My Girlfriend is a Zombie

"call!"

Ling Mo quickly rushed his hand to pinch his eyebrows. At the moment of being attacked, he had already pulled out in time and did not suffer too much damage.

"No. 0..."

Although it is a temporary intrusion into the spiritual world of the other party, some things are seen through the other's vision, but the vagueness is like a layer of frosted glass, which is not really true.

It can be seen from the black-skinned suspected instruments and the twin flashing lights, which are likely to be wards, labs, or even factories...

"That hand... will it be that I am wrong?"

Ling Mo’s vision at the time should be the “No. 0” ontology.

As can be seen from the angle and distance, the hand is probably 0.

Because of the two eyes, the distance is close, Lingmo is more clearly seen.

It is full of wrinkles, pale as if it had just been removed from the preservatives, the most important thing is... it is very small!

Ling Mo looked down at his own hand and turned his head and glanced at the leaf love.

"The hand of the child... plus the crying... impossible!"

Ling Mo opened his brain for a moment, only to see one hand makes people care!

And it seems that 0 is either unable to move or it will not move...

And the last face I saw, though only for a moment, but with a silent neural response speed, of course, I immediately captured it.

Covered with scars, my eyes were shocked.

I don't know if it is an illusion. Ling Mo always feels that at the moment he pulled himself, he seems to look at this person...

"It’s just mental strength. The other side hasn’t invaded my spiritual world. It’s impossible to see me... Unfortunately, I didn’t kill the 0.”

This is just to think about it, the strength of the No. 0 is beyond the imagination of the silence.

In addition, it can give people the kind of "monitoring" in their minds, and they can also communicate in two directions, which is much more powerful than the eagle's hard work.

The abilities are so diverse, just spiritual, there are so many types...

"The downside is that the attack power is not strong enough, otherwise it will not be hurt by me."

Ling Mo quickly analyzed the basic situation of No. 0, and in the process of engulfing, Ling Mo also learned some situations from Seeaki and No. 0.

When the 0th appeared, Lingmo felt a great pressure for a moment.

But when he succeeded in counterattacking on the 0th, Ling Mo suddenly responded.

The other side is a big force that hides deep and is entangled, but the overall strength is strong, and it is impossible for the whole to be dispatched. It is a big fist to fight the silence.

The advantage of Lingmo is that his own strength is very strong, and not a person is fighting...

Moreover, it is still a period of Cataclysm, and communication and transportation are extremely underdeveloped.

In general, he is in the dark and the enemy is clear. Who knows who is still in the pit...

So there is danger, but it is not enough to scare him.

He looked down at Saki, who had only twitched, and his eyes flashed a bit.

......

Seeing Saki is a very strong person, not for power, but for power.

At first I wanted to be respected by the rest of the team, but then he began to enjoy that feeling.

Even in the face of a group of zombies, there is a chance to survive.

Even if everyone around him is dead, he is still alive...

This feeling makes him extremely fascinated, and even feels that he is the most special...

"I didn't expect to have such a black history... I don't think I would be stupid when I look back?" Ling Mo said in his heart.

However, as time went by, Izaki began to realize that he was too stupid.

While the power is getting stronger, the zombies are constantly evolving.

But what really changed his mind was a encounter with a senior zombie...

"Hey, see brother, there is a dry shop here!"

On a narrow, remote street, a group of people are carrying a variety of weapons and proceeding carefully.

One of the sharp-eyed men suddenly pointed out not far away, then looked around and looked at it. When there was no danger, he ran over excitedly.

"Don't run, feed!"

A girl shouted nervously and chased it out.

Not only her, but also other people, have ran over.

It can be seen from their vain footsteps that they have not eaten enough food for a long time, and any food can arouse their great interest.

And seeing Qia is at the end, no matter if he grabs it, these people will take the initiative to hand over the best things.

His existence is the guarantee that this group of people can survive.

However, at this moment, a chill suddenly came up from his feet.

He immediately turned back and looked behind him.

In the empty streets, there is nothing but some messy garbage.

"wind?"

He slowly moved a little, his eyes swept away at the door of the shops on both sides of the street.

Still not found... And in the dry goods store, there have been cheers and voices.

The girl’s harsh voice made him a little upset. Although there were no zombies nearby, it was very annoying to call it...

"Grass! Can't you call it! Don't eat it..."

Seeing that Saki had just turned around, he was suddenly sluggish.

The girl who was still screaming, was looking at him with a pair of dead gray eyes.

Her whole body was covered with blood, and her neck was almost completely disconnected from her head, like a rag doll, with a white hand carrying her hair.

And in the dry goods shop that was still noisy, there was no sound, only a blood flow flowed down the collapsed container...

The owner of the hand was a chaotic woman, about thirty years old, with a pair of red and white eyes staring at him.

In the days that followed, I saw the eyes always remembered...

"The leader-level zombie..." Ling Modao.

The red hazelnut is like two knives, deeply hurting Sasaki.

Two seconds? No... one second?

This senior zombie took a short one second to kill five or six survivors, and they didn’t even have time to call for help...

This speed and strength are far beyond the imagination of Seeaki.

Senior zombies! More advanced than all the zombies he met!

"It will be so shocking, it seems that the time is very early... It can be seen from the survivor's dress, a few months ago." Ling Mo analyzed.

"Hey..."

Seeing that Kawasaki swallowed, it made him feel a bit uncomfortable with his first perspective.

However, considering that this is his memory, even if he can't change his reaction now, he will have to endure it.

"Hey!"

The female zombie lost the body in her hand and then put a finger full of plasma into her mouth and licked it.

"call……"

Seeing the breath of Nagasaki, he realized that the gap between himself and the other side might be bigger than he thought.

Every move of the other party made him nervous, and his nerves were as tight as they would break at any time.

"People...human." The female zombie spoke, and she looked at Saki with her eyes.

This gaze is like a cat who sees a larger mouse with a small half brick.

Seeing Saki’s hand carrying a board axe, probably this is similar to the brick in the eyes of a female zombie.

"Having intelligence..."

Seeing the heart beats wildly, the zombies have intelligence, and it doesn't mean that they will let him go. It only means they are more dangerous and more difficult.

"What do you want? You can tell me." Seeaki is still trying to delay the time, and he slowly recedes toward the back.

"Well..." The female zombie didn't intend to communicate with him at all. "Well," he rushed to the past.

"Tm, you are going crazy! You tell me!"

Seeing Qia and screaming, while retreating toward the building behind, in this open area to fight with high-level zombies, he might as well jump off the building.

......

This female zombie is like a prey to catch up with the prey, chasing Nagasaki from time to time, and suddenly speeding up and pretending to scratch him, but has never really started.

While seeing Saki, while running wildly in the abandoned building, he was desperately screaming in his heart: "Grass and grass! To die!"

However, at this moment, a chain suddenly swept past him, and then "when" slammed into the female zombie.

At the same time, a soft sound, a black shadow flew past his side.

Seven or eight figures jumped out of the hiding place, each holding an iron chain in their hands and the other hand holding a gun.

These people don’t look at him. Only one of them simply said a word: “Roll.” (To be continued)