Chapter 281

"Ka... Ka..."

The Royal zombies struggled for less than half a minute, and something terrible happened.

The spine broken by Pan Haodong's violence was reset and restored in the strange shaking of zombies. The thousands of cranes, four eyes and others looked cold at the bottom of my heart.

"Oh, I'm a little capable!"

Pan Haodong was interested. If the Royal zombie was killed for seconds, it would be too challenging.

That's fine.

Endurance exercise can be enjoyable!

"Martial nephew, corpse Qi can recover the injury of zombies. If you want to kill zombies completely, you can only burn them. Otherwise, even if you beat the Royal zombies into a pile of mud, it can recover slowly."

Taoist priest four eyes said something to remind him.

Dealing with corpses all year round, he has the most say in this regard, and his words are based on experience.

"It's simple. I'll find someone to absorb the corpse gas and set it on fire later..."

The Royal zombies retained a certain intelligence. When they heard that pan Haodong wanted someone to absorb the corpse gas and set himself on fire, they were so scared that they turned and ran into the woods.

Unfortunately, the speed is too slow.

The next moment, the zombie was caught up by Pan Haodong, grabbed his collar and dragged back.

The zombie, who had great power when he came out of the coffin, was like a humiliated girl. He didn't dare to resist at all, and let pan Haodong poke the circle and pinch it

"Bang!"

On the Zombie's head, several rotten teeth flew out of his mouth.

"Click!"

One of the Zombie's arms drooped.

"Boom ~ ~"

"When ~ ~"

"Crack!"

In less than two minutes, the Royal zombie was beaten by Pan Haodong. His hands were violently broken, his spine was broken into seven or eight sections, only a few rotten teeth were left in his mouth, and his left leg was violently torn off by someone

The original bright and beautiful royal zombies are three points lower than beggars at this time.

Simu, Qianhe and others all showed sympathy for the Royal zombies.

The little prince and Wu Shilang, who were hiding in the tent, looked at Pan Haodong with fear. The four guards outside the tent didn't even have the courage to look at Pan Haodong.

Soldiers hiding far away, many people are scared to pee!

"Nephew pan Xian, stop fighting!"

The kind-hearted master Yixiu came forward and advised, "this zombie has been abandoned. It can't stand to harm people in a short time. You go back and have a rest first. Four eyes and I will stay and help find wood and burn it. "

"Well, I'll go back first."

Pan Haodong turned and took a few steps. Suddenly he stopped again. He felt that it was not safe to tear off one leg of the zombie, so he tore off the other leg of the Royal zombie in front of master Yixiu.

Throw the zombie legs aside.

Pan Haodong clapped his hands, turned and said, "it's safe."

“……”

Master Yixiu has a black face.

Before leaving, you have to tear off the other leg of the zombie. Is it so rough?

How cruel!

"Two martial uncles, I just had a fight. I'm a little tired. I'll go back first..."

Before pan Haodong finished, Taoist priest Qianhe interrupted, "please help yourself, martial nephew! Here are my senior brother and master Yixiu. There will be no problem. You can rest assured and go back to have a rest. "

I have to ask nephew back quickly.

Otherwise, martial nephew, I don't think I'm happy. If I beat the zombies again, they'll have to pick up the corpses one by one and put together the uncle of the little prince!

It's so dark.

If you accidentally miss a piece and are eaten by the mountain essence and wild monster, and accidentally create a fierce object, you will be guilty.

Seeing pan Haodong leave, Taoist priest Qianhe turned around and said, "elder martial brother, what's the origin of martial nephew?"

Taoist priest four eyes sighed on his face and said, "I don't know very well. I only know that ah Dong is the son of Pan Shuai, the sworn brother of the second senior brother. He has been different from ordinary people since childhood. He has excellent cultivation talent. I didn't expect that he still has such terrible force. He can fight zombies only by boxing and foot Kung Fu. He can't find the north."

"Amitabha!"

Master Yixiu stepped forward and said, "nephew pan Xian lives in Buddha nature. It may be the reincarnation of arhat."

The four eyes Taoist priest was angry in an instant, and he was so angry that he said, "what reincarnation of arhat? Don't put gold on your face. Even if a Dong is a immortal reincarnation, it is also a Taoist immortal. What does it have to do with Buddhism? "

"Master, my elder martial brother's words are not pleasant to hear, but they are the truth. Don't say anything similar to you in the future."

Out of respect for master Yixiu, Taoist priest Qianhe didn't get angry, but his tone was a little cold. It was related to the origin of Maoshan sect. You can't let master Yixiu talk nonsense.

Buddhist sects are the best at digging people. If they don't strictly guard against it and insist on going back, martial nephew, they will be dug up by master Yixiu.

“……”

Master Yixiu was silent.

It's right that pan Haodong lives in Buddha nature, but the other party not only has Buddha nature, but also has a strong scholar atmosphere. He lives in Haoran righteousness. If he thinks that the other party is the reincarnation of arhat because of a little Buddha nature, it's a bit far fetched.

"Little prince, little prince..."

Taoist priest Qianhe bypasses master Yixiu and walks to the tent where the little prince lives. The Royal zombies still need to be dealt with. He doesn't have time to talk nonsense with master Yixiu.

"What's the matter?"

Wu Shilang took the little prince out of the tent.

Taoist priest Qianhe said, "zombies are fierce and want to come out of the coffin to suck blood. If senior brother doesn't feel at ease and comes to help, there are already dead everywhere here. I suggest cremation on site to prevent zombies from continuing to harm people."

"No."

Wu Shilang sternly retorted, "even if the little prince's uncle is a zombie, it's not your mud legs. You can dispose of it at will. You must transport it to Beijing and give it to the emperor."

Hearing the speech, the Four Eyed Taoist priest immediately rolled up his sleeves and angrily asked, "who do you bastard say is mud leg?"

"Say you, what's the matter?"

Wu Shilang arrogantly straightened his chest, and the murderer who beat the zombies went back. The left four eyes and a rest didn't have so much deterrent. What about the four eyes and long sleeves?

He was afraid, but he wanted to laugh.

Zombies, they can't deal with them. But they have ways to deal with people.

The swords and guns in the guard team are not furnishings.

"You ~ ~"

"Elder martial brother, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive."

Taoist priest Qianhe held down the angry Taoist priest four eyes and said, "little prince, uncle Ling is no longer a human, but a zombie without human nature. If we don't cremate him on the spot, we will destroy the living creatures if we make any mistakes on the way to Beijing. We can't afford the crime!"

"Taoist priest, I understand your difficulties, but I also have my difficulties. I hope you can understand."

The little prince said politely, "Taoist priest, uncle Huang's body must be transported to Beijing, but the safety problem can't be ignored. We can ask the Taoist priest who just subdued uncle Huang to escort uncle Huang's body to Beijing. Money is not a problem. I hope the Taoist priest can help make peace. "

"This..."

The thousand crane Taoist priest frowned.

The safety problem they are worried about is really not a problem in front of my nephew.

However, not everyone is willing to work for the old royal family. Please send zombies to Beijing. He is really not sure.