Qin Weilan, who had never been treated like this before, was stunned. She looked at Han Yuran in disbelief, and then at Mo Hong. She was disappointed to find that their faces no longer felt sorry for her. Love and pity.
Han Yuran jumped up from the ground quickly in shock, unable to take into account the blood flowing out of his arms, because the zombies would not give them time to rest.
As long as you relax slightly, your life will be explained here in the next second.
Everyone tried their best, everyone wanted to live longer in the last days, even if they died, at least not to die so miserably.
Not even a whole body.
"what-"
A scream that resounded through the sky sounded from among the zombies. Mo Hong and Han Yuran turned their heads abruptly, only before they could see a bloody palm, their fingers clenched to the ground.
Then a bunch of zombies swarmed up and were eaten up by the people in the middle.
That was Qin Weilan who was dragged away by the zombies at some point!
"Ahhh!!"
Han Yuran's eyes were red. He hated Qin Weilan, hated her mercilessly, pushed him out to block the zombies, but never thought that she would die so easily.
Mo Hong had already rushed up first, almost deadly, his palms turned into blades, and wherever he passed, the heads of the zombies rolled on the ground.
But it was too late to kill all the zombies around.
Qin Weilan lay on her back on the ground, blood was flowing all over the floor, her still beautiful eyes were wide, and the fear in her pupils was too late to dissipate. At this moment, she will always freeze and will never fade away.
The haze of the sky reflected in her retina, and her body had been gnawed to pieces, and the bones were glued to flesh and blood, which looked like a murder scene.
Qin Weilan is dead, the way to die is exactly the same as the former Su Youmao.
Su Kui watched quietly, and suddenly felt bored. She was so deliberate and thought about it at the end. It was really meaningless.
What if there is a female lead system? What if Qin Weilan is willing to take the soul as the price
Thinking carefully is probably the reason.
That way, it will continue to be entangled day after day, and everyone will be trapped in a vicious circle, no one can return, and there is no way to escape.
Suddenly, there was a violent wind between the world and the earth, the car was creaking, and the zombies were staggered and almost unsteady. The green leaves were caught in the wind and fluttered in circles.
Everyone returned to their senses in horror, and saw a petite girl with arms outstretched, her black hair fluttering in the wind, her clothes horns being blown. Countless green leaves surrounded her body, spinning like a tornado, and then suddenly scattered, with a galloping killing intent, cutting to the zombie's neck.
Everyone was blown into an unstable footstep and had to squat down and hold the ground with their hands.
Only arrogant, standing steadily with his feet rooted, looking at the independent woman in front of her, her black hair fluttering, a trace of obsession that she could not even notice flashed in her phoenix eyes.
Almost at the moment when the group of zombies moved, countless leaves fell from the sky like flying knives, harvesting their heads accurately. For a moment, it really looked like purgatory on earth. The moment the head was cut off, the body of the zombie still seemed to be There was life convulsing, and black blood spurted from his neck.
Even if a big man saw the scene, he couldn't help but feel that a chill rose from the soles of his feet, and the whole person was still falling into the ice pool, and the blood and the heart were frozen together.