Chapter 1203 Zombies, Vampires, Sister Controls Brother (41)

"It's fine if it's another place. I have a reason to go to this place. Well, Xiaoqin, you go back with Zhang Tong. Although the little fat man has no skills, he has a set of good things on him." , not afraid of any trouble."

"No, it's too dangerous. Didn't Jun Shuran tell us to be careful these few days..." Xia Qiu interrupted him.

"I know, but you don't have to worry so much. I am immortal. As long as I want to leave, how can I stay?" Bao Moning rubbed her head and smiled, but his mind was made up.

"Go back, I'll go and have a look." He said, motioning Xia Qiu to go back into the car, and said to Zhang Tong, "Little fat man, help me take care of my sister, I'll go to the village to have a look."

"Hey, hey, what do you mean go and see? Are you going to die alone, ah, a zombie? Seeing that something is wrong there, you still go to die. Zombie, don't you think about it!" Zhang Tongxuan poked his head out of the car window.

But before he finished speaking, Bo Moning's people had disappeared.

"He just left?" Zhang Tongxuan looked at Xia Qiu and clicked his tongue.

"Well, let's go." Xia Qiu nodded, but his eyes fell on Dengjia Village not far away.

"Okay, he's a zombie. He's different from us. Bo Moning's sister, get in the car. Let's go back and fetch the rescuers." Zhang Tongxuan retreated calmly and said.

"Let's go to Dengjia Village and get him back!" Xia Qiu said.

"Looking for him? Maybe he didn't come back. The two of us went in. I said, don't you brothers and sisters in the Bo family have a brain?" Zhang Tongxuan gasped, grinning in pain, but pushed back when he spoke open the door.

He held a small silver knife in his other hand, and while talking to Xia Qiu, he used the small silver knife to cut a long cut on his arm.

The blue-black blood slid down that arm, dripping on the ground and rising into a cloud of black air.

Seeing him in pain and not daring to look but could only strike, Xia Qiu came back to his senses and knew that what he just said was stupid.

Her cultivation is meager, and Zhang Tongxuan is probably only a little better than an embroidered pillow. The two of them together can't compare to Bo Moning. If something really happened to Bo Moning, it would be useless for them to go.

"Let me help you." Xia Qiu said to Zhang Tong.

Zhang Tongxuan looked at her, and then at his black and swollen hands.

"Here." He looked away, and handed the knife to Xia Qiu.

Holding the knife and supporting the back of Zhang Tongxuan's hand with one hand, Xia Qiu slashed across.

Obviously, her strikes were much sharper than Zhang Tongxuan's, and the black blood immediately formed blood droplets and dripped from her fingertips.

"Oh, my mother!" Zhang Tongxuan howled in pain, bit the back of his other hand tightly, and turned to look at Xia Qiu with a grieved fat face, with a resentful expression.

Being infused with ghost energy, Zhang Tongxuan bled, found a yellow talisman from his bosom, lit it, and applied the ash of the talisman to his wound.

Visible to the naked eye, his wound and swelling disappeared quickly, and except for the two cut scars on his arm, everything else seemed to have returned to its original state.

"Let's go, my aunt." Zhang Tong chose to get into the car.

Xia Qiu nodded.

The pickup turned around with difficulty on the mountain road, roaring and speeding the way it came.

As the sky was getting dark, Xia Qiu didn't know how long Zhang Tongxuan had been driving, but felt that the mountain road seemed endless, and the pickup was bumping from time to time with its high beams on.

Sitting and sitting, Xia Qiu leaned against the car door and fell asleep without knowing it.

She dreamed again.

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This time her perspective changed again in the dream.