Vicious female, sent five beastly husbands at the beginning

Chapter 11 Every Tasker's Dream of Becoming an Emperor

There are the most one-star fog corpses, and the leader is a four-star fog corpse.

"I haven't been to the west side of the fog for half a year. How can I be so unlucky?" Yu Yunxiao was speechless.

The five men didn't want to get into trouble with the fog corpse, so they ran faster.

Xiao Jinsheng was directly picked up by Princess Que Ze Lian.

She was so frightened that she trembled in his arms, but she still held his neck tightly and bit her lip to prevent herself from making a sound and causing more trouble.

At least being held by Que Ze Lian was much more comfortable than being carried by Yu Yunxiao and Mo Jiao yesterday.

He fled all the way, and the fog corpses chased him for half an hour, but not only did he not get rid of them, but they kept gathering in number.

"We have to deal with them first." Su Ye said solemnly: "If we keep running like this and a fog of zombies gathers, we'll all be doomed."

There are only six of them, and only three of them have good fighting ability: Suye, Mo Jiao and Que Ze Lian.

There were more than three hundred fog corpses chasing them at a glance.

Eventually the six fled to an abandoned auto repair shop.

Que Ze Lian rode the wind and easily jumped to the fifth-floor rooftop while holding Xiao Jinsheng.

At the same time, Huai Qing urged the green plants covering the repair shop and threw several long vines into the hands of Que Ze Lian on the rooftop.

Que Ze Lian tied the long vine tightly on the rooftop, and the remaining four people pulled the vine and walked up the stairs easily along the moss-covered wall.

The fog corpses were blocking the downstairs and trying to climb up by grabbing the vegetation on the wall.

Huaiqing directly sucked away the vitality of the green plants on the first floor of the repair shop.

The vitality dissipated, and the vegetation turned into a pile of dead grass. The fog corpse shattered into pieces when it was grabbed, and fell directly down the stairs, forming a pile of Arhats.

"What's going on with these fog corpses? They've run so far but are still chasing us." Yu Yunxiao locked the door to the rooftop and went to the balcony to look down.

The fog corpses on the west side of the fog have their own activity range. Unless they are attracted by blood, the five of them should have gotten rid of them long ago with their escape speed.

"There's no point in worrying about it now. To avoid more trouble, we can only kill them first." Su Ye put down the long stick wrapped in black cloth that he had been carrying on his back.

Xiao Jinsheng had long wanted to ask him why he carried a wooden stick with him and why he had to wrap it in cloth.

But thinking of Su Ye's bad temper, she didn't ask.

After all, the stick was two meters and two meters long, and she was afraid that Su Ye would untie the black cloth and hit her with the stick.

But as the black cloth opened, what appeared was not a long stick, but a saber.

The handle alone is one meter long, and the blade is one and a half meters long.

Xiao Jinsheng followed Su Ye's figure with surprise.

With a height of 1.86 meters and a 2.2-meter-long sword in his hand, his back alone gives people an oppressive feeling.

"How do you pull out such a long knife?" Xiao Jinsheng was only curious about this and asked Que Ze Lian quietly.

Su Ye heard it sensitively and turned around to look at her.

He threw the weapon into the air and spun around to kick it. The scabbard was kicked out in the air and stabbed downstairs, piercing through the necks of the fog corpses and stringing together the five fog corpses that were standing together.

Xiao Jinsheng lay on the balcony looking down, and raised his hand to touch his neck with some fear.

She remembered the original plot. The last one of the five men stabbed her with a knife, and Su Ye's knife stabbed her neck.

Xiao Jinsheng was a little scared, and quickly backed away from the balcony, bumping into Su Ye's arms as he walked forward.

She turned around to see who she had bumped into, and happened to meet Su Yesha's unexpectedly cold golden eyes.

"Que...Que Ze Lian..." Xiao Jinsheng's mind was filled with the thought that he and the fog corpse had been stabbed to pieces by his two-meter-two-long knife. His body was shaking, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Su Ye stretched out his hand and pinched her cheek, lowered his eyes and head, and asked: "Xiao Jinsheng, did you recognize your man's face wrongly, or did you call your man's name wrongly?"

"Ah——" Xiao Jinsheng quickly raised his hand to press his chest: "My heart hurts so much, don't scare me."

"If you scare me again, I will die in a fragile way for you to see."

In the past two days, Su Ye has become numb to Xiao Jinsheng's rogue behavior.

People are no longer as crazy as they used to be, where they would be beaten or scolded for no reason.

Now it has turned into mental torture.

"Whatever you want." Without replying, Su Ye supported himself with one hand and jumped down from the balcony. When he was about to land, he stepped on the head of the fog corpse as a step, turned in the air, and swept his long sword across, directly cutting the fog corpse that rushed within three meters in half.

Viscera and blood were scattered all over the floor.

The fog was thinner when I looked down from above. Although I couldn't see clearly, I could still make out the outline and smell the blood.

Xiao Jinsheng was so frightened that his face turned pale upstairs, but he still lay tightly on the edge of the balcony and forced himself to look down.

Since we are living in the end times, such bloody scenes will surely become commonplace in the future.

She had to get used to it first.

Fortunately, the fog was heavy, and the images she could see were like mosaics, which weakened the bloody impact a lot.

At the beginning of Suye, except for Yu Yunxiao who stayed to protect her, the remaining three jumped off the building.

But unlike Su Ye’s beheading, the attack methods of the other three men were not so bloody.

Mo Jiao summoned black fog and turned the fog corpse into white bones.

Huai Qing took out a sniper rifle and, under the cover of fog, easily aimed at the four-star fog zombies in the group of fog zombies and shot them one by one.

Que Ze Lian raised his hand and condensed a rain of red feathers.

Red feathers poured down, and each feather pierced directly through the mist corpse's temple.

But soon, Que Ze Lian discovered something was wrong.

He flew in the air, raised his hand, and a red feather wrapped in a star stone flew in front of him.

There is a star stone in the brain of every fog corpse.

"No? When did Que Ze Lian get so lucky?" Yu Yunxiao leaned on the balcony with both hands, looking at the pile of star stones lifted by the wind and placed in front of Que Ze Lian in shock.

Just as the two people on the balcony were sighing at Que Ze Lian's good luck, Mo Jiao's black mist scatters the white bones and also brings out star stones from the skull of each mist corpse.

Suye saw that the fog corpses killed by the two men all had star stones, so he stepped on the skull of one of the fog corpses and crushed it.

He poked with his long sword and found the star stone as well.

For a moment, the six people present had different expressions.

Even the speed of killing fog corpses has increased.

The battle lasted for fifteen minutes, and the four of them worked together to clear out more than three hundred fog corpses.

After the battle, Yu Yunxiao also went downstairs to help clean up the battlefield.

Every tasker in the Misty Continent has the dream of getting a star stone from the brain of a fog corpse.

Therefore, as long as they kill a fog corpse, they will not miss the opportunity to pry open its brain to look for the star stone.

But the result is that all of them are unlucky.

A star stone was found in every fog corpse killed today, which made the five men cleaning the battlefield feel like they were dreaming.

This pile of star stones includes 10 four-star stones, 23 three-star stones, 30 two-star stones, and 253 one-star stones.

There are exactly 316 fog corpses and exactly 316 star stones.

"Is it because we haven't been on a mission for half a year that the probability of the Mist Corpse dropping Star Stones has become 100%?" Yu Yunxiao wondered.

"Except for the one killed by Que Ze Lian, none of the other fog corpses around the villa last night had star stones." Huai Qing said.

He first glanced at Xiao Jinsheng, then spoke carefully: "Even the fog corpse killed next door, there is no star stone either."

"Are we so lucky? We were chased by the fog zombies for half an hour, and after killing them all, all we got were star stones." Yu Yunxiao was surprised.

"Chase and kill..." Que Ze Lian pondered, an absurd idea flashed through his mind.

He looked at Xiao Jinsheng, who was staring at the basin of star stones with curiosity: "If I have to say that the common point of the star stones found in the fog corpses' brains in the past two days is that they are chasing and killing."

"Can a fog corpse that loves to chase and kill people have star stones?" Yu Yunxiao asked.

Que Ze Lian shook his head, his eyes looking meaningfully at Xiao Jinsheng: "It's the fog corpse that's chasing her that has the star stone."

Xiao Jinsheng looked up in surprise.

(End of this chapter)