"Bang!"
In the dark night, a loud crash suddenly exploded in the air.
In the room, Qin Jing, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes. He was only in a light sleep when he was AFK Farming. At this moment, he was awakened by this sound.
Oh no, something happened!
Qin Jing jumped off the bed almost instantly. He didn't even bother to put on his shoes as he flew to open the door and rushed down.
The air in the corridor was filled with a pungent smell.
This smell…
Qin Jing's expression changed.
This fishy smell was actually exactly the same as the smell of the zombie in the open coffin in Ninth Uncle's inner hall yesterday!
Qin Jing, who had rushed to the corner of the staircase, pressed his right hand heavily on the handrail beside him. Whoosh.
His clothes fluttered in the air, and Qin Jing's figure instantly fell from the stairs between the second floor and the first floor.
The tip of his toes tapped on the armrest below. After Qin Jing's body decelerated once more, he accelerated once again and rushed towards the stairwell in front of him at an even faster speed.
The smell in the air became even stronger.
"Ahhh!"
A scream followed.
Qin Jing did not hesitate at all as he chased after the voice.
In front of him, pieces of broken glass were scattered on the ground.
Old Master Ren's room!
Qin Jing's heart suddenly tightened.
The zombie went to look for Old Master Ren!
In his memory, the blurry image instantly became clear. On the second day after the corpse was lifted from the coffin, Old Master Ren was killed at home and turned into a zombie. In the end, he was completely burned by fire.
Oh no!
At this moment, Qin Jing's expression was extremely ugly.
The plot was repeating itself!
Qin Jing didn't care about the glass on the floor. He rushed to the door and pressed his left hand on the door frame to stop the inertia of his charge. He raised his head and looked at the room.
In front of them was an extremely infuriating scene.
The zombie had its back to Qin Jing and was biting a middle-aged man's neck. Old Master Ren looked at Qin Jing's face in fear.
His face was pale, and it was almost impossible to tell what he looked like. His bloodshot pupils had already begun to turn white, and there was no trace of divine light. When he discovered Qin Jing, he could no longer make a sound. He could only let out a low, almost inaudible roar from his open mouth.
His blood was about to be sucked dry.
The zombie was still sucking his blood!
"Damn it!"
His body tensed up, Qin Jing's left hand pressed against the door frame. Borrowing the force of the counterattack, his entire body turned into an extremely fast arrow under the powerful thrust, piercing straight towards the zombie's back.
In his raised right hand, a cold blade suddenly appeared in his open wrist and he clenched it tightly.
In the palm of his hand, an endless stream of spiritual energy was injected into it.
Go to hell!
He retracted his right arm slightly, and after retreating for a moment, he stabbed at the back of the zombie's neck.
At the last moment, the zombie sensed danger.
Raising its head, its bloody fangs let go of Old Master Ren's neck and grabbed Old Master Ren's arms with both hands. The zombie turned him around and threw him at Qin Jing, who was attacking from behind, in an attempt to block the tip of Qin Jing's blade.
Don't even think about it!
Qin Jing's toes stepped on the floor with force. In a split second, he moved his body sideways to avoid the incoming human body. With his left hand, he grabbed Old Master Ren who was about to fly out. His body turned around with the powerful throwing force.
Facing the zombie's raised arms and the sharp blue nails that were stabbing at his shoulder, Qin Jing turned around and the blade passed through his hands. Without stopping, it stabbed into his throat.
The slight obstruction was about to break through that terrifying defense in the next moment, piercing through his lower jaw.
The zombie's arm turned away and knocked against the swastika on the blade's handle. The blade grazed the zombie's neck and left a deep wound on it. Thick black blood spurted out from the zombie's neck.
"Roar ~~"
The zombie could not help but let out a roar like that of an injured beast after receiving such a heavy injury. At the same time, the violent and resentful aura accumulated in its stiff body erupted at the same time.
With a ding, the fingertip that was holding the blade violently knocked away the blade. Then, it stabbed forward, wanting to stab Qin Jing's neck and kill him.
Qin Jing's arm was forced back by the zombie's power, almost reaching his eyes. The swastika handguard slid out of Qin Jing's grip with Qin Jing's strength, and the zombie's fingertip was stuck in the swastika handguard.
Qin Jing's figure did not retreat. Instead, he advanced and approached the zombie's body. He raised his foot and slammed it heavily on the zombie's body.
Dong ~
As if he had hit a steel plate, the zombie did not move at all. Instead, the powerful rebound force almost made Qin Jing retreat.
What a powerful strength!
The zombie retracted its hands and tried to grab Qin Jing's neck, which was only a few centimeters away from it.
Danger!
However, at the next moment, the zombie's entire body was sent flying.
Qin Jing kicked his waist and sent him flying.
The zombie's flying body smashed heavily on the wardrobe, instantly smashing the entire wardrobe into pieces.
"Roar ~~"
The zombie roared, but did not continue to move forward. It seemed to have sensed the power of the enemy in front of it and that it had the power to hurt itself.
Qin Jing's gaze locked onto the zombie who was standing in the corner and roaring. At the same time, he loosened his grip on Old Master Ren's arm and grabbed him before he could fall.
Qin Jing slowly withdrew his right hand, which was holding the sword in his hand. His fingers pulled open Old Master Ren's red-stained collar. Qin Jing lowered his head slightly and looked down from the corner of his eyes. What entered his line of sight were two deep bloody holes.
It was obvious that the blood inside was almost completely drained.
In his left hand, a pill appeared. He turned his wrist and pressed down on Old Master Ren's jawbone. Qin Jing stuffed the pill into Old Master Ren's open mouth.
Beginner Blood Replenishing Pill, 600 HP, 100 HP per second, full recovery in 6 seconds.
It was just that Qin Jing was not sure if this thing would have any effect on Old Master Ren at this moment. But at least, it was better than watching him die!
Hurried footsteps sounded outside the door.
Clearly, Qin Jing was not the only one who heard the door slamming and the screams.
Qin Jing had rushed over from the second floor in just ten seconds. The others did not have his ability. They only arrived after nearly half a minute.
However, this was definitely not a good thing!
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