my daughter has a system

Chapter 422

"Big brothers and sisters, did you see that, that is my sister's flying zombie at the spirit mirror level.

This is said to be the patron saint of Moshamen. Look, it was slapped on the ground by my sister.

Sister~(￣▽￣～)~666!

Look, there is my Aunt Hua, isn't she good at marksmanship?

Over there is my mother, look at her whirlwind legs..."

Zhang Changlin held up his mobile phone in a childish voice to live broadcast the battle ahead.

Although he is only five years old, he has a wide range of knowledge.

Huang Qingshui, the charter woman, taught him to read and write when she had nothing to do all day long.

Huang Qingshui, who was born in a martial arts family, already had a high degree of education, so Zhang Changlin was not sent to kindergarten when she was five years old.

Anyway, I don't have anything else to do except make dumplings for my big brother.

In addition, over the past two months, Zhang Chu has vigorously supplied spiritual fruits and mutated meat.

The little guy has grown in height, looks like he is eight or nine years old, and his intelligence has greatly improved.

The spiritual fruit itself contains supreme aura, and if you eat too much, you will improve every aspect of your body.

Naturally, it also includes intelligence...

Therefore, although Zhang Changlin's speech is still a bit childish, it also has an old-fashioned feeling.

When the live broadcast started, the speech was completely slippery...

This is also the reason why many fans like him, the handsome guy, he speaks nicely and has strong martial arts skills.

Some female fans even said that they would wait ten years for him to give birth to monkeys for him.

As a result, "Don't! I don't want to be with monsters who gave birth to monkeys."

Zhang Changlin's frightened and resolute refusal made the female fans laugh out loud, almost bursting into laughter...

After the live video of Miewan Guimen came out, Zhang Changlin's fans had broken through the 2000 million mark.

And now the live broadcast of Killing Moshamen has skyrocketed to 5000 million followers.

still rising...

Some people may say, how is this possible?

Don't forget that now is the era of world shit, and those who chase after stars are no longer the singers and young meat actors of the past.

Although the TV and movies are still there, and some people are chasing those actors, the madness of the past has long since disappeared.

What are you chasing now?
Musha!
Powerful warrior!
Handsome or beautiful, powerful fighters!
And Zhang Changlin fully met their standards.

What's more, what he broadcast live was the battle of the spiritual masters, her sister's battle.

This naturally attracted many fans of Zhang Xiaomeng to watch...

If Zhang Xiaomeng started a live broadcast, maybe it would be even crazier.

……

A few minutes ago, Zhang Xiaomeng's plane caught up with Mo Shamen's fleeing army.

No waste of words, just started working.

Zhang Xiaomeng and Mao Xiaojiu deal with powerful enemies, while Gui Datou and his wife guard Qing Shui and others.

Huang Qingshui and the others were not willing to make vases, so of course they would not miss this opportunity to practice their hands.

Da da da!
Hua Badao wears gold-rimmed glasses, has shawl hair, and wears a blue short and black stockings. He hates the sky.

Carrying the latest large-caliber sniper gun, he crazily shot at the zombies that were rushing towards him.

Although she already has the strength of the eighth level of martial arts, but she loves guns, she still likes those thick and violent spears.

With her strength, it is really scary to use a sniper rifle as a submachine gun.

This latest type of sniper rifle, as long as it hits a warrior, even a tenth-level warrior can be destroyed by you.

The premise is that you can hit.

And with Hua's domineering reaction speed, in the face of numerous zombies, it is natural that the gun will not fail.

Chen Junru, Murong Cangxue, and Taishang Wanqing were not to be outdone, armed with various magical weapons and various martial arts skills, and killed them.

Zhang Chu made a lot of magic tools, so he naturally took some out for his women to use.

All of a sudden, the mountain was extremely lively, but it was accompanied by terrifying and shrill howls.

Not long after, Zhang Xiaomeng and others killed all the flying zombies of Moshamen, the grand elders and others.

Nearly a thousand disciples left, turned around and ran away, fleeing in all directions.

rumbling...

A group of unmanned fighter jets suddenly appeared in the sky, and they rushed towards the fastest-running Moshamen.

These drones are of course controlled by Hua Badao. Now her internal strength is strong, and she eats well every day. Correspondingly, her network awakening ability has also been greatly enhanced.

The number of controlled drones has reached more than 30.

Most of those Moshamen are warriors of level [-] or [-], some are of level [-] or [-], and not many are of level [-] or [-].

Those above level nine are naturally less.

Although so many people fled frantically, how could they survive the bombardment of planes?

In addition, Zhang Xiaomeng and the others specialize in killing high-level ones, so none of them escaped.

Killing so many people, the women don't have any burden in their hearts.

Through the introduction of Sao Mao, these people from Moshamen discovered that they used living people to refine zombies.

It's devoid of conscience, pigs and dogs are inferior, they are all animals!
Therefore, killing these people can be said to be merciless.

Of course, after the first kill, the girls still tried their best to maim each other first.

Then Mao Xiaojiu and Gui Datou took action to kill them.

Anyway, they are all damned people, waste utilization!
Such a frenzied sect, not one by one, is taking advantage of them.

An hour later, all the members of Moshamen were killed.

"Everyone, brothers and sisters, today is a bit too late, tomorrow we will move on to the next goal."

Zhang Changlin stepped on the flying zombie and ended his live broadcast triumphantly.

Following his words, the outside world went crazy again.

your sister!
Still have goals?

Who will be the next target?

The foreign forces who had a problem with Zhang Chu held emergency meetings one after another to discuss the evacuation.

No matter who they are going to deal with, in short, I can't afford to provoke, can't I hide?

Come tomorrow, one night is enough for us to run far...

……

Spirit World, Yangxi Village...

Zhang Chu is lying on a deck chair in the yard, basking in the sun.

He ignored the system prompts that kept ringing.

He knew that his daughter and others were killing the Moshamen, so he wasn't too worried.

He is now lying down to wait for the spiritual fruit to digest, and then continue to eat the spiritual fruit to recover.

Qiu Yinong stood behind him, massaged him, and helped him recover.

And Qiu Yicheng was also lying not far from him, with his eyes closed in boredom.

Originally seriously injured, he ate a lot of spiritual fruit and the healing elixir refined by Zhang Chu before, so he no longer needed to change the healing elixir.

It will probably be fine in a few days.

"Brother Zhang, are you really going to leave? The people in the City Lord's Mansion are amazing. There are several masters in the Jindan stage."

Zhang Chu shook his head. Since he was able to act yesterday, this girl has been persuading him to leave.

How could he leave?I have to ask the city lord to find out where Mengniu is going.

If it wasn't for his physical inconvenience, he would have died long ago.

According to the recovery of the body, it has now recovered to one-third of its energy, and it will take at most two days to recover.

But at this moment, Zhang Chu frowned.

In the distance, a group of people rode high-headed wildebeests and galloped into the village. Seeing this, the villagers ran away one after another.

"Ah! Brother Zhang, you hide first, the people from the City Lord's Mansion are here."

Qiu Yinong said in a panic...

　The old problem of back pain happened, and the grass on the ground seemed to be higher than the corn, so I had no choice but to call my son who was working in the city and ask him to come back to help weed, lead him to the edge of his own field, and then have a rehabilitation massage went. . . . .

　　After the massage, my son wiped the sweat off his face and told me: Dad, it turns out weeding is so tiring!I won't do it next time I kill him. . . .I lit a cigarette, and I looked at the greenery

　　Weeds fell into deep thought.

　　Thanks for the support guys!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)