After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

Xuanyuan Fengran put his arm around Abao's waist and took her to the roof.

Looking down from a high place at this island fishing village strewn with blood and body parts everywhere, she had to admit that it was indeed a hell on earth as Hai Xi had said.

Who knew that the roof couldn't stop the rioting crowd of zombies?

Crunch, crunch, they, no, it should be said that they.

Even though their limbs were stiff, their thirst for blood transcended life and death, pushing them along the window frames and walls, climbing higher and higher...

A Bao clenched the knife in his hand.

The expressions of Xuanyuan Fengran and the pirate suddenly changed.

The dark clouds above their heads were growing heavier and heavier, and seemed to be about to collapse at any moment.

At the critical moment, Xuanyuan Fengran held Abao tightly, and also pulled Xie Wuai with him, and then used the poisonous silk in his hand to set up a protective net around the roof.

In a flash, the zombies that opened their bloody mouths and pounced towards her were cut into rotten meat by the sharp silkworm silk and scattered all over the ground.

However, the protection net is not a long-term solution.

There were countless living dead, so many that those at the back stepped on the broken limbs and flesh in front of them, piling up like a tower, and rushed forward with crazy roars.

Xuanyuan Fengran held the sword in one hand and hugged Abao tightly.

Before Po could stop him, he turned and drew his sword.

The bloody incident in Winter Village in the northern border left him with the weakness of this group of living dead.

They are afraid of sunlight and open flames.

So, he had to wait until sunrise for his little girl.

Xuanyuan Feng burned his sword and raised it, and then it fell, and countless heads fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Hai Xi wanted to throw Xie Wuai off the roof, but the boy held A Bao's arm tightly.

Xie Wuhai was bold and reckless, but when he encountered the living dead, his legs went weak.

"I am my sister's most beloved brother! Did you know that?" The young man said, "Do you still want to be my brother-in-law? You actually want to throw me into the crowd of living dead? Didn't you see that King Feng Ran kept me here to accompany his sister?"

Hai Xi looked at him like a fool: "Xie Xiao Hou Ye, what are you talking about?"

Xie Wuai was stunned: "You have already hugged my sister and jumped into the sea to commit suicide, and you still deny that you like my sister? Then why did you provoke and fight with King Feng Ran just now? Are you free?"

A Bao's head was full of question marks: "???"

What's the connection? Next time I write to Xuanji, I must remind her to stop Xie Wuai from reading those messy books!

At the same time, deep in the old forest on the island.

On the top of the oldest banyan tree, in a luxurious tree house made of fine iron, Pei Guichen stared through a telescope at A Bao on the roof of the villager's house and the other three people.

The little girl was dirty and looked very disheveled.

But even if he doesn't want to, he has to admit it.

As long as Xuanyuan Fengran is here, she will be fine.

"Princess Xuanyuan played a trick, she is not missing at all!!" Lan Mi said angrily, "You Daqi people are really insidious and cunning!!"

However, Pei Guichen seemed to have heard nothing.

Reborn into this world, too many things have changed.

In her previous life, due to his obstruction, Abao never set foot on the territory of Chuyue until her death, let alone let her know about Ziying Island and Mengjia Village.

But at this moment, Po made his way to the island.

I witnessed the Pei family’s greatest sin with my own eyes.

In order to keep the Pei family's secrets and maintain the Huainan Pei family's reputation in the literary world, the family's ancestors would never let her leave Ziying Island.

Thinking of this, Pei Guichen clenched the back of his hand holding the telescope, and veins bulged.

In silence, Lan Mi stared at Po who was trapped in the crowd of the living dead and chuckled strangely.

"This time, I will definitely kill her."

That extremely beautiful and exotic face smiled bewitchingly, but her tone became increasingly vicious: "She is the only one left in the bloodline of the old Emperor Daqi. If she dies, Daqi will be without a crown prince, and the imperial power will be unstable. This will be a great opportunity for the sixteen tribes of the barbarian tribe to march south again!"

After these words were spoken, the tree house became even more silent.

Lan Mi tried to hold back, but finally couldn't help it and asked out of curiosity.

"You didn't stop it?"

"Why stop it?"

Instead of answering, Pei Guichen asked, his eyes suddenly fierce.

He was obviously a young man from an aristocratic family who was as cold and pure as jade in a white robe, but he had a sinister look in his eyes as he stared at Xuanyuan Fengran who was fighting with the living dead in the distance.

"If you want to kill her, you have to kill Xuanyuan Fengran first."