Chapter 393: Figure behind the zombies
The cold wind got thicker and thicker.
Ah Tao pulled his sleeves. He didn’t cultivate the Scorching Flame Technique like Ye Zhongming. He only had Soul Refining Technique, so his body wasn’t as strong as the other warriors. Along with his age, his cold resistance wasn’t too strong.
Ah Tao sighed when he looked at Miya, staring in the direction Ye Zhongming left.
He didn’t know whether he was right or not.
Ah Tao was the one who gave his blessings for Miya to sacrifice herself to Ye Zhongming.
If not, even if Miya had such thoughts, the Nu Pu protected by the race would be stopped. After all, nothing in the tribe could be hidden from this old man.
But now, he suspected his choice. If this guy didn’t return, then Miya...
Ah Tao shook his head. If Ye Zhongming didn’t return, maybe the tribe wouldn’t even exist once winter passes. Miya’s fate wouldn’t be different regardless.
“Go, kid, whether or not he returns is not under our control.”
Miya looked at her leader and said firmly, “He will return; he definitely will.”
Ye Zhongming turned his head and saw that the figure on the hill was gone. The last bit of unwillingness to leave was gone, and what replaced it was firmness.
Imperial City? Ye Zhongming laughed. Even if it was a dragon’s den, so what?
In the deep mountains, the biggest and most prosperous city in Posthumous People history welcomed an unwelcomed guest.Ñøv€l-B1n was the first platform to present this chapter.
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So when they saw the dense zombie horde, even if the three of them wanted to kill these three core members, they had to care about their lives. Two five-stars and one four-star, once they landed in a horde with zombies of average level-three strength, they would be fortunate if even one of them managed to escape.
Mutated lifeforms were entering their evolution wave. Zombies and beasts were at a much higher level than humans. The zombie horde with an average level of three meant that levels four and five wouldn’t be less than a hundred!
“Retreat!” Little Nine ordered for White Robe and Wen Hong to retreat.
Wen Hong was still hesitating. She pointed at the three in the zombie horde and wanted to say something. But white Robe reiterated for her to retreat, so she had no choice. She could only stare viciously and follow the two guys back.
“Although they aren’t 100% dead, they will pay a heavy price. Our goal is done.”
Wen Hong was their strongest. Even Little Nine couldn’t defeat her. So he cared about her emotions and explained while they retreated.
Wen Hong, who had recovered, nodded and looked at her husband in the air.
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Xia Bai, Mo Ye, and Sheng Yuan moved in the horde. Sheng Yuan was at the front, Mo Ye in the middle, and Xia Bai was moving about to assist at any moment.
But there were too many zombies, and on a rough look, there were a few thousand. Moreover, the lowest level zombie was level two. The main ones were level three, and there were many level-four zombies. What was weird was that the ones attacking were level two and level-three. The level-four zombies were wandering around.
“They retreated!” Xia Bai said those words and reminded her friends who were fighting.
Mo Ye thought, “Charge to the side and try to get out!”
The talisman in the sky formed giant wind blades. The Talisman Master job skill was used.
The other two nodded and were about to charge to the side. The zombies surrounding them suddenly stopped and opened a path for them.
At the end of the path was a blurred figure standing!