Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

It is no exaggeration to say that this is equivalent to the difficulty of hell.

It will kill people!

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Time passed slowly.

evening.

Liu Qingfeng and Qi Shan rushed back from the city.

Inside the pickup truck, there were two barrels of black dog blood, two large bags of glutinous rice, and a box of pot ashes.

The ink fountain line is also tens of meters long.

It's fairly well prepared.

And Lin Xiao also used an hour to draw one or two hundred corpse-fixing talismans and nearly a hundred pieces of fire cloud talismans and five thunder talismans.

To them.

Tonight, it's all about fighting with one's back! !

If they are not careful, the only thing that will greet them is death!

Had dinner at the police station.

A group of them began to prepare for action.

"Qingfeng, Qi Shan, the task for the two of you tonight is very simple. It is to attract the attention of the zombie king and not let it hurt innocent people. As long as the zombie king does not suck blood, its strength will be greatly reduced. 60 Years of dormancy, the blood of seven people alone cannot satisfy it, conservatively estimated, the current strength of the Zombie King is at most [-]% to [-]% of the peak period."

Lin Xiao looked at Liu Qingfeng and Qi Shan.

This is indeed true.

Lin Xiao hadn't thought of this before, and he just remembered it.

The Zombie King was buried in the ground for 60 years.

Although it can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon on weekdays, but... After all, zombies suck human blood.

Seven people, for it, that is completely a drop in the bucket.

after all.

That time 60 years ago, the zombie king sucked nearly [-] people!

This incidates that……

Every 60 years, it needs more human blood.

Seven people is really nothing.

Hearing Lin Xiao's words, Liu Qingfeng rarely flinched. Instead, he nodded firmly and said, "Master, don't worry, leave this task to us!! I promise to complete it for you!"

"good."

Lin Xiao nodded, a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time appeared on his face.

this kid...

It can be considered a bit of a responsibility.

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227: Mao Zong is present in the world

eight pm.

The moon is like a silver plate, hanging in the sky.

On the ground, a layer of moonlight as white as frost was sprinkled.

The door of the police station.

Lin Xiao looked up at the sky, full of thoughts in his heart.

"Master, if something really happens, I will definitely die before you!"

Liu Qingfeng beside him suddenly spoke.

heard.

Lin Xiao suddenly felt a little emotional.

When did this kid become so sensible?

When the manpower was assembled, Lin Xiao took the lead and led the crowd towards the Yang family's old house, and rushed away.

at the same time.

Inside the old house of the Yang family.

Bright lights.

Yang Yongfa is watching the dancers at home dance.