The night was dark and the wind was high, and there were corpses everywhere.
"Shao Zuo," a military officer trembled and approached the side of the supreme commander Shao Zuo, who was ordered to watch the scene at night, "I don't know why, I always feel as if those zombie corpses are moving......"
"They've already died twice, shattered like sashimi, what can they do?"
Shao Zuo glared at him: "Don't be suspicious!"
” "Hay!"
Jun Cao nodded and walked away, but he didn't dare to look back with his back to the thousands of zombie corpses.
He was not alone, basically all Japanese soldiers were the same terrified and patrolling with their backs to the zombie corpses.
There's no way, zombies are scary in their original appearance, not to mention that they seem to have been wrestled by a meat grinder now.
It's like hell on earth, it's full of broken corpses, and the stench of blood in the air is disgusting.
It's great that they can stay here, and I really can't ask for more from them.
And the military cao didn't hear it wrong, there was really movement between the zombie corpses, but no one dared to inspect it.
If they had looked at it, they would have found a demon feasting on a mountain of corpses and blood in the dark night.
The demon's majestic body was more than three meters tall, with long messy fiery red hair on his basin-sized head, two long horns on the top of his head, a blood-red face, and dark green eyes like evil ghosts.
There were so many corpses here, and the demon gulped it down, so happy that the green light in his eyes flashed, like ghost fire.
It's just that the demon didn't notice that some of the blood mist he sucked was red, and some were black......
I don't know how long it took, but the demon finally sucked up the blood and qi of thousands of corpses here.
A satisfied demon returned to his master's side, and Master Kudo sat quietly under a large tree in the scenic area.
Seeing the demon returning, Master Kudo smiled and asked, "You have been sleeping for hundreds of years, and now you are satisfied?"
” "Even before I fell asleep," the demon grinned, "I've never been so satisfied!"
” "It's good to be satisfied!"
Master Kudo gently shook the Sun and Moon Military Fan and looked into the distance under the night sky: "The Tokugawa family has eradicated the weeds of the Toyota family, if I don't let the Tokugawa family not grow a single grass, how can I be worthy of the ancestors......"
When he said this, Master Kudo suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he looked at the demon who was approaching him intentionally or unintentionally: "Wine swallowing boy, what are you going to do?"
"Although it is already very satisfied," the Demon Wine Devouring Boy's eyes flashed with greed, "but it is still a little bit ......"
"Yaga!"
Master Kudo's face sank, and he slapped the Sun Moon Army at him: "Look at me taking you as a monster!"
” It is said that the strike vine master fanned the Sun and Moon Army towards the wine-swallowing boy, but the wine-swallowing boy did not turn into a cloud of black smoke.
Master Kudo was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously fanned a few more fans, and the drunken boy was still safe and sound.
"Masaka ......"
Master Kudo's face turned pale, and he recalled what Master had told him......
"Do you think you can still take me now?"
The wine swallowing boy grinned, opened his bloody mouth and took a deep inhalation at Master Kudo, and immediately Master Kudo's skin turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The blood-red skin finally couldn't hold back anymore, and the "sneering" blood rushed out from the pores of Master Kudo's body!
Countless tiny streams of blood spurted out and gathered into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air, inhaling into the big mouth of the drunken boy.
In the blink of an eye, Master Kudo, who was full of remorse, was sucked into a dry corpse by the wine swallowing boy, and the wine swallowing boy grabbed Master Kudo's neck, tore off an arm and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed: "It's so fragrant!"
” …… "Ami's a!"
A small-eyed monk squatted in the pit with his mobile phone, and followed the big-faced monk in the pit next to him with his mobile phone and said: "Maybe Uncle Shi, the new leader of the Ming Sect, Bei Beilong, was elected as one of the top ten masters in China with an absolute advantage of one million votes, which is a full 500,000 votes more than the second-ranked joker!"
” The flatbread-faced monk shook his bald head unhappily: "It's just a joker, after all, he has been famous for many years, Bei Beilong, a yellow-mouthed child with a milky smell that has not dried up, why is it pressed on our abbot?"
” "Maybe Uncle Shi," the small-eyed monk mysteriously lowered his voice: "Do you think it could be Bei Beilong swiping the ticket?"
” "He still needs to swipe tickets?"
The flatbread-faced monk pouted: "The Ming Sect is known as a million people!"
” The small-eyed monk shook his big bald head: "I can't mess with it, I can't afford to mess with ......"
"Just because of Bei Beilong's story," the flatbread-faced monk snorted: "Do you know how many people in the martial arts run to the small park for morning exercises?"
Especially the young ones who shamelessly put on their school uniforms......"
The small-eyed monk stopped talking, and the big-faced monk was stunned for a moment, and asked in disbelief: "You also went?"
” "No, how could I go to the little park for a morning exercise?
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I'm a Shaolin monk of the Wuzi generation!
The small-eyed monk said solemnly: "Besides, it's impossible for me to learn to eat soft rice like this!"
” "Bei Beilong is not a person who eats soft rice, if he eats soft rice, it should be Bei Beilong's identity, where the grandfather of the Tang Sect is marked, and the sect leader is written in parentheses."
The flatbread-faced monk shook his bald head and said a fair word: "Besides, how can he eat Grandma Tangmen's soft rice if he can kill Bai Yunzhen with one sword?"
” "Understand people!"
Just then, a man's voice came from the cubicle next to the flatbread-faced monk.
At the same time, there was the sound of the toilet flushing......
"What people!"
The big-faced monk and the small-eyed monk both had a big change in their faces, and they rushed out of the cubicle without mentioning their pants, and just happened to see a handsome young man walking out of the cubicle next door.
When he saw the appearance of this handsome young man clearly, the big-faced monk with small eyes couldn't help but gasp: "Bei Beilong......
No, Sect Master!
Why are you here......
We ......"
The reason why the two of them dared to speak freely was because they didn't perceive that there were others in the toilet.
The small-eyed monk is just that, the big-faced monk is the best among the characters, if there is a third person in the toilet, the big-faced monk is confident that it is impossible to hide his perception.
But they never expected that Bei Long was also in the toilet, and it was of course very reasonable not to perceive Bai Long's existence, but it was very unreasonable for the dignified sect leader to appear in the toilet of the Shaolin faction!
If it was before, they would have shouted "devil" a long time ago, but now that the whole world knows about the ambiguous relationship between Master Kong and the Bei Sect Master, the big-faced monk can only ask with a glimmer of hope: "When did you come here?"
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