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"I always feel that there is something wrong with this guy's eyes?" Honglian glanced at the child from a distance and said, "This guy seems to have returned to his original appearance, but when he looked at Qin Mu, his eyes seemed to be...

...I quite like it."

"Does this child like to be abused or does he like the feeling of runes exploding on his body?" Hua Wuyue pondered for a while and said quickly.

Qin Mu had a black streak in his head. He could understand the child's meaning accurately. So when he licked his lips, wasn't he just thinking about the taste of his own blood? What about his feelings? In the eyes of others, he was like a large blood bank.

, it’s still free.

Thinking of this, Qin Mu felt a little angry.

At this time, the entire blood pool was densely covered with Mao Zheng. It is said that the body hair on this body has some special healing effects. It was once the favorite existence of some Yin and Yang doctors.

The beautiful women surrounding the withered-faced Drowning Girl were not many in number, but they had a ghostly aura. I don't know what they were. From the appearance, they seemed to have nothing to do with zombies, and they should be ghosts.

"It seems like something like a ghost." Hua Wuyue said thoughtfully while Qin Mu looked at those beautiful women.

"It's a ghost." Qin Fang said with certainty: "These things are usually innocent virgins. They bathe in blood every day and live forever. When they reach a certain age, they are killed by special means.

Later, they harmed people. They liked beautiful women and used their skins to make a living after killing one, but they couldn't last long."

"Why does it sound like painted skin, and the blood bath in front, it looks like a Bloody Mary." Qin Mu commented directly, with a speechless face.

"Don't be poor, the number is getting bigger and bigger." Qin Mu's words made Honglian roll her eyes. How long have you been thinking about Bloody Mary? You are so free and you don't want to look at the zombies in the pool. Sincerely

Don't even know what to do.

In Qin Mu's opinion, the pool is relatively large, equivalent to a small lake. To be specific, it should be as big as the playground in his high school. The playground had just been renovated when Qin Mu was studying and was surrounded by plastic.

The track is very comfortable to run on, and the 800 meters only lasts two laps, which is pretty good.

In other words, the circumference of this pool should be about 800 meters.

This was what Qin Mu assessed with his naked eyes, and the platform they were standing on was only about fifty meters long, or of course it could be forty meters long. Qin Daguan's original mathematics was brought out by the physical education teacher through hard work. Occasionally,

There are some inaccuracies, which also results in his spells being the worst among the spell courses.

At the beginning, there were not so many zombies in the pool, but now, it feels like you can't see the blood pool at all. The sky is covered with white. The white fluff on Mao Zhan's body is moving automatically without wind, and it looks like

Disgusting.

"I was wondering, how can we get out of this crazy place with so many people so densely packed together?" Sister Honglian didn't take these things seriously at all, and this criticism made people speechless.

"The key issue is not this. Is it okay if people come up and do things in minutes? The problem is how to deal with so many guys?" Hua Wuyue said with a straight face.

Qin Mu pondered for a while, his eyes were bright, and he seemed to have thought of something and said quickly: "What's so difficult about this? Sister Hua Wuyue just releases the illusion, traps these things in the illusion, kills them one by one, isn't it all?"

"Congratulations, you still said a relatively reliable idea, but..." Honglian said quickly, sighing helplessly: "Don't forget that Hua Wuyue can only affect conscious things. If it is full of brains,

If there are knots on the elm wood, it won’t work.”

Qin Mu smiled, with a look of disbelief on his face: "Don't make fun of me. How is it possible? You have seen so many..." Qin Mu said, suddenly as if he remembered something, a look on his face

Decadent: "You mean Mao Zheng doesn't have his own thinking, so he can't influence it?"

Although the last words were spoken to Honglian, Qin Mu's bright eyes were still facing Hua Wuyue, with a look of hope on his face.

But he was still disappointed. Hua Wuyue nodded directly and said with a defeated face: "Yes, I estimate that the only ones that can be affected by the release of my illusion are that child, or a few zombie kings.

You must know that only those above the Zombie King will have their own consciousness... But things are not as bad as you think. As for the number, there are not many of us."

Hua Wuyue's words made Qin Mu smile bitterly. It had been so long. There was no way forward and no way out. This guy still had the heart to joke with him.

But Hua Wuyue's next actions proved that she was definitely not just joking.

Hua Wuyue waved her little hand, and saw that outside Honglian's flame shield, small bubbles appeared one by one on the ground that was not flat, just like the previous blood pool. Inside these small bubbles, gradually

Some stone men appeared, their whole bodies made of stone.

"What can these do..." Qin Mu just spoke, and saw that the originally irregular stone figures were solidifying little by little, and their bodies seemed to be carved out little by little. From the roughness at the beginning, even just

Several stones are randomly spliced ​​together, and little by little they become the most real and beautiful appearance.

In just a few dozen breaths, the stone people around him had turned into normal people.

Everyone held cold weapons such as swords and sticks in their hands, and some even held things like rocket launchers in their hands.

At this time, Qin Mu couldn't say that these things were of no use at all.

These are people, but not ordinary people. They all have their own consciousness, but they will not be harmed. This ground and this wall can provide Hua Wuyue with a steady stream of puppets. These are all made of puppets on the ground.

It is transformed into dust or stones and is equivalent to a shikigami.

"I didn't expect that the young lady's shikigami skills are so powerful." The old patriarch murmured, with a look of surprise on his face: "Compared to our onmyoji, it's much more impressive."

"No one will treat you as a mute if you don't speak." Hua Wuyue was not happy at all about the old patriarch's praise, and said coldly and angrily, "This magic of mine is a great illusion, how can it be an ordinary magic?"

His shikigami skills can be compared with each other."

With these "people", Qin Mu inexplicably gained some motivation. Looking at the pond full of Mao Zhan, he also gained a little confidence. This guy also spent a lot of spiritual energy just now, but now with the help of Hua Wuyue

, it seems that it is not that difficult anymore.

At Hua Wuyue's order, the densely packed crowd of countless people rushed towards Mao Zong on the opposite side. However, Mao Zong on the opposite side couldn't hold back after seeing so many "people".

He stopped and rushed over. Of course, he used the most primitive method to attack these "people". His big smelly mouth bit directly on the bodies of these puppets, but these puppets were made of stones after all, so Mao Zheng's

When the mouth fell, the teeth were almost chipped.
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