"Come and eat." Xu Zhimo deliberately stretched the bowl forward, holding a small spoon in the other hand.
On the contrary, Ji Xiaoyao, who didn't know if he just woke up or what happened, didn't realize that Xu Zhimo in front of him changed the topic lightly, and now he just felt that the rice in Xu Zhimo's hand was really delicious. It was the best he had ever smelled.
Ji Xiaoyao reached out to take the bowl, but Xu Zhimo avoided it.
"Let me feed you."
"..."
Just like that, the two able-bodied people were tired and crooked in the room, Xu Zhimo fed him food spoon by spoon, and when he encountered something Ji Xiaoyao didn't like, he would frown, and Xu Zhimo smiled helplessly after understanding , silently put aside the dishes he didn't like, but picked out the dishes he liked and fed them to him, the casual movements seemed very pampering.
As for everything outside, it has nothing to do with these two people now.
Fifteen days later, everyone was still as usual on this day, Mo Jinyao was still grading papers in the study, Yun Ziyue was teaching Fang Ran some basic kung fu, but the people who were guarding the city were not calm anymore. In front of him, a large group of people in black and tattered clothes slowly walked towards this direction.
Because they didn't have any weapons in their hands, and they were far away, the soldiers just thought that these people were refugees or something, and didn't pay much attention to them, but when they reached a clear distance that they could see, they suddenly found this group of people Something is wrong, these people are not just clothes torn, it is clear that even the flesh and blood are torn.
And looking at their walking posture, they are very neat, everyone is like a marionette, neat but stiff.
In an instant, everyone thought of what they saw that night, could it be these things
"Quick! Go and tell the prince how many generals there are, and say they are the living dead!"
"yes!"
The soldiers next to the general defending the city were startled, and hurried down without daring to delay for a moment.
When Mo Jinyao received the news, he stood up suddenly, thinking, are you finally here
"Protect the princess." These words were addressed to Ye Po. Compared with the martial arts of Luo Xing and the others, Ye Po is still better.
Ye Po wanted to say something, but Mo Jinyao had already disappeared in front of him.
When they reached the city wall, Ji Xiaoyao, Fang Ye, Lian Nian and several others also arrived.
They all looked down solemnly, and in just a short while, these undead were getting closer to them.
It's not that the soldiers didn't shoot their arrows, but the results were minimal. These people were dead at all, so what's the point of killing them? However, these feathered arrows could nail them to the ground, but these people would dodge, come and go, and shoot arrows It has no effect at all, but is just a waste of arrows.
Mo Jinyao looked at the dense crowd of living dead below, his brows were furrowed, he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Pass down the order, all the dragon troops in the city must gather, gather at the four city gates, each of you four will lead a team, guard the city gates, and the rest will go up to the city walls!"
"Yes, my lord!"
The prince gave the order, and everyone followed suit. Even if they were facing the living dead, they were not afraid at all. As long as the prince was around, they would not be defeated.
Outside the city, not far from the living dead, were the two men in black robes, one tall and the other short.
"Jiejiejie, let's see what Mo Jinyao can find this time. Why, aren't you happy? Little apprentice."