The personal security of the beautiful president

Chapter 665 Simple Talisman Liquid

However, the more he hacked and killed, the more frightened Ding Zhe became.

It turned out that the zombies rushed up from the three underground floors continuously, almost endlessly.

Every zombie has the strength of a nine-star warrior.

Ding Zhe killed forty or fifty in one go.

Nine-star martial artist Ding Zhe was able to kill in seconds.

But there are many opponents who can't stand it, and the number is huge.

Moreover, he had to protect Qin Muxue behind his body.

Taking care of one thing and losing another, it can be said that dangers abound.

In particular, he was worried that if he and Qin Muxue were hacked by zombies, there would be sequelae, and it would be even more difficult to advance or retreat.

last resort.

Ding Zhe had no choice but to return to the basement floor again with Qin Muxue on his back.

Fortunately.

At this time, the three major warriors of Japan had already left.

Otherwise, it will be another hard fight.

When Ding Zhe came to the basement floor.

It was found that those people from Dazhu had been lying on the ground, all of them were decapitated.

Apart from the dead body of the Dazhu people, there was no one else on the entire basement floor.

The air was filled with bloody smell.

However, the two of them have already gotten used to it.

The powerful nine-star zombie warrior actually only occupied the second basement floor and did not come up.

This reassured Ding Zhe a lot.

Walking to a corner, he untied the binding belt, put Qin Muxue down, and turned to look at her.

What made Ding Zhe speechless was.

I have already killed myself to the point of exhaustion.

Xiao Nizi fell asleep with her neck tilted.

There is no wound on the whole body.

What made Ding Zhe speechless even more.

Even when she was asleep, Xiao Nizi kept her middle fingers up.

The blood had scabbed over there.

Ding Zhe put Qin Muxue down.

She woke up immediately.

Glancing at Ding Zhe, then at her middle finger, Xiao Nizi blushed, and hurriedly put her hands behind her back: "What's wrong, Brother Ding?"

"There are too many zombies, and all of them are powerful. Let's go back to the first floor and take a rest."

Ding Zhe said.

"Then, what about those Japanese people?"

Qin Muxue looked around.

"It should have gone back to the ground."

Ding Zhe said: "Mu Xue, help me protect the law, I want to adjust my breath!"

Then he sat down next to Qin Muxue, took out the last small repayment pill, swallowed it in his mouth, then meditated on the spot, and began to adjust his breath.

Qin Muxue tilted her head and looked at Ding Zhe with a playful expression on her face.

Before entering the underground palace, she had no feelings for Ding Zhe.

Even the relationship between men and women is indifferent.

But at this moment, for some reason, there was Ding Zhe's shadow deep in her heart.

Ding Zhe was in seclusion, and she just looked at him, the more she watched him, the more she loved him...

In order to prevent the zombies from attacking Ding Zhe while he was in retreat.

Qin Muxue looked at Ding Zhe for a while, then turned around and looked around vigilantly.

She is ready, as long as zombies appear, she will serve with the blood of her middle finger...

It's a pity that those zombies don't know what's wrong, they seem to be only interested in the second and third underground floors.

As for the basement floor, they are not interested at all.

Qin Muxue was on guard for a while, then felt bored.

Before she knew it, Qin Muxue simply leaned against Ding Zhe and fell asleep.

Let's talk about Ding Zhe.

After taking Xiaohuandan, he adjusted his breath for five or six hours at a stretch.

Not only the wound on the palm has healed, but also the fatigue in the body has been swept away.

When he opened his eyes, he found a beautiful woman lying in his arms.

This beauty has long hair draped over her shoulders, her eyes are closed tightly, and her long eyelashes are flickering.

The corner of his mouth is still drooling.

It's not who Qin Muxue is.

It seemed that Xiao Nizi had fallen asleep.

"Okay, Mu Xue, wake up." Ding Zhe pushed Qin Muxue.

"Ah, Brother Ding, are the zombies here?"

Qin Muxue woke up and wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth at the same time.

"The zombie didn't come, but a sleepy bug did come." Ding Zhe stretched out his hand and scratched Qin Muxue's nose.

"Hee hee!" Qin Muxue smiled shyly.

"How's your injury?" Ding Zhe asked.

"It's all good!" Qin Muxue said.

Ding Zhe nodded. He estimated that Qin Muxue had almost recovered, and said, "Let's go, we are going to kill zombies."

Speaking of getting up, he picked up the sword.

"Wait a minute, wait a moment, Brother Ding."

Qin Muxue also stood up: "How do you plan to kill?"

"Of course it's a sword, come and chop one by one!"

Ding Zhe said.

"You have already said that these zombies have the strength of nine-star warriors. No matter how powerful you are, you will be exhausted after killing forty or fifty. If we are surrounded by zombies, wouldn't it be terrible."

"Uh!"

Ding Zhe nodded, with a thoughtful expression on his face: "Then what do you mean?"

"We have this."

Qin Muxue raised her middle finger: "We have four, we can squeeze out the blood, and then use the middle finger blood to open the way..."

"Ok!"

Qin Muxue's words also activated Ding Zhe's brain.

It turned out that he remembered that in the "Maoshan Talisman", there was one of the simplest ways to drive away zombies, that is, the middle finger blood mixed with cinnabar to make the simplest talisman liquid, and then use a brush to touch the zombie's forehead.

The zombie will be fixed in place directly.

The zombie will not move until the talisman is gone.

How can I forget.

At that moment, Ding Zhe patted his forehead, and then said his idea: "It's a pity that there is no cinnabar. If there is cinnabar, we can save a little blood."

"I have it!"

Qin Muxue opened the mountaineering bag that she always carried with her, and took out two small bottles from it.

One was filled with a black liquid and one was filled with a red liquid.

"This black one is black dog blood."

"The red one is cinnabar!"

Qin Muxue held one in each hand, with a happy expression on her face.

"Ahem, cough, why did you prepare these?" Ding Zhe asked a little strangely.

"I'm thinking about exploring the underground palace. I might meet zombies or something. It's not said on TV that black dog blood and cinnabar can ward off evil spirits, so I prepared some, and it really came in handy. I'm great, Brother Ding!"

Qin Muxue shook her little head in a showy manner, pouting her red lips.

"Well, you're great."

Ding Zhe rubbed Qin Muxue's head and gave her a head pat.

"Hate, don't touch my head."

Qin Muxue avoided it.

The next thing is simple.

Qin Muxue took out a container from the backpack and poured cinnabar into it.

Then the two began to squeeze blood from their middle fingers.

Qin Muxue had wounds on her fingers, but now she bit her teeth again, grinning from the pain.

Ding Zhe took a look and was speechless: "Let me do it."

At the same time, when picking up the sword, you have to separate your fingers.

"I'm coming, I'm coming..."

Qin Muxue pushed away Ding Zhe's sword: "You have cut a zombie with this sword, and then cut your fingers, what if you get sick?"

Qin Muxue glared at Ding Zhe, then bit Ding Zhe's finger with a small cherry mouth.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

This scene made Ding Zhe's heart beat faster, and he turned around looking embarrassed.

Qin Muxue also felt a little different, her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were straining.

In this way, Ding Zhe and Qin Muxue made some simple talismans.

As for the brush, use a branch instead.

After getting ready, the two people were fully armed again and rushed to the second basement floor...