zombie avenue

From the moment he planned to save Mengyao, and from the moment he set foot on the Qingtian Pavilion, his fate had already begun to change. 【】

The death of Qingxu, the strength of Qinghuang, the exposure of the identity of the zombies, the siege of Zhao Dongming and Lan Yi, the zombie gate slowly surfaced, everything is declaring that from today onwards, Ling Fan's fate has changed. Tied together with the dead door.He had a faint feeling that he seemed to have been involved in a certain vortex. When his zombie identity was revealed and he was being targeted by Zombie Gate, he already knew that he had been caught in Zombie Gate's conspiracy.

"Zombie door?" Ling Fan muttered to himself, "Although I don't know why you have to kill me, and even though I don't know what your purpose is, I'm not a soft persimmon, and I can't be squeezed if I want to! Since you insist on obliterating me, then I'm sorry, from now on, you have also become my prey!"

The hands under Ling Fan's sleeves couldn't help but squeeze tightly together. Because of excessive force, his hands were already swollen and red, and traces of bright blood flowed out along the flesh.Since Zhuangmen wants to obliterate him, then he won't make Zhuangmen feel better!Even a dog knows how to jump over a wall when it is in a hurry, not to mention that he is not a dog, he is a real monk, and even a real zombie!Even if he is as powerful as the sky, let him lose his skin!

"Strength, you still need strength. Without strength, you can't do anything!" Ling Fan's clenched fists suddenly opened, his hands clasped his head tightly, his face was deeply buried in his chest, and his fingers pinched deeply. Black hair, no one knows whether his expression at this time is pain or something else.

"This feeling of avoiding is really uncomfortable. If you don't have the strength, you can only curl up here under the arrogance of the Zombie Gate. Do you want to avoid?" The hands holding the hair couldn't help but tighten a little.

This kind of aggrieved feeling that can only be avoided is a great shame to the tough-minded Ling Fan, but he knows that before his strength grows, he can only choose to avoid it, and he will only die if he confronts the rigid door head-on.Although he is not reconciled, his mind is still clear, he knows how to control his emotions, death means everything perishes, and only living can heal the shame, and he understands that sometimes this kind of shame can motivate a person more Moving forward can make people's character more tenacious and unyielding!

So even if the heart is unwilling, it can only bury this aggrieved shame deeply in the heart, let it take root and sprout in the heart slowly, grow bigger and bigger, until the day when it explodes.

Speaking of strength, Ling Fan's mind suddenly flashed a certain scene in Qingtian Pavilion, the scene of the decisive battle with Qinghuang.

He still clearly remembers that when he went to Mengyao to pay respects to the Qingyang couple, his anger reached the blowout point at that moment, and then he couldn't control it anymore and turned into a zombie, which was different from usual zombie.At that time, he felt that his body was full of berserk power, as if his body would explode if he didn't vent it out, it was a huge and violent force that his body couldn't bear.

So after he arrived at Qinghuang, he used all his strength to bombard Qinghuang. At that time, his consciousness had already begun to become blurred due to anger and violent force. The reason why he chose to bombard Qinghuang was completely Based on feeling, angry will, when seeing Qinghuang, there is an instinct to kill him.

Driven by instinct, he gathered all the strength in his body into his fist, and then smashed together with Qing Huang.Even Ling Fan was surprised by the result at that time, he never expected that Qing Huang, who was the Ling Emperor, was smashed to death with just one punch, and it was still wiped out, not even scum left.

He also didn't expect that since that force was so terrifying, it could kill Qing Huang, who is the Ling Emperor, with a single punch.Thinking of this, Ling Fan's heart that strongly longed for power suddenly became agitated. If, if he could control that power freely, wouldn't it mean that even if he met Zhao Dongming, Lan Yi and others in the future, he would be able to rely on his own strength to fight with others? against?It is even possible to obliterate the two of them.

"咚咚" the sound of his heartbeat became more and more urgent, Ling Fan tried his best to hold back his excitement, his thoughts began to sink deeply into the memories of that time, he wanted to think through every detail of that time, every man yearns for great power, Let alone him.

He remembered that when he saw Mengyao and Qingyang were about to pay their respects, his brain was instantly filled with intense anger, and there was only one thought left in his mind, that Mengyao should not marry Qingyang!It was that his eyes, brain, and every part of his body seemed to be congested with anger, which then caused changes in the blood vessels in his body.

"Yes!" He remembered, it was precisely because of his unprecedented anger that aroused the power of his blood, and the power of his blood was guided by the anger, instantly filling all parts of his body. Power erosion, it is precisely because of that power that he instinctively turned into a zombie because of his anger.

"Does it take anger to guide that power?" Ling Fan thought disappointedly, "If you have to go through something like Mengyao's worship every time to stimulate yourself and let strong anger guide the power of blood, That's too tasteless, right? And it's hard to guarantee that I won't lose control in this situation, and the strength is so violent that even my body can't bear it, if I don't release it, then my body will be finished?" Ling Fan was annoyed I really thought that this method was too tasteless, but I didn't expect that it would be a waste of time to fetch water from a bamboo basket. It would be a lie to say that I was not disappointed.It's not that he hasn't thought of other ways, but he really can't think of any other way to stimulate the hidden power.

"Phew..." Ling Fan, who was finally thinking hard about the fruit, could only lie down on the bed in disappointment. He sighed, his eyes staring at the roof, "Come on, let's practice step by step. The way to quickly improve your strength now, We can only find spirits of several other attributes.”

Ling Fan, who was thinking like this, fell asleep unknowingly.Too many things happened today, even Ling Fan was a little tired after working hard all day.

However, the thoughtful Ling Fan wanted to miss one thing this time. Why is his bloodline so powerful?And why can the power of blood directly stimulate him to become a zombie?It's all still a mystery

The next day, in the early morning, Fatty Zhou ran to Ling Fan's house early in the morning, and roared out of breath, with a high-pitched voice, one after another, one wave after another. The sound of killing a pig is beautiful! . "Ling Fan kicked open the gate, Fatty Zhou who was standing outside the gate was knocked straight, his chubby body rolled like a big glutinous rice ball for more than ten meters before stopping.

"Oh, boss, you want to kick me to death." Fatty Zhou groaned endlessly, staring at Ling Fan pitifully, with some "sparkling" tears streaming out of his pig eyes.

"Get out, don't pretend to be innocent in front of me!" Ling Fanhu scolded, but he laughed in his heart. He thought of his time in Tianyunzong, and they were not like this at that time.The difference is that they were more youthful and younger at that time

"Hey, Boss, I'll take you to Dan Pavilion for sightseeing today. Since I've come to Dan Pavilion, as a brother, I must do my best as a landlord, right?" Seeing that Ling Fan was unmoved, Fatty Zhou hurriedly changed his name. He put on an expression, smirked, blinked his eyes, turned off the electricity, and looked at Ling Fan ambiguously.

As Fatty Zhou's boss, Ling Fan was very pleased with Fatty Zhou's face-changing behavior. Although Fatty Zhou made him lose face in everything, at least the artistic behavior of changing his face was very honorable for him.

"Let's go, I also miss the beautiful scenery of Pill Pavilion." Ling Fan smiled, he had already developed a certain immunity to Fatty Zhou's disgusting behavior, so he didn't vomit this time, of course the most important thing was him I vomited everything I should have vomited yesterday, but I really can't vomit anything today.Retching?he is still thinking

The two walked down the mountain of Cuiyun Peak talking and laughing.

On the way, Fatty Zhou reminded Ling Fan: "Boss, in the inner city of Dan Pavilion, only the elders of Dan Pavilion and the two pavilion masters have the privilege to fly. Other personnel are not allowed to fly in the inner city unless there is a special order from the pavilion master." When we came in, we were able to fly because of grandpa. I sent you to Cuiyun Peak to be able to fly because of grandpa's approval. So if you don't have the permission of the pavilion master, don't fly in the sky. It will be considered disrespectful to Dan Ge."

Ling Fan nodded, he could still understand this point, and he is now under the care of Dan Pavilion, so the rules here should be followed as it should be.

Next, Fatty Zhou took Ling Fan to visit several famous peaks of Dan Pavilion.These mountain peaks either have pleasant scenery, or are majestic and magnificent; or are strange peaks and rocks, or are green pines and cypresses, or are fresh and natural, or are birdsong mountain streams. People and monks can't break free from the shackles of the world. The beautiful scenery is always popular.

During this process, I also met various disciples, or various personnel of the Pill Pavilion. The Pill Pavilion mainly focuses on alchemy and selling news, so the internal organization of the Pill Pavilion is still different from the general sect, and it seems a bit complicated. .But with Fatty Zhou by his side, no one dared to embarrass them.

"Hey, isn't this brother Zhou Xiaopang, the treasured and useless grandson of our second pavilion master? How come you have the leisure to go to this mountain today? It's hard to see pigs here. Could it be that the sun came out from the west today? ?” At this moment, a man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes walked over curiously, staring at Fatty Zhou as if he had discovered a new world, as if he wanted to find something unusual in him, the look of contempt in his eyes showed nothing hidden.

"Zhao Long!" Fatty Zhou's complexion changed, he turned around and gritted his teeth to look at this annoying face, his voice almost came out from between his teeth.

Ling Fan, who was originally relaxed and comfortable, couldn't help frowning slightly.