Chapter 133： 7.20 Face-slaying Saviour

Degeneration is a very simple matter. When you have thoughts of vanity and ambition hidden in your heart, you start to be jealous, start to consider gains and losses, and start to make yourself a demon without knowing it.

Zhuoyue Ye is such a person. He would rather live with someone else's body than enjoy the so-called blessing and glory. He was like a living dead, and his soul had decayed.

In Gu Yunxi's eyes, he was many times more miserable than those of the walking dead.

"Give me back your body! Give me back! You mean me! Please, let me go back, let me go back. Brother, help me."

As Gu Yunxi gradually approached Song Zihe's team, he clearly heard the cry and cry of another soul in Song Ziqing's body.

Song Ziqing is struggling and struggling with his soul.

The young man's eyes narrowed slightly and he smiled softly.

Only when he is in **** can real consciousness be realized. He pitiful Song Ziqing, but he will not help him because of sympathy. Each path is your own choice. When you go wrong, correct it yourself.

Zhuoyao Ye stared gloomily at Song Zihe's back. His eyes were red, and the flames of anger were almost gushing out. He gritted his teeth so hard that he couldn't help but have a regret. If it had been known that Song Ziqing's status in the Song family was so insignificant, he would surely wait until the base to make a deal with the system.

Song Zihe's identity like this is what he really wants.

At present, other people are not valued everywhere, and there is no opportunity for performance. When can I get the respect and respect of others? !! He has a spiritual spring, space, and fire abilities, which is supposed to be the most glorious one.

Song Zihe fluttered a sentence and rejected his proposal. Why?

he does not want! He is not reconciled!

"Little Master is fascinated again, note that we are almost at our destination." The atmosphere is too dull, I don't know which one of the powers spoke casually, and everyone laughed.

Without any malicious intent, it's just a pure good joke.

Zhuo Yeye's face changed, and she sneered silently. This task is a good opportunity for him, this group of people should be damned! He will clear all obstacles and sweep all Song Zihe supporters.

He waved his hand again, and the misty white mist slowly appeared on the street, slowly covering everybody like smoke.

"Fuck, why is it fogging?" A male psionicist cursed and rubbed his eyes.

In this environment, the car can no longer continue to travel. The crowd had to park the car aside and get out of the car and walk the last way.

Song Zihe frowned, and a weird feeling rose from his heart.

I chose to act at this time because of the weather. The weather at this time is the mildest time of the year. There will be no obstruction to the sight. It is very convenient for them to observe the surrounding environment in order to avoid danger.

The white mist appeared inexplicable.

His eyes darkened, and his vigilance increased instantly. The slender fingers curled up slightly, and the sharp ice edges had gathered in the palm of the hand, preparing for unpredictable danger.

Gu Yunxi was sitting on the balcony of a high-rise building with his chin in his eyes, and he looked at the events happening under his eyes, and glanced at Zhuo Yeye, who was hard-eyed and smiled.

Tian Dao Xuan really isn't ordinary. From a college student who had just emerged from the ivory tower, Zhuo Yeye has now been able to kill a dozen people with a cruel intent.

At the beginning, he did not know how many years of abuse and unfair treatment he had experienced, and finally decided to take up the sharp sword in his hand and protect himself with killing.

The young man's eyelids were lifted lightly, and he licked his red lips. He smiled a little, but his handsome appearance had become more handsome. Suddenly his eyes narrowed and he snapped his fingers.

coming!

Five mutated zombies with blood-red eyes led countless zombie claws to hide in the mist. Under the cover of the mist, they quietly approached Song Zihe's team.

Mutant zombies are different from ordinary zombies. Although they are still faceless, they have obvious wisdom, and they can not only communicate with ordinary zombies, but even control them.

However, even with sages, zombies are still zombies, and humans are the food on which they depend. When their teeth gnawed at the fresh flesh, there was no guilt.

A zombie like Gu Yunxi who is very similar to humans after mutation and does not have to live on flesh and blood, it is estimated that he is the only one.

In Wu Tiancong's laboratory, studying viral vaccines is just a side task. What he really wanted to achieve was a drug that would make zombies human again.

"Roar, roar!"

Zhentian's roar sounded around the crowd, and the zombies with yellow, yellow, green and green disgusting liquid roared towards them.

The leaders were fast, and several breaths appeared beside them. Scarlet eyes stared at the human power team.

Song Zihe turned abruptly and shot all the ice edges in his hand. The sharper spires than the sword were inserted into the heads of dozens of zombies. Only one of them was a mutant zombie, and the other mutant zombie escaped his fatal blow.

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His strength is amazing and admirable, but for the team's current situation is a waste of money.

At this moment, there are thousands of zombies that appear here, and dozens of them are just nine cows and a hair, not to mention that there are four powerful mutant zombies in the middle of this group of cannibals.

"Song Song, get out!"

The old seventh of He Baihan's team fell into Song Zi and his ears. The man stumbled for a moment and immediately deflected his body.

A huge fireball exuding blue-yellow flames passed from his hair tip, and the fierce burning tongue of fire instantly wrapped around a dozen zombies around him.

The handsome man looked at the zombies engulfed in flames and was shocked, his eyes widening because of fear. He didn't realize that so many zombies were hiding beside him. Would it be possible for him to be alive without being reminded?

Song Zi and his pupils shrank, took a deep breath, and reluctantly calmed the beating heart.

No one can live without fear of death. Even the braveest warrior in the world, at the moment of death, will feel the fear of death in his heart.

"My mother, how old this zombie is for you, Song Dao." Lao Qi's eyebrows were tightly twisted, and he fired a gun at the zombies that rushed forward and forward, shouting to the man next to him.

"Song Song, I can only use the trick just once. In this case, it is better to give up the task."

God knows how they met a tide of zombies just as soon as they reached the hinterland. Song Dasao's luck is too bad!

His abilities are not so high-level, such a powerful move, you have to stop using it once. If it weren't for the situation that just happened, he wouldn't allow him to think about it, he would definitely not choose to exhaust his power in an instant.

"Thank you," Song Zi said with a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

Then he looked blankly at the zombies rushing towards him fast, conveying his orders to his subordinates with a heavy expression, "I'll take them away, and you should collect the supplies!"

When the faith in his heart met death on the narrow road, he still overcome the fear of death. If he chooses to flee now, then in the future, he will only become a living dead person, no longer remorse for this moment's decision.

"Song Shao!"

The mist gradually disappeared, revealing an expression unacceptable to everyone.

"This is the order." Song Zihe's voice became very calm. He glanced at his pale face and said loudly, "If I live, I will meet you. If I die, tell my father, c The future of the base must be handed over to He Baihan. Now, go! "

When his voice landed, he immediately activated the power, and for a while, the ice awl flashed towards the zombies around him. He wants to make a way for his subordinates to leave.

However, the fangs with ragged mouths did not give them the opportunity to escape the battlefield, and the fierce attack made everyone overwhelmed. The impervious attack of the zombies made it difficult for them to move.

Pretending to be afraid and hiding behind Song Zi and Zhuo Yeye, his eyes became darker. His eyes were lowered, covering the malice inside.

go? No one can walk except him with Lingquan Yupei. Accidental experiments made him discover the biggest secret of Lingquan. Song Zihe and the negated "key" to end eschatology

So he killed this man and his minions for the benefit of mankind.

Zhuoyi Ye used this reason to cover the evil in his human nature.

The roar of the mutant zombies sounded. These zombies were as if they had been drilled in advance, and they were blocked in all directions.

Lao Qi touched the bullet in his pocket and cursed.

The abilities gradually dried up, and their subordinates became exhausted. They were completely at a disadvantage, and they were forced to retreat to the corner by the zombies to escape.

Song Zihe knew that he was about to face casualties. He clenched his fists, and sank, "Protect yourself." All he could do was so pale.

At this time, hundreds of white lights penetrated the zombies that roared at them like sharp swords. This group of monsters seemed to be very afraid of these white lights, and immediately stopped the attack, and dodged in confusion.

"What are you doing? Attack?" Gu Yunxi stepped over with a smile, his fingertips flashing white light that made the zombies mess up.

He waved his hands at will, and cut the body of the zombie into a pile of disgusting pieces of meat.

The young man wrinkled his nose, glanced at the things on the ground, shook his head slightly, then changed the way of attack, and chose to cut off the entire zombie's skull.

But in just 20 seconds, he killed hundreds of zombies alone, saving a dozen lives.

The shadow of death finally disappeared, and Song Zi's uneasy heart finally fell. He stared at the strange young man in front of him, his expression infatuated.

"Song Song, how's your person?" Gu Yunxi kicked the headless zombies under the kick and approached Song Zihe slowly, his lips twitched slightly.

"Why do you say that." When this man walked in front of him, Song Zihe felt the bulging from his chest. This feeling made him look slightly unnatural.

"There are people in the team who dare to use their poisonous hands." Gu Yunxi patted Song Zihe's shoulders, his eyes flashed, and his eyes fixed on Zhuo Yeye's complexion.