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Zhang Weilian obviously didn't know him well enough, he was so dizzy by his manipulation, he couldn't turn his head: "You are timid, I can understand... But doesn't spiritual practice have defensive techniques? I don't remember there is any golden shield technique, The Five Elements Antiphagia Technique..."

... Casually mentioned a few advanced spells that can only be possessed by a great power at the golden core stage!

Qiao Que's heart was pierced into a sieve, angry murderous eyes shot out from the hole in the facekini, his mouth turned into a fish's mouth because of poor breathing, he pulled the facekini on his head: "It's so easy to use Why don’t you use the X Baohei technology! Don’t spells waste spiritual energy?! William Zhang, are you living in ancient times?!”

Then he hummed his nose and said, "It's because it's convenient! It's definitely not because I don't know how to use spells!"

William Zhang: ...I believe it...do you believe it?

They didn't deliberately lower their voices. At this time, like a pond that was thrown into a stone, there was a palpable commotion inside the gymnasium.

However, soon, this commotion subsided briefly and strangely.

Jiang Luchi listened intently for a while, his expression froze, and he stretched out his hand to take Qiao Que back.

...However, he actually made a blank.

Ten meters away, behind a large pillar in the weeds, a black octopus and pineapple head protruded. There was no expression on it, but one could imagine that it must be shining like an enemy.

William Zhang: "Fuck, so he can teleport?"

Jiang Luchi: ...

...really improved a lot, in a way.

The two retreated to Qiao Que's side nimbly, and in the next moment, there was a loud "boom", followed by a low roar from a human being pressing his throat, like a pot of boiling water, boiling violently.

The wall of the gymnasium, where they were sitting just now, instantly collapsed into a pile of torn stones.

Because the wall lost part of its support, it slowly tilted and collapsed.

Then, like dominoes, the top of the stadium lost its support and also broke the precarious balance, and a series of collapse chains occurred.

After a few minutes, he barely stopped.

After the rising smoke fell, Qiao Que saw the army of zombies standing in front of him.

"Damn it." Qiao Que suddenly realized something and regretted it: "I made a mistake!"

He hugged the pillar and shook his head crazily, wishing he could slap himself: "What are you pretending to be! What is the appointment at 12 o'clock! You actually left them enough time to fully charge!"

I'm so stupid!

It's almost like a villain dying of talking too much!

Or the mentally handicapped policemen who blew their sirens and shouted "you are surrounded" after everything was settled!

Qiao Que covered his face in pain: How could I make such a low-level mistake!What a beauty!

Jiang Luchi's face was stern, his feet were separated and he stood straight, his palms shone red, and he slowly drew out the long knife in front of him, raised his chin in front of him, and asked, "Hiding? Or come with me?"

Qiao Que's eyes widened, Pineapple's head moved up and down: "Can I go too?"

Jiang Luchi looked at the extremely hot-eyed black head in front of him, and he didn't feel disgusted at all. His eyes were calm, and with a flick of his fingers, complex dark red seals appeared on Qiao Que's face. The visual effect couldn't be more abnormal!

"Of course. Your protective measures... are in place."

William Zhang vomits blood: ...

This is how the fuck is it used? !

Qiao Que made a gesture of a girl covering her face through the perverted hood: "I'm going, I'm going, I'm going!"

Before the words fell, the zombies rioted in groups, pouring in from all directions.

Jiang Luchi drew his long knife out of its sheath, picked up Qiao Que's back collar with a cold face, and rushed forward into the ruins where the dust had not yet cleared.

Countless masked zombies attacked them, Jiang Luchi's eyes were emotionless, the knife in his hand was easily swung out, and then returned to his hand automatically.

Qiao Que had never observed Jiang Luchi fighting monsters so closely before, and only now did he realize that when he swung the blade, crackling fire would flash on the blade from time to time.

...It looks very Two-dimensional and cool.

It took him a few minutes to figure out that it was electricity, Jiang Luchi's innate ability.

Jiang Luchi protected Qiao Que with one hand, and easily responded with the other hand.These powerful zombies who easily kicked the iron gate fell under his hands, just like chopping melons and vegetables.He led Qiao Que all the way to the center of the zombie group with a handsome posture.

Qiao Que touched the smooth Gini on his face, and then looked at Jiang Luchi's sharp and heroic jawline, feeling so ashamed that he had nothing to say.

Jiang Luchi paid attention to the movement behind Qiao Que, and noticed the sight he had left on his face for a long time. He pressed Qiao Que's fried pineapple head with one hand, turned over, kicked out his long legs with force, and sent a sneak attack The zombie kicked back to the perimeter and said, "Don't look at me. Find the Boss."

"Oh oh oh." Qiao Que squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, moved his sticky eyes away from Jiang Luchi's face, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to recall what brother Chi had taught him , the method of temporarily concentrating spiritual energy on the eyes.

He has practiced this method several times in private, intermittently, sometimes it doesn't work.When using it, it felt like a bottomless whirlpool appeared in my mind, and it consumed a lot of spiritual power. Every time I used it, I felt my body was being hollowed out.

It's okay, it's okay... Sharingan is also like this, how to evolve if you don't use it too much!

You can no longer hide behind other people's backs like this!

One day, I must become a reliable partner who can let Brother Chi feel at ease in the midst of all armies!

Qiao Que clasped his fists and ignited his fighting spirit!

He opened his eyes excitedly, and tried his best to look into the pile of gnawing zombies.

... Seeing a solid darkness, it was as if someone had drawn a curtain in front of his eyes.

Qiao Que: ...

How is this different from what I imagined...

I'm blind?

Soon, he realized it wasn't his eyesight that was the problem.

The density of zombies here is too high, and he forcibly magnified the ability of his eyes to see the aura, and the auras of various colors competed and intertwined together, and finally became a dense mass of pure black.

Not to mention that there is a slight difference in the strength of the aura in it, it is simply a thick mosaic!

This approach simply does not work!

Qiao Que woke up from the rhetoric just now, and was greatly shocked. He touched his fragile eyelids and felt that they were on the verge of falling.

Jiang Luchi supported him, as if he knew what kind of problem he had encountered. His movements were smooth, and he shattered several masks flying towards Qiao Que with one knife. He said calmly, "No rush. Think slowly."

This chaotic and dangerous environment brought a lot of psychological pressure to people. The back of Qiao Que's head was aching like an electrocardiogram, and he secretly looked at Jiang Luchi with pitiful eyes asking for help.