Undead Farm

"There is one inside, all installed!"

Bede walked into the night ring with two zombies carrying big boxes, and gestured to help her put all the things in the box into the space ring.

"We are going to save people, not to travel! What do you do with so much?"

At night, I took a shot of the box and opened it to see some glass bottles.

"Not eating, it is my experimental equipment." Bader glanced at him.

"This is not going to get out of the material, how can I not take my baby?"

The night was even more stunned, and suddenly I regretted that I should go with Bede.

But those squirrels are significantly larger than they are here, and it is not necessarily what they may find with Bed.

"Okay, you are reasonable, let's go!"

After a night of rave party, Bede drove a few people to the blood madness, and took the opportunity to secretly get the blood of the "point" blood madness. I don't know if he would feel strange after getting up.

However, these are their problems. On the night of the third day, they took Bede, Weng Ling, Zhou Hong and Lao Gu Dong Dian Xi Lao and they embarked on a journey together.

The first stop is naturally the nearest Pingcheng.

As the timber base in the four cities of Yangjia territory, the trees in Pingcheng have been cut down by the dead squad of the night, and now there are bare land everywhere, not even a tree root.

Looking at the cracked loess on the side of the road, I sighed at night.

I don't know if the land here needs too many young people to recover, and it is even worse than the place polluted by natural disasters.

"According to Sha Wencheng, Pingcheng suddenly closed the city a month ago, and the merchants have to go around. What do you say they are doing? Is the food in Pingcheng enough for a city?"

On the night of the night, I looked at the forested huts around the rundown. I remembered the farmer who had rested at the foot of the wall. But now that the people are gone, the house has been abandoned.

If there is no accident, the big probability is to go to Tianshicheng to discuss life.

Even so, there are still many people in Pingcheng who are reluctant to leave their homeland, at least not before leaving their homes, but Pingcheng is still closed. Is it because Pingcheng is not willing to let them leave?

Weng Ling frowned and shook his head: "Pingcheng's food is basically imported. After the city is closed, there will definitely be a lack of food, but Yang Feng should not bother to use this means to prevent the public from leaving."

"On the contrary, he still wants those people to go as much as possible. After all, after the wood in Pingcheng is lost to you, he needs a great price to re-develop to the original level, so he only needs to leave the most skilled workers. On the line, everything else is a burden."

"What is the burden?"

At night, he touched his belly. He won a huge amount of vitality through the steel back. Although he turned him into a fat man, as long as he was a little bit, so many souls could make him use the old days.

However, he did not dare to idle. Instead, he expanded his production scale and continued to train undead warriors like a demon. Now he has nearly a thousand senior warriors in his card book, which is enough to cope with a small one. fighting.

But this is still not enough!

Even the pigs with hundreds of thousands of silver and even gold-level fighters still lost in the war against humanity. Although humans have paid a huge price, this is only the power of a Principality of the Tianwei Empire.

Moreover, it is caused by the fact that human beings greatly underestimate the strength of the duo. If the human intelligence is accurate and the preparation is sufficient, the troops will not be sent so much.

Even when the Seven Saints beat Zhu Li, it is still possible to use the sea tactics to kill him.

"I only have a spoonful of water, far from the sea!"

Mankind is always the first imaginary enemy of the night, and there is no accumulation of power to compete with it in one day. On the night of the third day, you can't sleep well.

Although he does not sleep.

"Arrived!"

Weng Ling pointed to the gate of Pingcheng.

Compared with Zhou Hong, who has been silent, Capt, the spirit of Weng Ling is actually the only normal companion, although she knows her heart is very anxious.

"Your Master didn't tell you where he is?" The third night knocked on the city gate, no movement, and there was no sound on the wall.

"No, I just learned from his last connector that he went to Qu Dingcheng, and then lost the link. In combination with the recent Yang Jia collar, I suspect that my master must have been hit by something that was trapped. Otherwise, I will not go back to find me now."

"But Quding City has been surrounded by soldiers. I think I can first explore the troubles that my Master has encountered through Pingcheng!"

Weng Ling said that the night was more open, and after taking a deep breath, he solved the cross hammer and slammed it against the gate.

There was a muffled sound, and the city gate actually dropped a piece of dust.

"Hey, Weng’s sister’s strength is long, and it seems to be developing!” Bedd smiled.

Weng Ling shook his shoulders and slammed his hammer and began to scream.

With a dull roar, the city gate was suddenly knocked down by her, and finally it was a bang, and she was hammered.

"Huh, get it!"

Breathing a few breaths, Weng Ling tied the sledgehammer back, and the first one entered Pingcheng.

At night, I took a look at the broken city gate and wiped my head.

This is called development?

Is the mutation almost the same? !

"Hey, can you do this?"

On the night of the night, he suddenly asked Zhou Hong, who was next to him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to answer him is a slender back.

"If you don't say it, don't say it, but where did the people in Pingcheng go? Is there such a movement that no one is running out?"

On the night of the night, I kept up and looked around with suspicion.

Pingcheng is still the Pingcheng, and the street is still that street.

There is no trace of killing except that there is no one around.

“Did Yang Feng drive away all the people in the city? But what good is it for him?”

Suspiciously, Bade suddenly took a sniff and pointed to the city center: "There is the smell of carrion over there! And the number is great!"

"Carrion?"

The night three wrinkled.

If Tang Xiaoxuan’s brain is a portable map, Weng Ling is a humanoid Titan, then Bed’s nose is a smell detector.

She uses a variety of stimulating hormones all the year round. She is very sensitive to odors. She can smell and distinguish the most complex and subtle odor. In her own words, it seems that this is a molecular level talent, but it is still customary to call it at night. for:

Dog nose.

"Go, let's see it in the past!"

On the third night, he waved his hand and rushed in the direction of Bed.

If you remember correctly, there should be the house before Yang Ping...

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