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Han Mo tightened his clothes, glanced at an inconspicuous small bottle hanging on his waist, and walked out quietly, dressed as usual, purple tattered clothes, carrying a stained bottle on his back. With a bucket of water in his back, he lowered his body and looked around all the time.

If his appearance was in a peaceful era, it would definitely attract attention, but in this chaotic apocalypse, it is just a standard dress.

There was a riot in the distance, and Han Mo didn't have the slightest intention to watch the fun. Instead, he accelerated his pace and walked to other places. The strong curiosity usually brings disaster. Only by being cautious can you survive.

It's a pity that some things can't be avoided if you want to hide. The wall next to it was directly broken open, and a tall figure rushed out with dust from it, and grabbed a man who was running away with one hand.

The fingernails were as sharp as knives, and they easily pierced through the skin of that person and plunged into the person's neck. The small scarlet blood vessels went deep down the carotid artery and began to absorb blood frantically, while a person on the other side followed closely.

Although Han Mo knew that there would be zombies, he didn't expect to meet him so soon. That tall figure was the one he met at the city gate before, and it was no surprise that he was a zombie.

Han Mo lowered his body and ran to the other side. At the same time, he turned to look at the man who was chasing after him. He had an ordinary appearance, similar to Han Mo himself. He looked quite strong and dressed similarly. Holding a long sword made of wood, the workmanship is not very good, from the traces, it is estimated that it was only chopped out today.

"Peach wood sword!" Thinking of the contents of the true solution of the refining tool, Han Mo instantly understood how the injuries on the zombie man appeared. This special wood is extremely restrained by zombies, even if the zombies are invulnerable, they will easily A hole was stabbed.

"From the perspective of breath, this person's strength is similar to mine, but I don't know what other magical tools he has besides the peach wood sword." Han Mo's escape speed slowed down, and he hid in the street corner and quietly watched the people in the field. Happening.

"The complexion is natural, there is no stiffness, and it can **** blood through the blood vessels. This is a third-generation zombie." Han Mo immediately made a judgment on the big man, and in his heart he became less optimistic about his fellow Taoist priests.

Although it seems that the Taoist priest has the upper hand, it is because the zombie does not know much about the Taoist priest. He was too careless and did not take precautions against the Taomu sword. The Taoist priest succeeded in stealing the chicken. What an advantage.

"But this is a gathering place. It is estimated that there will be a corrector coming soon, so he will be so confident." Han Mo found that his colleague was holding a peach wood sword, and his face was only mixed with nervousness and excitement, no fear or the like. I understand what this colleague is paying attention to.

With the help of this zombie, into the eyes of the corrector, and with the help of the corrector's resources to obtain more magical tools, he is ambitious and smart enough. Compared with Han Mo, he is more bold. If Han Mo has such an opportunity, will think twice.

For example, Han Mo is now thinking about whether to go up and get a piece of the pie and take this opportunity to get in touch with the upper class. Just after thinking about it, Han Mo still chose to give up. The corrector's attitude towards the Taoist priest is unclear, so let the peer first It's right to go to explore the way, although there may be some benefits that will be missed, but in Han Mo's view, the risk is too high, and there will be opportunities in the future.

The zombie dropped the mummified corpse in his hand and rushed directly to the boy of unknown origin. Because of his forward mistakes, he was found to be exposed. It is basically impossible to escape, so the most important thing now is to try to find out this boy Reasons to restrain yourself before.

With the sound he just made here, there are nine out of ten people from the same clan nearby, which makes his sacrifice not useless.

Fang Hao held the slightly crooked peach wood sword, looked at the zombie rushing over, exhaled, and activated his spiritual power to his eyes to strengthen his dynamic vision, otherwise his senses would not be able to keep up with the speed of the zombie.

"The delay has been long enough, why hasn't the corrector appeared yet?" Fang Hao swung out his sword and forced the zombies back. Zombies are still afraid of their peach wood swords, and at the same time they are tempted to pay attention, I am afraid they are already in danger.

"Did I bet wrong? No, maybe the corrector has arrived, but he is also interested in Taoist priests, so he didn't take action immediately, but planned to observe!" Fang Hao wanted to understand this, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Then immediately thought it was not good.

I saw a stone rushing towards his head at a very fast speed. His eyes that applied spiritual power could see clearly, but his reaction speed was not so fast, and he could only watch the stone rush towards his head. .

"I'm still too big!" Fang Hao used all his strength to hide to the other side, and then saw the space in front of him distorted, the stone collapsed instantly and turned into dust, a man in a white suit. He looked at Fang Hao with great interest~www.wuxiamtl.com~, then turned around, pointed out, and a white light flashed, piercing the head of the big zombie.

Then the big man was like a candle burned by a fire, the whole person quickly melted, turned into a pool of liquid, and quickly evaporated into a gas and disappeared.

Fang Hao exhaled desperately. It seemed that he guessed right. The rectifiers have already arrived, but they have been hiding in the dark. That's fine. To lower the evaluation of the Taoist priests and make the rectifiers less hostile, or Speak slowly.

"I'm very interested in your previous power, would you like to talk about it?" The corrector came to Fang Hao and said with a smile on his face.

Fang Hao also quickly agreed respectfully. Han Mo looked at the disappearing two people, put the basket on his back, and walked out of the city. Judging from the attitude of the rectifier, that peer seems to have won the bet, and the next peer will With the support of the modifiers, there will be no shortage of magical tools.

However, Han Mo is not jealous. He has gained so much, and the pressure he will bear will definitely not be small. For example, Han Mo obtained the exercises through the food of the drink cup. But how to explain the existence of the practice, whether to hand over the artifacts that inherit the practice, and the next temptations for the correctors are all issues that need to be resolved.

"Until the situation is clear, I still maintain my independence. Even if I want to expose it, I must be with a group. I hide in the crowd and do a few more preparations..." Han Mo calculated in his heart that there seemed to be a few magic weapons. And several spells are good for escape.

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