"One, two, one, two..."
On the empty ground, a loud slogan sounded, and a group of rather strange men and horses moved very strangely on this spacious avenue.
I saw them twisting their bodies one by one, raising their feet with great effort, and then falling down fiercely. It seemed that there was a small hill pressing on their bodies, and the whole body was so stiff, like natural polio patients!
This is exactly the disciples of Mo Cezong who were coaxed by Zhuo Fan to feed the zombie pill. Looking into the distance, the team of a dozen people is now only less than ten people, and everyone's face is abnormal. Determined and swayed fiercely, not allowing himself to become completely stiff.
Because they have clearly seen how those teammates who turned into zombies turned into rocks and dried into ashes. That kind of horrible scene, they will never forget it for a lifetime!
"His grandma, Zhuo Fan is really ruthless. It turns out that once this body doesn't move, it will really kill people!" Kui Lang walked forward step by step, and he could hear himself in his ears. The sound of skeletal muscles rubbing, I couldn't help but speak in hatred, then looked at Kui Gang with a caring expression, and said anxiously: "Gang'er, how are you, can you still hold it?"
The corners of his mouth collapsed, and Kui Gang was almost crying: "Father, I haven't rested for more than ten days. My cultivation base has been abolished. I can't hold it anymore. I really want to take a good rest. Now I Only then did I know what it means, life is better than death!"
When the others heard it, they also nodded sadly, and scolded Zhuo Fan's eighteenth generation ancestors all over the place.
Kui Lang felt a pain in his heart, but still gritted his teeth and encouraged: "Gang'er, hold on, you will be dead if you stop. You didn't miss the fate of those guys!"
"Of course I know, Dad, who would have thought that Master was so cruel, and the attack was really so poisonous, do we really have to get to the Ssangyong Club to get the antidote?" His throat was choked up, and Kui Gang's eyes were already wet. one slice.
Seeing this, Kui Lang shook his head helplessly and sighed!
If it wasn't for his son, he would rather just die like this and turn to ashes, or like this one who suffers alive...
On the top of the mountain in the distance, Zhuo Fan and the three priests looked down at them with a relaxed and contented expression. However, Sha Yang was still a little worried, frowning and said: "Zhuo Fan, let's just leave it alone. A lot of people have died along the way. If they die again, there will be no one available at the Ssangyong Club!"
"Then I'll do it myself. In short, I always talk about it, saying that wherever they are trained, they will be trained wherever they are. If they die, they can only be regarded as unhelpful!"
Unconsciously snorted, Zhuo Fan made no comment: "Also, look at them, don't they already walk very well now, at least the speed is not below that of ordinary people, this is a breakthrough!"
What's the breakthrough? Don't you just get used to it!
Unconsciously laughed bitterly, the three of them shook their heads helplessly, and looked at the sweaty and hard-working faces of everyone, and they were still a little worried: "They are all ordinary people now, and they are driving so many roads one after another. It is indeed true. It’s the limit. Otherwise... Let them rest!"
"Are you sure?" He raised his brows, and Zhuo Fan looked at the three of them with a wicked look, but smiled strangely: "Don't regret it, it seems that the days of Ssangyong will not be far away!"
Looking at each other, the three of them felt a little strange. What did he mean
But after looking at him deeply for a long time, they didn't see anything wrong. The three felt that he was playing mystery, so Yang Sha stood up and said, "So what, at their current speed, even if they take a day off. It’s no big deal to rush over for a long time!"
"Okay, just do what you want!"
Unconsciously smiling, Zhuo Fan looked ahead and saw a small town there, so he proposed: "Then let's go to that small town to take a rest, how about?"
When the three saw them, they nodded in agreement, and at the same time wondered why this kid suddenly became so easy to talk.
But there is no doubt that there is him, so Zhuo Fan suddenly appeared beside the team and shouted: "The luck of you people is here. In view of your current speed increase, the three worshippers pity you, I beg you, let you rest in the small town ahead!"
real
The eyes lit up, and everyone immediately felt overjoyed. After a full ten days of overnight journeys, with the current body, he was already exhausted and was about to fall apart. Now that Steward Zhuo said that he could rest, they couldn't be more willing.
"Then what are you doing so dull, why not hurry up?"
Zhuo Fan shouted, and everyone speeded up. The powerful temptation actually made their bodies more flexible. Although they still walk like puppets, these puppets have already caught up with humans!
After half an hour, everyone finally came to this small town, but what is strange is that this small town is unexpectedly desolate. Not only does it have no human breath, it even disappears from the animals' calls.
It's like a dead city, without any anger at all!
Yang Sha and the other three priests stepped forward, looked around, felt it again, and then came back, frowning and saying: "Zhuo Fan, it's a bit weird here. It's better not to stay for a long time. It's better to leave as soon as possible. !"
"Don't worry, it's just a temporary settlement. It's no big deal!" Turning his eyes around, Zhuo Fan looked around and said faintly: "First find a tavern or teahouse or something, so that these have become ordinary people. Guys rest their feet!"
When everyone heard this, they nodded anxiously: "Steward Zhuo, this time you finally said something!"
Unconsciously chuckled, Zhuo Fan didn't comment, and immediately led everyone around the town, and soon found a restaurant and walked in.
However, there is still no popularity in it, only some dusty tables and chairs, and the wine jars and cups that seem to have not been touched for a while.
"This restaurant doesn't even have a personal shadow. It seems that we have to do it ourselves, and we have plenty of food and clothing!" After a glance from the left and right, Zhuo Fan's eyes were suspicious, and he laughed slightly.
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help sighing again. They are now zombie people. They are useless when they move a finger. At this time, they finally come to a restaurant, but there is not even a second person to say hello. They drink and pour tea. It's really unreasonable to have to do it yourself!
But there is no way. They disciples don't do this kind of chores, should they still let the steward Zhuo and the three priests do it
Ever since, dragging the tired body, these disciples once again did the job of handyman. It's nothing more than doing it in the sect. If you come out to do this kind of thing, that's fate!
Several people looked at each other and all smiled bitterly.
Zhuo Fan and the three priests were sitting on a table and looking at each other. The Divine Consciousness Realm had already been released, but they had found nothing, and couldn't help but feel even more suspicious in their hearts.
"There must be a problem with this place. Looking at this scene, there should be some demon cultivators doing things here. But it will not be too long. After all, these objects have not been weathered, probably within half a month!" Zhuo Fan knocked on the table, murmured, analyzed.
The other three nodded when they heard it.
Yang Sha looked at the crowd, his eyes narrowed, and faintly said: "It's okay if that person is gone, if he doesn't go..."
"He doesn't offend us, and we don't have to pay attention to this nosy. After all, he is a fellow man. However, if that person dares to bully the door, hum..." Before Yang Sha finished speaking, Zhuo Fan interrupted and sneered.
When the rest of the people listened, they all smiled coldly, showing a jealous look.
Those who can do this kind of thing are probably those who practice the magic way with the people in the town, and most of these people are casual cultivators and don't have the resources for cultivation, so that they can do the things that anger and resent people this day.
For those who have sect backers like them, naturally there is no shortage of this cultivation object, so there will be nothing to kill the town for fun. If you are targeted by some righteous people, you may get into trouble.
Therefore, the demon cultivators with sects are more self-disciplined than some casual cultivators!
However, knowing that the other party is a casual cultivator, they are even more fearless. Since you don't even have training resources, your strength is definitely not much higher, and you can only bully some ordinary people.
It is not comparable to the orthodox practitioners in their sect.
However, there are also some talented casual cultivators with high and profound strength, which are stronger than the sect cultivators. But that is a minority after all, it is impossible for them to be so unlucky.
"Come and come... Have a glass of wine, congratulations on our first stage of training, and finally achieved results!" After everyone put the food and drink on the table, Zhuo Fan gave an evil smile, raised the wine glass, and saluted everyone one by one.
Everyone also toasted and drank together, scrambled and laughed again and again, enjoying a rare and pleasant time in the past ten days.
When he was full of wine and dinner, Zhuo Fan suddenly slapped the table and shouted: "Okay, let's go!"
squeak!
Suddenly, everyone wanted to get up, but they suddenly realized that they couldn't move anymore. As if back to the original point, his whole body was stiff, like a stone, and he couldn't do a tiny movement.
"Huh? Zhuo... Zhuo Fan, what's the matter?" Yang Sha couldn't help being shocked when he saw it, and looked at him strangely.
Unconsciously chuckled, Zhuo Fan seemed to have expected it, and said quietly: "I said long ago, people who have taken the zombie pill must move all the time, otherwise the whole body will freeze. Who made you rest here, now Your body has returned to the starting point, I am afraid you will have to warm up again!"
What
Everyone was shocked, almost crying. Finally, he was able to move like a normal person, but now he is back to the original point, and he has to move from the head again.
When thinking of the pain and suffering, everyone has an urge to die.
"Steward Zhuo, you cheated us again!" Kui Lang narrowed his mouth unconsciously, and wailed.
His brows trembling unconsciously, Zhuo Fan's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled coldly: "When did I cheat you? The meaning of letting you rest was brought up by the three consecrations. I have reminded them, don’t regret it, they are. Don't listen!"
"Hey, Zhuo Fan, don't spit, you didn't object when we proposed it!"
"Yeah, you said it's okay to stop. We thought we wouldn't bounce back to the original point anymore, so we listened to what you said and rested. Why are you now..." Looking at Zhuo Fan with a grieving expression, Kui Lang said in a mournful tone. .
Feeling helplessly touched his nose, Zhuo Fan turned his eyelids upwards, and immediately became an old hooligan, and simply admitted: "Yes, I just know this, deliberately, what do you do with me?"
Hearing this, everyone was speechless for a while, and their hearts continued to slander. Can you be more shameless and evil
Humph, if we had a long sword in our hands now, we would definitely stab your head without hesitation, you devil!
Everyone looked at Zhuo Fan, thinking viciously in their hearts.
But at this moment, with a whisper, a crimson sword light suddenly pierced Zhuo Fan's throat. When everyone saw it, they were immediately shocked.
Uh, we just thought about it, how did it come true...