Chapter 78 The Captive Priest Huang [Please Subscribe! 2nd Update]

However, they are all walking zombies who have never sucked blood.

He contributed five lucky points to Wang Xiaohei.

At this moment, the sky had completely dimmed.

A bright moon hangs in the sky.

Wang Xiaohei, who was walking on the street, suddenly felt something strange.

"Is it moonlight?"

The moonlight shone on Wang Xiaohei, and strange energy surged into his body.

This situation has never happened before.

It was not that he hadn't shone in the moonlight before, but this has never happened.

Huang Zhengling fell on the roof.

"Can you save me? I can overdraw my essence and blood to activate my mana and temporarily restore my ability to move for one breath."

Huang Zhengling stepped onto the guardrail, grabbed the eaves above with both hands, turned over, and went up to the roof.

Wang Xiaohei carved a paragraph of words on the floor.

More peripherally, the white zombie who sucked blood, are basically residents of the town.

Also, plots in some other films and TV series and novels.

"It's him, Master Huang." Wang Xiaohei's eyes narrowed and he recognized the identity of this person at a glance.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaohei knew that this guy was preparing to suck blood.

The latter was beaten down the ladder.

“Uh…!”

It seems that no matter it is a zombie, a demon or a ghost, it can absorb the Taiyin energy in the moonlight to practice.

Wang Xiaohei's eyes narrowed and he saw the coffin lid of a coffin in a room in the distance lifted open.

Below are all zombies, so they will definitely not be able to escape, only the roof.

This made Wang Xiaohei truly see the most real scene in this magical world for the first time.

There is a rescue, and there is a rescue.

There was a sound of "dong!".

Seeing that Wang Xiaohei could not kill these black zombies for a moment, Wang Xiaohei did not continue to take action considering that saving people was important.

The zombie king was treated with even more emphasis, and thick black smoke emerged from his body.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Xiaohei dragged Huang Zhengling to the balcony-like corridor on the second floor.

The next second, Huang Zhengling's pale face turned extremely rosy.

Without caring about so many, Wang Xiaohei instantly cut his claws, his muscles swelled, and suddenly, a large amount of spiritual blood spilled downwards.

All of these zombies came out of their hiding place.

One breath is very short, and facing many zombies is useless at all.

"Click!"

The zombies roared and frightened, and were in a mess below.

However, Uncle Jiu was so exhausted that day that he was confused by Hu Gu's three-point S-body.

However, he could not move, and the corpse energy in his body was still evaporating the spiritual blood dripping on his body.

Wang Xiaohei's face changed slightly, and he was still familiar with the aura of a living person. Who is it?

His legs and hands were hanging down weakly, obviously interrupted and had already lost the ability to move.

This scene was quite shocking.

In despair, there is a light of hope that can make a person go crazy.

"Wang~~ Can you still move?" Wang Xiaohei slapped Huang Zhengling's face with his flesh palm.

Wang Xiaohei can also see the level division of these zombies.

Therefore, when Huang Zhengling came to the door the next day, he had to refuse.

Master Huang also made an appointment with Uncle Jiu to go to Tengteng Town to eliminate the zombies.

However, Huang Zhengling was still very desperate in his heart. He didn't believe that Wang Xiaohei could save him.

Before coming to Tengteng Town, Uncle Jiu released a little blood and kept it for later use.

In other words, Huang Zhengling is not alone, but also has fellow workers.

Huang Zhengling seemed to have collapsed at this moment, and it was hard to imagine what he had encountered.

The Zombie King sucked enough blood, so he kept Huang Zhengling until today?

...

Today, it can be said that it was the first time he shining on the moonlight after becoming a spirit beast.

This person is no one else. It was Taoist Huang Zhengling, who was drinking tea with Uncle Jiu in the manor a few days ago.

Now, they were all bathed in the moonlight, and then they actually began to kneel down.

The zombies outside the restaurant are worshiping the moon again.

Then, Huang Zhengling turned over and twisted his weak hands and feet, and at this moment he also supported his body.

Then, a small hole broke on the roof, revealing Huang Zhengling's PG.

"This is the smell of blood. There is also anger, etc., there is a living person inside? The breath is a bit familiar."

Suddenly, Wang Xiaohei sniffed with his nose, and then his brows frowned slightly.

Either they just found a place to sleep without illuminating the moonlight.

If there are too many zombies, a zombie king will inevitably be produced.

Then why don’t these zombies suck blood?

Suddenly, huge movements were made everywhere in the quiet town.

On the table, a man in a white jacket was lying.

There was news about zombies in Tengteng Town, but he told Uncle Jiu.

Zombies, zombies, zombies, and wherever they see, they are all zombies.

With the moonlight, Huang Zhengling saw the words written by Wang Xiaohei and felt desperate again.

The one who enters the restaurant is naturally the highest-ranking zombies.

Obviously, the Zombie King is in this restaurant.

Although the Zombie King is also a black zombie, his aura is much stronger than the other black zombies.

At this time, the moon appeared again at some point.

During the ten days of traveling, either dark clouds cover the sky at night and there is no moon.

"Ah~~~ You. You are a spiritual beast raised by Fellow Daoist Lin. Is Fellow Daoist Lin also here?" Huang Zhengling finally came to his senses at this time, with an expression of ecstasy on his face.

At this time, the restaurant door opened, and then ten zombies wearing Qing Dynasty costumes jumped out of the zombie group and headed into the restaurant.

"Wait. Could it be that this is because of the spiritual power generated in my body?" Wang Xiaohei suddenly thought of the zombie worshiping the moon in the original drama.

The man's face was pale, extremely frightened, and his body was still trembling.

When he was going up the stairs, Huang Zhengling's body kept in contact with the stairs, causing a critical blow to it.

"Bang bang bang!"

Without the moonlight, these zombies also stood up and then headed towards the same place.

"Wang~~ I'm the only one, can you still move? Climb up the roof and you can live."

Standing at the entrance of the stairs, Wang Xiaohei sprinkled a drop of blood again and hit the Zombie King.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!" Wang Xiaohei knocked on the floor and pointed to the roof again.

The other black zombies are also quite similar.

"Hmm? You are the only one? Fellow Daoist Lin didn't come? Why, how could it be?"

Although his wounds healed very quickly.

In front of them, there was a zombie with a strong aura and a tall figure.

A large amount of black smoke was still emitting from his body, and he was slow to chase Wang Xiaohei.

The bunch of zombies near the restaurant were zombies wearing Qing Dynasty zombies. They probably came out of the tomb, and they were just white zombies.
To be continued...