My Girlfriend is a Zombie

"What is this?"

Yin Jie looked up at the top of his head. In the night sky, this huge panda even blocked the moonlight and was coming to him at an incredible speed. .

Huge pressure made Yin Jie almost breathless. He widened his eyes and blurted out: "I have a..."

The word "go" has not yet been exported, and Xiaobai has already descended from the sky like a meteorite.

嘭——

Ground tremors, a large piece of dust accompanied by blood splashing around, banged!

When the dust is scattered and the blood is parked, the mutant panda slowly lifts a huge head, and the blood-red eyes seem to be faintly glowing.

Angry beasts, violent culling, relying on the original strength and body, directly crushing the enemy into pieces!

The mutant panda slowly supported the body, and the sticky blood was continually dripping down its hair.

It swayed his head violently, opened his mouth, revealing the cold fangs, like the beasts coming out of hell:

"Hey!"

"The trough!"

Lingmo hangs in the air and his eyes are already watching.

This panda is simply the embodiment of violence when it is not restricted by terrain.

Yin Jie is no longer good, and he should have some combat experience in closeness, at least better than ordinary people.

But it is such an enemy, but in front of the mutant panda, it is no different from the ant!

"Do you really only sell Meng's national treasure before the mutation?! It is not the day to hold the bamboo in front of the tourists in the daytime, in the night, wearing red ** in the trunk to practice boxing!"

After being sluggish, Ling Mo suddenly reacted and suddenly went crazy: "You are a fool! I am not letting you leave me alive! A lot of mental strength has been crushed by you! Do you have no softer? Is it the way to attack? Don't be so simple and rude..."

However, Lingmo realized that his request was somewhat difficult.

It has only been controlled for a few days, so soon it began to expect it to understand complex instructions, and to restrain the wild surname to do things according to their own instructions ... this is too strong it is difficult.

"This time even... oh, why don't you cut the cabbage?" Lingmo suddenly looked down at the little man below.

Xiaobai’s amazing performance not only made Ling Mo stunned, but even the chopped cabbage warrior was shocked.

He stared at the mutant panda not far from the big knife.

"Is it so awake? Since the ** controller has died..."

Ling Mo looked down at the little man and thought.

But he soon discovered that the mental state of the little man seemed a bit wrong.

The other small light group hidden in his spiritual light group not only did not disappear with the death of Yin Jie, but was gradually expanding.

"How is this going?"

Ling Mo immediately alerted him, and he turned his eyes to the blood and meat mud that was slammed by the mutant panda. Suddenly there was a slight hunch.

That Yin Jie is obviously the direct commander of this action. Is there anything he can do?

"Hehehehe..."

Suddenly, from the mouth of the little man, a very strange laughter was heard.

The laughter was intermittent and the tone was weird, as if the tape was stuck.

At the same time, the two groups of spiritual light groups seem to have merged together, and the spiritual strength of the small ones has skyrocketed!

A naked eye is invisible, but Lingmo can clearly see that the spiritual energy of "seeing" is centered on a small man, and the area is swept in a flash like a storm.

Ling Mo suddenly felt dizzy and swelled, and the spirit of the tentacles was immediately washed away.

He slammed down from the air, but at the moment he was about to land, a new condensed spiritual tentacle had already lifted him.

But before he touched the ground with his feet, a cold light came over to him!

"brush!"

The cold wind has not arrived, the wind has arrived.

The tingling sensation of the skin, the strong pressure of the spirit, makes Lingmo instantly have a feeling of suffocation.

A spiritual tentacle hooked the side of the street light pole, pulling Lingmo horizontally, avoiding the other side's sniper.

However, the action of the little man did not stop, and when he fell through the air, he used the force to make a flip, and the moment of landing fell.

This faint cold light is like a blue wave in the moonlight, but the beauty is beautiful, but it contains a deadly murder.

At the moment when the cold light swayed to the front, Ling Mo had suddenly pulled up, and while he was crossing the blade, he slammed into the front of the little man.

The little man leaned back and the big knife in his hand had been cut from the cross to pick it up.

Seeing that Ling Mo is about to be cut in half, he has already moved a distance forward, and his feet are close together and forcefully, "嘭" stepped on the face of the little man.

When he pulled up, several spiritual tentacles had already shot at the little man.

After the little man agilely evaded a few, he stood in the same place and looked at Lingmo.

Unlike his previous eyes, his "look" at this time is really staring at the silence.

Calm, it looks a bit polite, if it’s not the footprints on the face and the two noses that are slipping down the nosebleeds...

Ling Mo took a quick look at the mutant panda, this cargo has just been affected by the spiritual energy, I do not know why I rushed to the green belt on the roadside.

At this moment, his head is stuck between the two big trees, and the rounded **** is exposed, left and right...

"Ah... I have raised one of the two goods..." Ling Mo felt a sentence.

"Sure enough, you are not an ordinary mental abilities."

The little man speaks more smoothly than he did just now, but it gives the impression that it is a three-second repeater, as if someone had said something in his mind first, and he repeated one sentence:

"Does this mutant beast have a spiritual connection with you? Although I am not good at detecting weak spiritual energy, I just felt it in a flash. This will explain why my plan starts. It failed. It turned out that we didn't understand the essence of your power.

You can command this mutant beast, right? However, any abilities have certain limitations. I think, the quantity or distance should be the defect of your ability? ”

"Although it is subtly wrong to say a point, but the other is almost all..."

Ling Mo stunned.

The reason why the little man thinks it is "command" rather than "control" is obviously based on the performance of the mutant panda.

Speaking of "** control", it is generally considered to be the model of the puppet, and all actions of the prosecution are controlled by the ** controller.

Ling Mo did it at the beginning, but after trial and error and contact, he was able to maintain contact only, but he did not control the action.

This is not in line with the behavior pattern of the general ** controller, whether it is a mutant beast or a zombie, of course, it is completely controlled to be able to play combat power...

The situation that can be silenced is very special. He controls his girlfriend instead of treating them as fighting machines.

This point, even if there is a strong divergent surname thinking, it is hard to think of.

Although the little man saw some fur, he still didn't understand the essence.

"Speaking ‘I’... It seems that you have completely taken over the body of this cabbage warrior...”

Ling Mo sneered, said.

"Do not……"

The little man (Yin Jie) shook his head and said, "It’s just a fit. From the very beginning, I have treated you as a strong opponent. You can catch sniper bullets, then a sniper like me. How much more can it be used? So, I have to keep one more eye."

"fit?"

Ling Mo observed it, and probably had a certain understanding of Yin Jie’s ability:

If the previous small spiritual light group is used as a parasite, and Yin Jie is used as a mother... It is estimated that there should be some kind of conversion ability between the parasite and the mother.

"It is a fit, but your body has become like that... Are you not occupying the body of your companion?"

Ling Mo sneered, said.

The little man did not return, still staring at Ling Mo, calmly said: "In order to complete the task, a little sacrifice is also appropriate. What's more, this kind of fit, to deal with your spiritual abilities, is appropriate, Isn't it?" (To be continued.)