"Ugly!" Qiao Mu shot that zombie with another arrow up close.
The crow-gold arrow pierced the zombie's head but did not disrupt its core. Hence, it still lunged at Duan Yue to claw his face.
D*mn you! Duan Yue decisively pulled out a small and intricate firelock, aimed it at the zombie's head.
*Bang!* The zombie's head promptly caught on fire. After it got incinerated to ashes, a lustrous green core slightly bigger than a rice grain fell down.
Qiao Mu picked it up with her tweezers and threw it into her cloth sack. Then, she gave Eldest Qin, who had dodged to the sides of the corridor, a holler. "Lead the way!"
Everyone: "…"
Eldest Young Sir Qin shook his head helplessly as he shook his folding fan with a sigh. "How did I get involved with you little one."
