No matter what the animal will become if it is vaccinated with blood worms, Han Mo’s current problem is to overcome the current difficulties. The bumblebees are wandering in the air, making buzzing sounds. They have already mutated due to the infection of the twisting power, and then absorbed the blood of the second-generation zombies and performed a secondary mutation.

Although these bumblebees are small in size, they are also copper-skinned and iron bones, and are extremely fast. Their tail needles remove the barbs and pierce into others' bodies, they will release a blood sucking vessel that is almost the same as a zombie.

A bumblebee does not suck much blood, but once it is surrounded by a large number of bumblebee, the entire person's blood will be absorbed in a short period of time. In particular, Liu Yi also puts his blood worms into one or two special bumblebees, allowing the blood worms to enter the body of the ruling man, which will cause the ruling man's distortion and riot.

Han Mo used all his strength to cover up his magic and integrate himself into the environment. If these bumblebees were discovered, these bumblebees alone would probably kill him. Some bumblebees had even floated in front of him, and he could only hold his breath and wait for it to leave.

Fortunately, the bumblebees ran to the other side not long after. Han Mo felt relieved, but he still didn't dare to relax at all. He still lay there motionless. After waiting for a while, the bumblebees turned around and searched again.

Looking at the bumblebee that was moving away, Han Mo did not move at all. Even if no one was watching, he didn't want to move. He was careful to sail the ten thousand-year-old ship. According to the records of Xuanyin Corpse Refining Technique, when the sun was fierce at noon, even a second-level zombie would be extremely weak under the sunlight. Even if it was discovered at that time, the chance of escaping would be greatly increased.

Although it was only afternoon now, Han Mo's spiritual power was already insufficient. He silently circulated his spiritual roots and absorbed the twisted power in the air to replenish his spiritual power. He didn't believe that the enemy would give up so easily.

In the middle of the night, the group of buzzing buzzing bees flew out again and scattered to search the entire buzzing mountain again. After that, three more searches were conducted. Until the sun rose high, the buzzing bees that mutated due to the zombie blood became drowsy. The search slowly subsided.

As soon as noon arrived, Han Mo immediately ran to the top of the mountain, collecting the weeds on the top of the mountain that were blown by the wind all year round, and filling the baskets. Han Mo immediately ran down the mountain. He did not go to the purple forest group, which covered the sky and the sun. If it weren't for the large number of people, it would be more suitable for zombies as secret strongholds.

While still on the way down the mountain, Han Mo felt the cold eyes of the zombies. If it was not noon now, then a large number of zombies would probably rushed out and dismembered Han Mo.

When Han Mo passed by the mountainside, he could even see a man in black robe in the shadow on the other side, looking at him with a pair of green eyes. The next moment, the man in black robe flew over. The black robe on his body had a good ability to cover up, allowing him to gain a certain ability to move under the sunlight at noon.

Han Mo took off the small bottle on his waist, twisted the bottle cap with a blurry date of production, and a smell came out, aiming at Liu Yi, who was full of speed at noon, and splashed it out.

It seemed as if boiling boiling water was poured on someone, Liu Yi started to wail in pain. Even if he wrapped himself tightly in a black robe, it would be difficult to prevent the liquid from penetrated. After all, I have never heard of any zombie who is afraid of water before.

The zombie was covered in a scent of smell, and white smoke was emitted all over her body. Her movements were twisted and rushed towards the shadows. After jumping into the hollow, she threw away the black robe. The places where the golden holy water were stuck on his body were still smoking, and it became even more unpleasant to mix with the original scent of smell.

Han Mo breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, the boy's urine was extremely restrained against the zombies, but Han Mo also knew in his heart that the other party was a second-generation zombie. If it weren't for the daytime, that little boy's urine would basically not hurt the other party much. After all, he would not be a complete boy, after all, he was already nineteen years old.

With his backpack on his back, Han Mo followed a road and confirmed that he had escaped from the tracking range of the zombies, he became cautious again and erased his own tracks. Even if he had been lying for a day and hungry for a day, he did not relax.

Finally returning to his nest, Han Mo took out the hidden drink cup, carefully cut his hands, put the blood into the cup, and then added some water. He didn't have that much blood.

He first processed some edible food and drank Zilin Soup warmly. He felt warm all over. Han Mo looked at the wind-blowing grass that was soaking in the cup again. Because the cup was too small, he could only handle the wind-blowing grass slowly.

After drinking the soup, Han Mo changed the blood in the cup and ran to bed. The next morning, Han Mo woke up again.

After routinely checking the surrounding warning traps, Han Mo continued to deal with the wind and slaughter. He was the only one who bleeded blood, which was too much damage to his body, and it was not a long-term solution. In addition, there was a zombie incident again, so he rashly asked for blood, which may cause trouble.

"It's not okay to always kill people and get blood. You have to find a way to obtain a stable blood source." Han Mo thought, looking at some windbreakers that had been processed, there should be no problem with a pair of straw sandals, so Han Mo gave up and continued to deal with the remaining windbreakers.

Every grass must be treated with spiritual power. Han Mo rushed to start crafting his first pair of straw sandals. This behavior has nothing to do with him being called the Emperor in the future, it really.

Han Mo has good hands-on ability. After getting familiar with it, he quickly completed the weaving of straw sandals. Looking at the ugly straw sandals, Han Mo quickly put them on his feet. After mobilizing his spiritual power to slightly activate it, Han Mo felt that he was wearing wind all over his body. When he moved slightly, he was blessed by the wind. This effect was definitely not as weak as mentioned in the introduction.

After a small trial, Han Mo immediately added a layer of high-polluted grass outside the pair of straw sandals to cover the edible wind-blown grass inside. Otherwise, wearing such a pair of usable straw sandals would probably cause various problems.

"The zombies in Kushan probably have moved away, but even so, they are no longer suitable for picking wind and grass. The career of straw sandals seems to be good." Han Mo thought that his own pair of straw sandals had been soaked for so long and were close to zero pollution. It is naturally not so good to sell them to others. Low pollution or secondary pollution is good.

"Now Taoist priests cannot specify to absorb twisted power from objects, and the corrector will probably not reduce their own value to help them do these hours. I must use the beverage cup in the early stage to accumulate enough resources."
Chapter completed!