouted:. "Wang Feng, Wang Daxia, Please Come Down and Talk"
A the Person IS Standing the BETWEEN at The Flowers and Trees, Waving AT at The Small Building, and at The Full-length Official Uniform Shines in the sun.
This person is of course the most bureaucratic An Zihao within a few hundred miles.
After wearing the official uniform, An Zihao appeared to be much more majestic and more arrogant.
of He walked Side by side with Wang Feng in the sun, as if he was thinking about how to say what he wanted to say.
Wang Feng has said it for him: "What did you know about last night?"
An Zihao smiled and said: " This is a small place, but there are many people and a lot of mouths."