Article 174

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"Don't worry, brother promises you, he will come back alive and well."

"Mo Ran, can you listen to me and finish my speech first..."

The ink burned and smiled: "Well, what are you going to say?"

"Actually, I'm—"

"Bang!", the door was knocked open.

A man with disheveled hair rushed in screaming. He was covered in blood, and one thigh had been torn to pieces. Behind him was a group of corpses attracted by the smell of blood.

The man staggered into the room with a rotten leg, grabbed everything he could grab and threw it at the howling zombie, shouting as he threw it, "Get out of here! Don't come here! Get out of here! Get out of here! "

Mo Ran cursed secretly, stopped Chu Wanning behind him, the red light in his hand lit up, summoned the ghost to protect him, and turned his face halfway:

"Junior brother, you hide well, don't come here!"

As he said that, Tito went up to meet the generals and started fighting with the corpses that broke into the house. Heck, although it is similar to Tianwen, Chu Wanning's moves have not been fully taught to Mo Ran, and Mo Ran's weapon in his previous life was a knife, which is not suitable for soft weapons, so although he did not lose the wind at the beginning of the fight, he gradually became Somewhat powerless.

Just as he was about to dance to hell, he suddenly heard a childish voice behind him, and said coldly: "Three strikes around the wrist on the left side, then fly up into the air, and throw it around the back."

Mo Ran didn't have time to think for a while, so he played a set according to his instructions. Willow vines were drawn on a zombie on the left, and the zombie was beaten to pieces by Shenwu. Ordinary people would never be so bored. Smoke it up two more times. But since the younger brother said it, it’s okay to give it a try. Immediately, he hit the zombie twice, then jumped up, his back softened, turned over and threw the cane whip towards his back——

brush!

At this time, it was not too early or too late, just in time for the next wave of corpses to rush in, and the ghost who had accumulated strength three times suddenly ignited a scorching red flame, and slammed towards them, and the corpses were suddenly exploded All the zombies had their heads cut in the middle, and the heads that fell to the ground were still emitting black smoke.

Mo Ran was stunned, and looked slightly surprised at the little junior brother who was sitting on the pile of firewood.

This guy... can he?

"How to fight next?" Mo Ran was excited and said happily.

Chu Wanning was expressionless: "Next... take your left hand and pat your right hem."

"Oh, this way is unpredictable, what kind of move?"

Chu Wanning said lightly: "There is nothing unpredictable, you just swung too proudly, and your sleeve was burnt by the weapon."

The ink burned "ah", looked down, and it was true, and hurriedly extinguished the fire that the hell came out of. This person is really thick-skinned, he is not embarrassed at all, and he raised his head with a smile, and said to the other party: "My junior brother is very good, I like it."

Chu Wanning coughed lightly, turned her face away silently, facing the gray and bald wall, her ears were a little red.

At this time, there were only six living zombies left in the room, and Chu Wanning didn't want to look at Mo Ran anymore, still turned his head, and directed to the wall: "Relax your wrist, swing the vines and willows to the zenith, rotate After charging six times, it will be cut with one word."

Mo Ran did as he said, but when he turned to the fifth circle, he suddenly remembered: "How to cut with one word?"

"...You can cut as you usually do with your sword."

"Ah, that's how it is!" Mo Ran suddenly realized, and with a blow, the fire was burning, and the soft vines seemed to be instantly quenched into an indestructible long knife, cutting the six zombies across the board!

"Wow--"

This time Mo Ran's eyes were wide open.

"Where did you learn it? Why do I feel that you are as proficient as my master in using the rattan whip? No, maybe you are better than him. He never told me what you taught me."

"..."

Mo Ran smiled and said: "Okay, okay, great, I don't have to look at the face of the master in the future, I will learn from you, wouldn't I be happy?"

Chu Wanning glared at him: "You think Elder Yuheng will show you face? Why don't you dislike me for showing you face."

The ink burned the rattan whip, blocked the door again, and dragged a table to block the entrance, and said with a smile: "You give me face, that is also good for me. We two, this can be regarded as sharing weal and woe. You treat Senior brother is good, senior brother will remember that from now on, he will treat you as his own brother and love you. Don't say that you made me lose face, even if you are unhappy and hit me twice, I won't be angry."

Chu night Ning black face: "Who wants to be your brother."

Speaking of jumping off the woodpile, he didn't want to pay attention to Mo Ran anymore, but went to check the injury of the man who broke in.

Unexpectedly, after exploring, Chu Wanning opened his eyes slightly: "...how is it him?"

"who is that?"

Mo Ran poked his head over to take a look, but was also stunned: "That...that Xiaoman?"

It was Xiaoman who was lying in a pool of blood moaning and weeping intermittently. He was seriously injured. After Chu Wanning investigated, he shook his head and said: "Humans and ghosts have never been able to co-exist. It must be that the ghost king will use him and leave him alone. Now People are really..."

The ink burned: "You deserve it."

Chu WanNing glanced at him. Mo Ran made a haha, and suddenly felt a little guilty. Shouldn't he be the one who deserves the most retribution?

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