Godly Choice System

1Igniting a large amount of gasoline was not useless. Although the fog still blocked his five senses, Lee Yun's Divine Sense could now spread to five meters away. It was much better than being restricted to two meters!    

    

"Someone's there?" Zhao Tianfeng waved the Crescent Double Blade. The sharp blade cut through the air and made an ear-piercing sound. She smiled and said, "I am afraid it is the zombie that was driven by the idiot hiding in the fog. This time I will help. . . Uh, you help me light the fire. "    

    

At the end of her words, Zhao Tianfeng's fighting spirit, which was originally surging, suddenly became dispirited.    

    

Without Lee Yun's help, she could not even see her surroundings clearly. How could she still act cool?    

    

"Hahaha. "    

    

Lee Yun laughed out loud. "Alright, Xiaomeng, continue to light the gasoline and burn the surrounding fog. I will control the flames. Oh, right. These are not called zombies. They should be called puppets. Puppets in the fog are more suitable. "    

    

Although zombies were similar to these things, they had an evil and evil aura. This was the source of the power that drove zombies.    

    

And these puppets didn't have any evil aura or other things on them. They hid in the thick fog silently, almost merging with the fog. The source of the power was also the thick fog. This was the intrinsic difference between them and zombies.    

    

"In any case, it's about the same. " Zhao Tianfeng muttered.    

    

"It's a lot worse. Anyway, what Brother Yun said is right ~" Hu Xiaomeng giggled as she took the gasoline that Brother Yun handed over. She opened the lid and poured it on the ground. She drew a match and threw it down. This match was given to her by Lee Yun. Otherwise, it would be very difficult to buy it now.    

    

Boom!    

    

The gasoline was ignited and flames erupted, illuminating the surroundings. The thick fog was dispersed and Zhao Tianfeng saw the zombie hidden in the fog. No, the puppet.    

    

Their faces were pale and their movements were stiff and slow. Some of them were almost indistinguishable - these puppets were the second generation and the few innates they killed on the way. Zhao Tianfeng was surprised to see that the Yuwen Family's men of sacrifice were among them. Their severed limbs were reattached and they even picked up the blades from their previous lives.    

    

"Eh?" Hu Xiaomeng saw a familiar face. "Yuwen Huayu is also among them. Aren't they in the same group? But. . . Hmph, forget it. This person is too detestable. It's good that he's dead! "    

    

Yuwen Huayu had been her classmate for a long time. Now that she saw his dead body still swaying in front of her eyes, Hu Xiaomeng's mood was somewhat complicated.    

    

"No Grandpa Zhao, and no bodyguards from your family. "    

    

Zhao Tianfeng's tone was calm. After seeing her surroundings clearly, her suppressed desire to kill was ignited once again.    

    

"Kill!"    

    

With a move of her feet, Zhao Tianfeng's tall figure turned into a gust of wind and rushed into the group of corpse puppets. With a thought, she released the skill in her weapon.    

    

"Crescent Moon Cycle!"    

    

Both blades were thrown out and the rapid rotation made the two crescent shaped weapons turn into two bright full moons. Hu Xiaomeng widened her eyes. It was as if she saw the moon falling into the group of monsters. It rolled back and forth and recklessly released rays of white light!    

    

"Clangclangclangclang!"    

    

The sharp moonlight danced and rotated, cutting countless monsters into pieces. Yuwen Huayu's corpse turned into hundreds of pieces and fell to the ground.    

    

If the Minghua Middle School students who knew him saw him, he didn't know what kind of expression they would have.    

    

The dignified Yuwen Family's young master actually died twice, not even leaving a complete corpse behind!