Creak!

When the iron door was completely pushed open, the flashlight in Ling Mo's hand was also "snapped" off.

Now that you have just had that bad feeling, then this unbridled use of light sources should stop.

Ling Mo doesn't want to be a live target. If possible, he is happy to be the one who targets.

All around instantly fell into complete darkness, and Ling Mo's perspective had turned to share with Ye Lian the moment he turned off the flashlight.

Although doing so will consume a little mental energy, and for Ling Mo at the moment, even a little mental energy is also very important, but this part of consumption must be paid.

But at the moment when the angle of view changed, Ling Mo didn't notice the red light that flashed in the dark.

"How dark..."

Although he has experienced it many times, it has to be said that Ling Mo is still a little unaccustomed to this feeling.

The picture seen through the eyes of the zombie is always covered with blood, especially in this dark environment, what you see is like thermal imaging.

However, these eyes are indeed much more useful than human vision. Even in this absolute darkness, where there is no light at all, you can see more clearly.

Behind the iron gate, there is a very wide space. At first glance, it really looks like a parking lot.

But no matter what it was originally used for, at least it is certain that it has absolutely nothing to do with the parking lot now

The ground was still covered with that kind of semi solidified mucus, and its thickness was much stronger than that of the corridor outside.

This means that in this space, more water corpses are secreting body fluids.

More Than This. The walls and ceilings are also covered with this mucus, and some are even dripping.

Everywhere came the light sound of "patter patter", and in this frightening environment. What is more unbearable is the feeling of stuffy heat.

"Like a steamer..."

This is not the time to express surprise. Ling Mo has to hurry up and act.

So he endured his nausea, lifted his legs and stepped in, complaining in a low voice.

Xia Na's voice came from behind: "aren't they steamers? Don't you think they're like soup dumplings?"

"... how can I treat soup dumplings correctly if you let me do this?" Ling Mo said gloomily.

"Haha..." Li Yalin smiled strangely for two times and said, "it doesn't matter. Anyway, filling soup bags or something has become history."

"The student sister has a good IQ! But she used it in the wrong place!" As Ling Mo spoke, he moved his feet hard and walked deep.

Although the head is constantly dripping that kind of white liquid. But thanks to the Zombie's eyesight, Ling Mo always hides in time.

But in this way, his moving speed immediately plummeted.

Let others wear glasses with distorted vision, and then look at the surrounding situation from other angles while walking in a straight line?

This feeling is quite awkward!

What's more pleasant is. Ye Lian likes to bow her head habitually. So occasionally her perspective will suddenly turn to a pair of jumping peaks

"Cough... Let me see where Yu Shiran is." Ling Mo said.

According to the schedule, Yu Shiran should have arrived here a few minutes ago.

However, in order to save mental energy, Ling Mo terminated the perspective conversion after his observation failed.

At this moment, he tried to find the location of black silk, but he still felt very vague, so he had to change his mind to the field of vision again.

But it's not so easy to change the perspective. These mucus shields the spiritual force too much

After tossing for more than a minute and sweating in a cold sweat, Ling Mo's "immediate" Scene finally appeared a little abnormal.

However, like a TV with poor signal reception, these pictures appear to be very incoherent. Intermittent, and a little vague

"This... Side..."

Yu Shiran's voice is also like a cassette. Ling Mo can only rely on half listening and half guessing.

A deep gully flashed across Ling Mo's eyes at the same time, and the deep gully was still shaking.

"Eh? Where have they gone?"

Ling Mo was surprised at first. When the picture shook and gradually became clear, he found that he had read it wrong.

It's a pair of rabbits "raised" by zombie Lori, but it's not the terrain

"Heisi, you are obviously a mother. Why does the perspective always stop in such a place? Is this the truth that you mutated into that and hung around someone's neck?"

Ling Mo grumbled roast a few words, and finally waited until black silk's perspective changed.

It seemed to look to the side. In the red picture, a large mass of blood appeared in front of Ling mo.

"Something happened?" Ling Mo was startled.

Black silk attached to Yu Shiran is obviously running, but the speed is not very fast.

Those blood stains seemed to be on her body, and listening to her heavy breathing, it was likely that she was injured.

Even if there is no injury, physical exertion is choking, which is already fatal for zombies.

It seems that their situation is not good. Maybe the enemy is stronger than they think

A leader zombie and two high-level mutant beasts seem to have fallen to the disadvantage. What is hidden in the parking lot?

"By the way... Where's Xiaobai?!" Ling Mo suddenly finds a problem. Yu Shiran was riding on Xiaobai before, but now he is running.

And there was no figure of Xiaobai in front of her and Heisi, and there was no movement behind her

"Sleeping trough, where's Xiaobai!" Ling Mo said crazily.

But the sad thing is that he can only unilaterally receive the "signal" from black silk, but he can't communicate freely with black silk.

How can a person and a bitch talk normally? Although Ling Mo really expects so

At this time, Yu Shiran said again, "what should I do? Should I go back and save it?"

It? Does it mean Xiaobai? Sure! Hurry back and save!

It's not easy to abduct a national treasure from the zoo, and it's getting longer and more popular... Such a normal mutant beast can't be gone anymore!

Ling Mo kept growling in his heart.

"Gulu Gulu..." there was a mental wave from Heisi, but Ling Mo didn't understand the content at all.

Yu Shiran nodded thoughtfully, "well, why don't you go to find Ling Mo first? But..."

Zombie Lori pinched her little chin. "Wouldn't it be better to take the opportunity to escape? I can't feel him watching us here."

"NIMA!" Lingmo angrily said, "I knew you were upset!"

Yu Shiran has been plotting to escape for more than two days, but I didn't expect her to be so persistent.

Aren't you a zombie! Can it be called a zombie to think about such a serious thing all day?!

"But Xiaobai..." Yu Shiran acts as Xiaobai's keeper every day, and seems to be reluctant to part with the mutant panda. "What about Xiaobai?"

Yu Shiran hesitated for a while, but just when Ling Mo thought she would resolutely sell her teammates, the zombie Lori suddenly turned around and said, "let's go and have a look!"

"Little poem ran..." Ling Mo couldn't help being moved. Who said zombies were inhuman?

"What if they lose both? Hehe, it's worth gambling!" Zombie Lori lifted a corner of her dress, revealing a pair of small feet in leather shoes, and suddenly began to accelerate

"..." Ling Mo was speechless instantly, but just when he wanted to see more for a while, suddenly a spiritual shock came from the darkness.

This is a stronger spiritual shielding force, and with a kind of aggression.

But unlike Ling Mo's kind of control, it is more inclined to destroy.

Caught off guard, lingmerton felt a burst of swelling pain in his temples, and the perspective conversion was immediately interrupted.

Not only that, he felt as if a storm was blowing in his mind, which made him feel paralyzed and seemed to lose control of his body.

At the same time, countless pictures began to flash from his mind. If it weren't for his mental energy, he might have lost his ability to think.

While still sober, Ling Mo immediately began to resist the impact.

Fortunately, this energy came and disappeared quickly. A few seconds later, this feeling of being impacted passed.

"Ah!"

Ling Mo covered his head and snorted in pain.

"Why... Why?" Ye Lian quickly helped him and asked with concern.

"It's all right..." Ling Mo frowned as he rubbed the center of his eyebrows. "It's just that someone bent the antenna."