“Hm on—”

The angry zombie was provoked by the bird people to follow all the way, but the flying guy never came down, and the accumulated anger could only be vented on the moving food in front.

All the zombies gave up the birds in the air and brushed their hands on Zhang Wenqing.

And here is located in the plain, not even hiding place, Zhang Wenjing for the first time alone to face this zombie group, it is particularly nervous.

With his hands in his hands, he oozes sweat in his delicate hands, bites his teeth, sees the zombies that have rushed, and rushes back.

The purpose of the birdman was only to test Zhang Wenqing, but he did not want her to die, and when she saw her take out the cold weapon, she was ready to throw the dead all over the dead.

But before it was time to act, Zhang Wenjing rushed back into the zombie group, which made the bird people a little wonder, stopped and looked at her condescendingly.

“Hm”

A female zombie ran fast and rushed like a cheetah.

Zhang Wen's strange figure moved, suddenly disappeared on the spot, the zombies were frothed, still turning the brain to look for it, and then the blood sprayed, and the head fell down again.

Then the massacre began.

It is not the zombie massacre Zhang Wenqing, but Zhang Wenjing to counter the massacre of the zombies.

A real person faces a zombie, and Zhang Wenjing realizes what the level of his strength is.She really felt that the zombies were not difficult to kill, they were all brainless guys, and it was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

Of course, this is only for Zhang Wenwen.She practiced the gossip palm for eight years, and the pace of the essence of the gossip palm was simply a thorough thought.Among the masters, perhaps Zhang Wenjing is not prominent, not powerful, and even will be killed by a trick.

When she meets a group of people who take weapons, she may also die in an instant.

But in the face of a group that only knows culling, only knows to bite and catch, only knows the attack, there is no trick routine of the zombie.She was slipping like a mud.

In theory, as long as she is physically fit enough, she can keep killing.

The birdman saw Zhang Wenqing in the air like mud, constantly sliding around, surprised to say: "What is this step?"Are these zombies so low?Why don’t you always get her?”

He could not believe that a man could enter a human being in a group of zombies.Because this is impossible, it is beyond common sense.

But he ignored that there are many things in this world that are beyond the knowledge of ordinary people, such as himself.

Ten minutes later, after a constant tumult, the last zombie was knocked out of the eye.

And Zhang Wenjing was almost helpless, his hands were trembling, and he could not bear the meridian.He lay on the ground with a breath of air, facing the sky on his back, and thinking of nothing.

Opportunity has arrived.

The bird sighed and slowly landed down.

He felt that he had to accept Zhang Wenqing, not only that she was beautiful and well-looking, but also able to satisfy her hobbies in all aspects.Because this is a cold weapon, it is a talent.

Zhang Wenjing watched the bird slowly decline and said nothing.

When the birdman landed ten meters from the ground, the bird suddenly stopped and smiled and said, "Beautiful girl, you lack a master."

He looked at him coldly and calmly, “What do you want to do?Kill my brother's revenge, I will repay.How can I meet you here, damn it."

The bird laughed, relaxed a section in her heart, and listened to her tone.The gunman that night is dead.

“How dangerous is the end of the world, don’t you want to have a master who can fly?”

He smiled and said, "I'd rather die."

The bird looked cold, did not say anything, and turned away.

Watching the bird leave, Zhang Wen was in a hurry, played a few days of play, did he get angry?

“Brother, what to do?He’s gone, how is he going?”

Zhang Wenjing watched the bird people fly far away, some anxiously said.

The voice of Li Guan's voice came from the ground: "Leave him alone, he will come back."

Li Guan's voice had just fallen, and the birdman who had left went back again.This time, he had a five- or six-meter-long trunk in his hand.

This tree trunk has a thick human arm, the front end has the same fork as a slingshot, and he does not know where he is looking for it.

Zhang Wenjing watched the birdman fly with a long stick and stand up in panic: “What do you want?”

The bird landed at a height of ten meters and stopped, laughing and saying, "Since you don't want to, you have to fight if you want to."

In other words, the bird looked cold in vain, swooping toward the next swooping, and poked the past hard at Zhang Wenming with a wooden stick in his hand.

Zhang Wen quietly panicked and hid, just to avoid, but saw that the stick was swept vertically.

He put it on his back and threw it to the ground.

Zhang Wenjing has not yet got up, only feel the muscles in the thighs ache, turn his head to look, but saw the bird with the wooden stick hard on Zhang Wenjing's thighs.

“Ah!”

Zhang Wenjing's thigh was shot before, the stick was poked in the gunshot wound, Zhang Wenjing's pain straight eyes, a few severe breaths even fainted.

The bird looked at Zhang Wenqing, who was still moving with some surprise, and wondered, “Dead or fainting?”What about it?”

He hovered in the air, used the long stick to provoke Zhang Wenqing's skirt, looked down, but saw the blood flowing on his thighs.There are many dry scabbards in many places.

In my heart, feelings are hurting old wounds.

Even if you know this, the bird people do not dare to go down easily.He knew that his advantage would fly, and on the ground he would become very weak.He will not go down unless he is completely safe.

Zhang Wenjing did not pretend to faint, she was really faint, before the battle physical exertion was very large, the back was a stick, the old injury was poked by the birds.This kind of pain is unbearable, and it can easily make people collapse.

After a long time, the birds never came down.

Five minutes later, the birderman suddenly swooped down, and a fierce stick was drawn to Zhang Wenqing's back neck.

"Aw"

There was a loud noise, but there was no response.But in the back of the neck, it swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing that Zhang Wenjing still did not respond, the birdman was finally relieved, circled the sky again, and confirmed that there was really no one around.No longer hesitated, a dive down, and then fell lightly on the ground.

The wings slammed behind him, the birdman moved his legs toward Zhang Wenqing, smiled and murmured: "What a big ass, this should be cool, today earned... . . . ."

Suddenly he frowned, feeling as if there was something wrong with his feet.

Looking down, I screamed in fear, and flapping my wings and trying to fly.

It was a hand, and one of them held its ankle.A hand that is stretched out from under the earth.

“Ah!”

The birdman screamed and wanted to fly away, but the hand seemed to have a thousand strength, so that he could not move.

Then he felt that the hard ground was no longer felt, and became as weak as water.Then he was dragged by the hand and pulled it straight away.The soil did not pass his waist, and then the surrounding soil gathered violently, becoming as hard as concrete, and he could no longer escape.

Even if a pair of wings are frantically flapping, the lift cannot resist the power of this earth.

“Oh—”

Suddenly, a sound of gold iron chirping sounded.It was the sound of a sword.

“Hm on”

But when he saw the cold light, the bird suddenly lost weight, and the whole body trembled violently.

Turn around, but see a wing broken, quietly falling to the ground, blood sprayed out...