My Girlfriend is a Zombie

There was a murmur on the intercom, mixed with some weird voices of Yu Wenxuan: "Ling Mo... Don't die. * Literature Museum*"

He has always been awkward and has no seriousness. He speaks and does things his own way, and even reveals the spirit of mental illness.

But at this time, the words in peacetime are completely different. A little... the meaning of concern.

Ling Mo snorted a little, then smiled: "You suddenly I am not used to it! OK, let's come over!"

"Then you caught it!" Yu Wenxuan whispered, and then Lingmo heard a scream of "嗖", a heat wave coming from the front.

A figure in the flame was directly sprayed out, and "嘭" slammed on the wall. With this resistance, the body turned to a high-speed movement. "Ling Ge, this is your grandmother!" ”

"I am booking your sister! I just thought that you are actually a serious person, it really is my illusion..."

Yu Wenxuan’s snoring, Ling Mo suddenly relaxed and relaxed. However, he did not realize his own language disease at all... Yu Wenxuan’s only cousin is already his own, and this is no longer a reservation.

He will vent his anger at Yu Wenxuan on the attack on the grandmother's zombies. Hundreds of spiritual tentacles spurred out at the same time, encircling the entire intersection.

The grandmother’s zombie rushed into Lingmo’s tentacle network without any notice, and then felt a strong resistance coming from the front, blocking her way to catch up with Yu Wenxuan.

"what!"

A feeling of pain immediately came from the temple, and the silent eyes suddenly became big.

The grandmother’s zombie leaned against a pair of small feet, and the movement of the small step was very happy, but her power was shocking. In order to stop her, Lingmo is well prepared, but the results are still beyond his imagination.

The spirit of being extracted in an instant is like someone pulling a blood vessel. Then I pulled out and felt very bad.

Before the grandmother’s zombie reacted, the top of the tentacles in other idle states was simultaneously substantive, and the attack was launched from the other three directions.

This is Ling Mo's attack plan for the grandmother's agile movements, even the spiritual tentacles emerged from the ceiling and the floor. At the same time of launching the attack, the mental energy consumed by the masses made Lingmo's body soft and almost fell down. He quickly poured the spider queen's medicine in his hand into his mouth.

The strength of the old grandmother's zombies is indeed very strong, although she can't avoid it. But at the moment when the first tentacle pierced the skin, he slammed down and curled up like a ball and hugged his head.

She was skinny and skin tough. Ling Mo's tentacle can barely pierce the skin. If she doesn't curl up, Lingmo could have attacked her weaknesses, such as the eyes...

"What is a grandmother playing with!" A lot of mental power was frantically consumed with repeated attacks, even surpassing the speed of supplementation of the pharmacy, but it did not cause any fatal blow to the grandmother's zombies. Don't look at the old grandmother who has been covered in blood, but in fact she has not suffered any major harm. Ling Mo even concentrated more than a dozen tentacles and greeted her on the back of the head, but the grandmother was killed after the death. Just put both hands behind his head and put his forehead on his knees.

Her hands are no different from the dead bodies. After the silent tentacles are hit, they can make a dense "Dangdang" sound.

"You are practicing a gold bell iron shirt..."

Ling Mo is also a little anxious. In this way, his sneak attack becomes useless.

Yu Wenxuan has just accelerated the impact and has spent most of his physical strength. At this time, he is leaning against the wall not far away and gasping.

He looked at the grandmother zombie in amazement as if he had suddenly hit a transparent wall, and then there was a blood hole in his face. And then. She poses a defense, and her body quickly blooms everywhere. Blood flow is arrogant.

"Fuck! It turns out he is so fierce!"

Yu Wenxuan looked at Ling Ling, and just barely smiled, he stopped.

Ling Mo's face has become pale, although the look is still calm, but even Yu Wenxuan can see that his body has become soft, even shaking back and forth.

"I said, the grandmother's existence, down to the primary school students, all kinds of passers-by can easily kill, touch is enough to make people commit suicide, how can you stand up..."

However, even though this is said, Yu Wenxuan’s heart is still very shocking. At least his abilities are not worth mentioning in front of the grandmother's zombies, but Ling Mo can decisively take shots at this critical juncture and successfully cause continuous damage to the grandmother.

"No, this will continue to be the dignity of the big scorpion..."

His mouth was not serious, but when Yu Wenxuan supported the straight waist, his eyes had become very calm, and even some chills.

At this moment, his temperament is somewhat similar to Li Yalin in the zombie state. This appearance is also worthy of the name of the three captains of the Falcon Camp.

Yu Wenxuan, who was quiet and calm, took a deep breath and slowly walked toward the grandmother’s zombie in the defense.

His hands slowly opened, his face was solemn, and he said in a word and a word: "The soul of h is burning!"

"boom!"

The two flames immediately appeared below his palm.

At first, the color of the flame was very common, but as Yu Wenxuan's gasping sound gradually increased, the color of the flame became pure and translucent.

Until a part of the flame began to turn into blue, Yu Wenxuan had already been like a broken bellows.

Although his body is not affected by the flame too much, the corners of the trousers and clothes have begun to burn, and the residue has been falling continuously. The whole person looks like the burning fire.

No wonder he wants to use the word "burning soul" to imply that the flame that reaches this intensity is indeed burning his soul.

"Ling, I will help you!"

Yu Wenxuan screamed, this is also to remind Ling Mo, pay attention to cooperate with him.

Ling Mo’s attention has been concentrated on the grandmother’s zombies. At this time, he heard the shouting and looked up, and suddenly he was shocked.

"The trough, the evil spirit knight possesses..."

However, Lingmo also knows that this is Yu Wenxuan's last fight. His physical strength is actually not enough to support him to release such a big move. However, although human beings are weak, they have unpredictable potential. The adrenaline surge, the chance of instantly incarnation of the little monster is very small, but in the case of a dead dog, try to support for a while, most people can do it.

What is really difficult is that in this obviously unfavorable situation, you can still devote yourself to it without rushing back, instead of squatting and escaping.

The old grandmother’s zombie seems to feel that it’s not a bad thing. She tries to roll the ball directly to the side.

But Lingmo can make her wish, and more than a dozen tentacles will be rolled out again, nailing her to the place.

"Yu Wen, hurry!"

Ling Mo can't support it for too long. In fact, he now has the urge to make psychological hints to himself.

Because the human subconscious has a sense of protection for himself, and after experiencing the severe pain of spiritual bottoming, he will unconsciously avoid this situation from happening again. In other words, the less his mental strength, his subconscious will begin to control the intensity of mental output.

As for the overdraft...and not to mention the danger, he will not try, that is, his subconscious will not let him do this.

Some people may be able to avoid this situation after training, but Ling Mo is not listed here.

To do it on a temporary basis, you may only be able to make some strong psychological hints to yourself like Yu Wenxuan.

"Don't let me fall into that kind of **!" Lingmo shouted.

"Hey, in front of my face, that is the kind of **... I am very hurt!"

Yu Wenxuan’s face was already pale as paper, and he was constantly screaming. He struggled to grab the two flames and then pushed forward.

The two flames rushed directly to the grandmother's zombies like a rocket, then blasted at the intersection, and the blazing flame immediately drowned the place.

At this time, downstairs, the figure of two bodies had just been raised and looked up. I wanted to look upstairs through the ceiling: "Is it so fierce? Shouldn't it be, isn't it two human abilities?"

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