"Looking around again, be careful to dig your eyes!" The old-fashioned man saw the short man's eyes from Ashin and immediately said sternly.

"Who is watching randomly? I'm just a little tired. It was too thrilling just now, and I almost thought I was dead." The short man sat on the ground, looking like he was not worth the money.

"It wasn't so embarrassing, but the rain curtain delayed the dawn." Mo Fan said.

Not only is the amazing combat power of the sword and axe corpse general, but he can also call for the undead group to attack. He originally thought he had hope of killing the big corpse, but he was almost flooded by the undead flood!

This undead land is indeed terrifying, and with their strong strength, they were almost wiped out.

"We should not rush on rainy days, as gray garlic has no effect." The strong man said seriously.

"If this rain keeps falling, we can't hide here forever?" Mo Fan said.

"Then I can only wait and see... By the way, if you have scars on your body, you should deal with it quickly. A small claw mark needs to be treated. The undead are all carrying corpse poison. It doesn't take a few hours to get those skin trauma and the skin trauma will become a large area!" said the experienced short man.

"We have to wait until the two of them have changed before changing? They are all big men. Just take off their clothes, they are so wet and cold, and they feel so uncomfortable." Mo Fan suggested.

Only then did everyone think that Mo Fan made sense, so several people quickly took off their clothes and took out new clothes from their respective sealed packages.

...

The bonfire crackled from time to time, making the entire cave no longer so silent. Everyone was exhausted after experiencing that battle. They treated their wounds, changed into dry clothes, and lay on the dry grass to rest, so tired that they didn't want to talk.

Meng'er, a woman with black stockings, has changed into a veil again. This time, it is a more charming purple color, covering her gorgeous face that can directly attract people's souls.

"What are you doing in this undead land?" Mo Fan asked casually.

Meng'er, a woman with black stockings, blinked her eyes, with a faint and charming smile, and said softly: "There is an unsociable colleague here, and she needs to come and talk to him."

"Oh, which organization are you from?" Mo Fan continued to ask.

“Partnon.”

"It seems that I have heard of it." Mo Fan began to think about it.

"Well, it's quite famous." Meng E, a woman with black stockings, nodded.

"You are not a saint, goddess, or a character in the princess, right? I always watch TV series, and I will also visit privately under a veil." Mo Fan laughed and chatted with Meng'er, a woman with black stockings.

Meng'er does not belong to the cold type. Even though he exudes an elegant temperament that is as unparalleled as fireworks in the world, he will answer questions and answer questions.

When she heard Mo Fan's unfounded conjecture, she couldn't help but smile and shook her head and said, "I'm not that holy. I'm just a personal preference and I think it's beautiful."

"The air in China is not good, do you know PM2.5... It's useless to wear a veil, and masks don't work." Mo Fan said.

Menge laughed softly, and the tremolo that ripples with charm and holiness seem particularly wonderful and confusing in this small cave.

The short man sat aside, looking at Mo Fan and Meng'er with resentment on his face.

Finally, he couldn't help but pull Mo Fan over and whispered: "Brother, I discovered this woman first, can you pay attention?"

"Brother, do you pretend to be a pure man, and you still care about others licking your face?" Mo Fan responded bluntly.

Meng'er is very attractive, and with her mysterious and elusive identity, as a normal man, why can't Mo Fan communicate with others? It can be seen that this woman still likes to chat with handsome and knowledgeable oriental men like her!

"You brought one by yourself and took care of others' feelings. I'll give this Meng'er to me?" the short man whispered.

"I'm crazy, who can have more idle girls? It's not easy for others to come to China. I want her to experience the romance and humor of Chinese men." Mo Fan said the short man with a crackling sound.

...

...

The rain continued, and the entire Hua Village was shrouded in the hazy rain curtain.

The gray sky, the gray earth, and a lonely village stands between the sky and the earth. No matter how many colors there are, it will be completely diluted./p>

Fortunately, the village is old and the wooden houses are built with great care. They know how to prevent moisture from entering and how to keep the cold wind out of the courtyard. Each wooden house is large and has a courtyard or small, and as long as the fire rises inside, it will definitely be extremely warm.

"I'm stupid. I have to go pick it on a rainy day. Look at you, you're soaking yourself in, hurry up and dry your body..." A pretty girl in her twenties stood under the eaves, stamping her feet coquettishly, and her red cheeks were not sure whether she was blame or shy.

In the heavy rain, a thin young man walked to the doorstep with a silly smile on his face, as if he was afraid that his muddy would stain the house and dared not enter.

"Come in quickly, what should I do if my body is frozen? There are so many hidden injuries on you." Su Xiaoluo immediately pulled the thin young man into the room and quickly helped him with his clothes. Halfway through, he found the thin young man's bare arms and several shocking scars on his chest. He stomped his feet and pouted, "Take it off yourself. I have taken care of you for so long, and I have seen you before!"

The thin young man scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

I quickly went to the house to change my clothes, all of which were coarse linen, but it was very warm.

"These herbs are enough. Alas, the corpse gas in Xianchi is so heavy. When the heavy rain, the corpse poison will suddenly become wet rain, causing the corpse to be severely typhoid in several villages. It's okay for adults to last for a while, but it's just that the children and the elderly will suffer. Their constitution is so weak... I won't take care of you, I have to boil the medicine out quickly." Su Xiaoluo smiled at the thin young man and went to the other end of the house to pound the medicine.

The thin young man sat by the stove and smiled foolishly at her.

Su Xiaoluo was so angry that she muttered: "I just knew that she was smirking. You should quickly remember who you are. You, a big boy, can't live in my house all the time. Others can talk...you can gossip."

Su Xiaoluo's voice became smaller and smaller, and he always felt it was embarrassing to say this.

"Forget it, just sit here and think about it."

After Su Xiaoluo said this, she turned around and left, but after a few steps, she turned around and glanced at the shocking wound from the back of her head to her face, and couldn't help but sigh.

I don’t know what he had experienced. When he saved him, he had countless injuries on his body. What’s even more amazing is the heavy blow that almost opened the shell on his head!

Fortunately, he met himself, who was a doctor, otherwise he would have died long ago.
Chapter completed!