Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 522 Cold-blooded Zombie Queen vs. Cute Lop Rabbit Leader 41

Quan Jiu could clearly see that his eyes were slightly red from the pain, and the tears were hanging at the end of his eyes, as if they would roll down like beads that had fallen off the thread in the next second.

Long Yan grabbed her hand tightly, suddenly remembered something, and said urgently: "Zhuo, run quickly, I can't beat them..."

Every time he said a word, his muscles pulled at the wound, and he gasped in pain.

His memory still remains before he transformed into a beast.

Quan Jiu lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his tone was complicated, lighter than a feather:

"...Seventeen, you have already beaten them."

Long Yan was stunned: "Really?"

"real."

Quan Jiu quietly bandaged his wound, but Tang Sui noticed that her hand bandaging the wound was shaking.

Tang Sui's eyes turned red and he looked away.

Long Yan had no idea how bad his current appearance was.

The surrounding meter was covered with blood that he had shed. The blood soaked the earth red, covering the original dark yellow color of the soil.

He had dozens of fist-sized wounds all over his body, and his whole body was like a piece of rotten flesh, lying on the ground dying.

"That's good……"

The tense nerves finally relaxed, and a wave of sleepiness came over him. Long Yan smiled and muttered twice, and fell into a deep sleep.

…

Without the leading high-level zombies and alien species, the rest of the low-level zombies became headless flies, scurrying around. After a while, they were scattered in all directions by humans and eliminated separately.

There were originally sixty humans living in the hotel, but after the battle, only five people were left scattered, all covered with injuries.

Second floor.

A first aid session had just ended in the room.

After Quan Jiu checked Long Yan's vital signs, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Jing Che's eyes were red and he was too lazy to argue with Quan Jiu: "How is Brother Seventeen?"

Quan Jiu: "I can't die for the time being. I just lost too much blood. I need to take good care of myself."

After bleeding so much, a normal person would have died a long time ago. It can only be said that Captain Long is indeed not an ordinary person.

Tang Sui pushed the wheelchair closer and handed her a towel: "Sister, wipe your hands."

When Quan Jiu reached out to take the towel, she realized that her hands were full of blood. She looked down and found that her blue shirt was also stained red with blood. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it belonged to her or Long Yan's.

She stood up and said, "I'm going to change clothes."

…

After changing clothes and coming out, Quan Jiu's brain regained its composure.

She looked around and suddenly asked: "Where is Lao Wang?"

Jing Che and Tang Sui were both stunned.

yes.

Where is Wang Jingyang?

The zombie wave has receded and the hotel is temporarily safe, but why doesn't he come out yet?

Quan Jiu frowned: "You guys keep an eye on Qi Qi, I'll go find someone."

After some searching, she finally found the unconscious Wang Jingyang in the utility room on the fifth floor.

Also lying with him were Xiaoye and Song Lan.

Wang Jingyang opened his eyes and saw Quan Jiu's familiar face. The next second, he hurriedly got up and looked for Song Lan's shadow.

When he saw Song Lan's gray eyes and the dense spider silk patterns on his face, he looked at Quan Jiu for help:

"I don't know what happened. When I entered the room, Xiao Lan looked like this."

Song Lan looked at Quan Jiu in confusion and touched his face: "What do I... look like?"

Wang Jingyang sighed with emotion:

"I thought she had turned into a corpse at first, but I didn't expect that she, like Xiaoye, retained her self-awareness."

Song Lan's situation is many times better than Xiaoye's.

Except that her body looks like a zombie, her thinking ability and behavior are the same as those of a human being.

Quan Jiu knew clearly in his heart that it was her blood that had played a role in turning Song Lan into a half-human, half-corpse state.

She handed Song Lan a mirror: "It's okay, not ugly."

The lines on her face are very light. At a glance, her skin is a little whiter than that of humans, and her eyes have turned from black to gray.

Song Lan only glanced at it and handed the mirror back to Quan Jiu.

"Forget it, I'd better stop watching. The more I watch, the more uncomfortable I feel..."

Several people went down from the fifth floor. When Quan Jiu passed by Song Cian's door, he opened the door and walked in.

Wang Jingyang is still explaining:

"He was asleep and couldn't be taken away, so I simply found a room to hide him..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw an empty big bed.

He was shocked: "How could this happen, human being?"

Quan Jiu's face was solemn: "What did you encounter on the fifth floor? Why did you suddenly faint?"

Only then did Wang Jingyang belatedly remember the memory before he fell into coma. He frowned and recalled carefully:

"I seem to have encountered a very powerful zombie... Strange, my head is getting more and more painful..."

Whenever he thinks about it, his head will feel a dull pain.

Quan Jiu: "Can you remember anything else?"

Wang Jingyang covered his head in pain:

"It seemed like someone asked me where the man was... I don't know what I said, but he fainted anyway."

Quan Jiu had no choice but to look at Song Lan: "What about you, Xiaolan, can you think of anything?"

Song Lan shook his head: "As soon as I woke up, I saw Grandpa Wang rushing to find me. We went to the fifth floor to take refuge together. I have no memory of what happened next..."

She probably fell into coma earlier than Wang Jingyang.

Quan Jiu stared at the empty bed, thoughtfully.

Song Cian was seriously injured, and there was a wave of corpses outside. It was impossible for him to leave on his own.

It couldn't be people from the research institute. If they really had such great ability, they would have caught up with them and snatched the people back.

In connection with tonight's obviously premeditated attack, a bright light flashed in her mind.

"The person who took away Song Ci'an should be the person controlling the zombie wave tonight."

Jing Che was a little confused: "The people behind it are so powerful that they can control the zombies, why are they trying to rob a human?"

Quan Jiu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly: "You have to ask the people at the research institute."

She had a hunch that the people in the institute and the mysterious man had the same purpose.

…

Thousands of miles away.

In the ancient black castle, a figure turned his back to everyone, sitting elegantly and dignifiedly on a throne of thorns, surrounded by spreading vines and green branches.

Small white flowers bloomed on the green vines, full of vitality, becoming the only bright color in the lifeless castle.

The vines spread all the way to the bottom of the steps.

In the palace, there are high-level zombies and alien species standing in two rows. Compared with the few people who attacked the hotel tonight, the power fluctuations around the group of people in the palace are significantly stronger.

Suddenly, a figure came back from outside the palace.

"King, I brought the person back."

The man has handsome and deep eyebrows and an impeccable temperament. He is wearing a holy white suit, with a bright red rose in bud in his chest pocket.

Catching a glimpse of the blood on the alien's hands, he narrowed his black eyes and felt an overwhelming sense of oppression crushing every alien in the hall:

"You took action?"

It was clearly a calm word, but all the monsters present felt their hearts tighten.

(End of chapter)