The three cars ran all the way on the rugged road, until they opened a dozen miles away, leaving the grave far away, and everyone was slightly settled. ?[?

Jianghu’s highly respected old predecessor, the legendary master Dong Wangye, died so easily in a grave. The other two masters who went in together also came back with a half-dead body, even if the police were not clear about this matter. I know that the trouble is big.

Dry corpses, graves, zombies, cold yin, explosions...

These things are enough for an atheist to have to believe in the gods.

"Boss, your injury is so serious, we first look for the hospital, and quickly treat your injury!" Su Meng, while driving in the car, was anxiously watching Liu Yunduo in the co-pilot position.

On weekdays, the fairy scent is very full, and the light of the Liu Yunduo, which looks like a dusty one, is too miserable, and is closing his eyes and adjusting his luck. Fortunately, she is already a master of Dan Jinfeng, and there is only one line away from the innate master. If the ordinary person is so seriously injured by her, nine lives will die long ago.

"What kind of monster is there in the grave! Even the bosses of the three of you can't pick up the horse!" Su Mengan said with anger, and his heart was unlucky.

If I knew that I would encounter such a thing, killing him would not drag the Liu Yundu out to travel.

"My injury doesn't matter for the time being, I can't stop it. But I still have to find the nearest treatment spot and treat the alcoholic predecessors! The injury of the alcoholic predecessors is much more serious than me. I am afraid that it will not be too late to treat!" Liu Yunduo reluctantly subsided Breathing, pale eyes opened his eyes and looked back at the drunkard monk lying in the back, Shen Sheng said.

Liu Yunduo’s injury can still be described as miserable, but the alcoholic monk’s injury is directly miserable!

The two arms were directly broken, and the wounds on the body were countless. The face that was still eyebrows was swollen like a pig's head, blood stained. The most terrible thing was the blood holes in his chest that were inserted, and the heart was not known. Did the organ break?

Now the alcoholic monk can still hang a sigh of relief, basically it can be said to be a miracle of life.

The drunkard monk is still not dead. Hearing the conversation between Liu Yunduo and Su Mengnan, he is weak and shakes his head. "It’s useless... It’s useless... I’m sick, even if it’s a reincarnation, there’s no way to heal it. I don’t know which zombie is unknown. The last collision brought me an internal injury. It’s not much better than my trauma. I’m still not dead. It’s all because of my deep repair, even if I go to the hospital, my injury is also Hopeless……"

Liu Yunduo can still meditate and reluctantly restore his own injuries.

The drunkard monk is completely unable to do it. Now, although he has exhausted his life, he temporarily sealed the zombies and escaped, but the result is only waiting to die.

After all, the zombies who don’t know what way to get from another world, the strength has been far from the second floor, it is already touching the existence of broken void.

Alcoholic monks, even if they have many means of restraint on the zombies, can not help but their own strength gap is too big, but it is a congenital layer of peaks, barely comparable to the congenital second floor.

Being able to temporarily suppress the zombies and let them not run out immediately, is already a real desperate attempt.

The drunkard, the monk, paused and then continued to say: "This zombie is too horrible. His origins are probably as he said, not in our world... So, our world's practitioners, No one is his opponent! This point, from the previous fight, I know too deeply.

Fortunately, my taboos, my taboos, have a slogan for him, or else we all cannot leave the mountain today. After you leave here, don't try to find another master to suppress the zombies. No one can suppress him! Even Liu, your master, is far from being an opponent.

You will truthfully report this matter to the special department of the country, explain the seriousness of the matter, let them call the army, and use some high-tech hot weapons to deal with this zombie. Otherwise there is no other way..."

Difficult to finish these advices, the alcoholic monk's atmosphere is weak and a bit weak.

He was completely convinced by this zombie, and felt that no one in this world could suppress the zombies with personal strength. Fortunately, the modern social science and technology exhibition is too fast, many hot weapons are unparalleled in killing power, and even the most powerful practitioners, in the weird zombies, face a missile, and only become the end of the fly ash.

Of course, the premise is that the missile can hit.

Liu Yunduo nodded and agreed with the alcoholic monk.

This zombie, I am afraid that manpower is really unacceptable. And the message revealed in his mouth is too scary, not from the world...

"In any case, look for the hospital first!" Liu Yunduo told the Soviet Union men.

Regardless of whether you have hope or not, always try it.

Su Meng male nodded his head and said that he had hammered the steering wheel hard and vented his inner resentment. He said: "If Jiang Daxia is here, it will be good! Not to mention whether Jiang Daxia can conquer this zombie, there is Jiang Daxia, and he lives and dies. The medical practice of the bones, at least the injury of the boss and the alcoholic predecessors, can be treated."

Su Mengnan is just an unintentional hypothesis, but Liu Yunduo, who heard this sentence, has a bright eye. He quickly said: "Stop, stop first!"

"squeak……"

The tires and the ground were in sharp friction, and the off-road vehicle immediately stopped. The Soviet Union’s men turned to the side and asked: “Boss, what happened?”

Liu Yunduo did not answer, and immediately got off to the back of the car, opened the trunk, and then opened the trunk. After half a ring, he pulled out a white jade bottle from the inside.

"This is the medicinal medicine given to me by Jiang Fei. It is just in case, if you encounter any powerful enemy, you are injured, taking a medicine, the injury will be restored to a large extent! This bottle of remedy I have been with you all the time. Just suddenly, if it is not for the Soviet Union, you remind me, I have forgotten it!" Liu Yunduo was pleasantly surprised.

If the general doctor came over and said that she could cure her and the alcoholic monk's injury, she would not directly believe it.

However, Jiang Fei’s medicinal herbs are different. She has 100% trust in Jiang Fei’s medical skills.

After all, her right hand was crippled, and the master Qing Long was helpless. Jiang Fei cured her right hand.

A blood-red medicinal herb appeared in Liu Yunduo's palm, and the whole medicinal herb was scattered with a layer of light. When it was just out of the bottle, it was fragrant and irritating.

"The alcoholic predecessor, you quickly take one to see if you can help your injury!" Liu Yunduo handed the alcoholic monk.

At this time, the alcoholic monk is already breathing more air, fearing that it will be more than ten minutes, half an hour, the innate master will be screaming. He knows his injuries at this time, and there is no way to cure any of them.

However, looking at Liu Yunduo’s hopeful eyes, he could not bear to refuse and took it down.

then……

Hey!

The alcoholic monk, who was originally breathable, immediately changed his face, rounded his eyes, and sat down straight, his pale face instantly became red, steaming, and in a short while he began to smoke on his head, like It is the same as being grilled by fire.

Then, the injury situation of the drunkard monk recovered almost with the degree of visible to the naked eye, very fast!

[Cough, then... The second chapter is still in the code, and a chapter will be updated tonight. 】(To be continued.) 8