My Girlfriend is a Zombie

This voice is very slight, even if you stand in such an empty hall, you can only hear the vagueness.

Ling Mo held his breath and listened for a while, saying: "Like the sound of someone walking." After that, he turned back and looked at Xiaobai.

The mutant panda immediately noticed, and Tang Yan ran in the direction of the sound.

"I rely!"

Don Juan suddenly looked terrified, this is not to take him to explore the road!

But followed by a careful thought, Tang Yan burst into tears. The road is brought by him. It is also their "land". Lingmo will do this. Isn’t that taken for granted? Just can't see it! I didn’t expect this kid to do this kind of thing, and he’s quite familiar with it...

"You can't think about it a bit?! Even if you just hesitate!"

While Tang Hao snarled in the heart, Xiao Bai had already passed through the hall and came to the door of a room.

The sound is coming from behind. But the strange thing is that the distance between them and the sound source has been shortened. When they are close to listening, they still give people a feeling of erraticness. It’s as if someone is standing in front of you and talking to yourself, but no matter how close you are, it’s just not really good.

And not just "footsteps", before and after the door, you can hear another more awkward movement.

"Oh...hey..."

This sound is weaker than the "footsteps", but it is continuous.

"Someone is shaking the door..." Tang Yan licked his lips dry.

Of course, the one that is shaken will not be the one in front of you. The more you do, the easier it is to feel depressed and nervous...

There is a gap between the doors. Probably only **** wide. Xiaobai paused a little in front of the door. Then I approached the past with this door slit...

"Wait... wait! This is too sloppy!"

Tang Yan watched the black crevice swallowing himself. The whole person suddenly froze.

Indeed... compared to Lingmo, he knows a lot more here... but because of understanding, he will feel horrible!

"And... after the plan is launched, no one knows what it will look like... even if it is normal, we will try to avoid coming here..."

At this time, Tang Yin and the former "that" are obviously not the same person. He is more cautious and more timid, especially in the case of this self-protection...

When his body hit the door. When he was forced to squeeze the door open, Tang Yan’s face had completely become pale.

He almost closed his eyes subconsciously, until he could not feel the presence of the door, and slowly opened a gap.

"Aha……"

This is followed by a very narrow corridor, dark and silent.

Probably because the breathing was too heavy, he couldn't hear the slight noises for a while.

There are several skylights on one side of the corridor, most of which are closed, with only a very weak light coming out of the gap. Looking through the light, you can see a lot of vague outlines. There are still a lot of things in the corridor. But it is this looming feeling that adds a bit of repulsive atmosphere.

Just took a look. Tang Hao almost screamed out.

But after a few seconds he calmed down and swallowed hard, saying to himself: "Nothing..."

Then there was another subtle footstep coming from behind, and it quickly reached his side.

"Is the source of the sound not here?" Ling Mo looked around and said.

He turned his head and saw that Tang Yan was glaring at him with sorrow.

This kind of sinful look is a little different from before. There is not much madness, but anger is overwhelming.

"You seem very upset?" Lingmo asked.

"Do you want to kill me like this?" Tang Yan whispered, "I gave you so much intelligence..."

"If I was caught by you, what would you do? In fact, I don't have to say that I know that torture is inevitable. I will use my peers to lead me out, and then kill them one by one." Of course, the things I am doing now are almost the same," Lingmo said.

"So, you are not a good person..." Tang Yan bit his teeth.

"It depends on how you understand it. Sometimes you can do good things without being a good person. The standard of good and bad is different for everyone. Just like you, although you don't like zombies, you are eager. Their power. So in your mind, is the zombie an evil creature or a more advanced one?"

"You will pull it..."

Tang Hao still wants to say something, but finds that Ling Mo has gone towards the end of the corridor.

"Mom, it's better to have a monster to kill you!" Don Juan said darkly.

However, he knew in his heart that if there was any danger here, it would have been led out by him.

Although he has no fighting power at this time, as a bait, it is quite perfect.

Living people, the whole body is blood... This is simply an enemy artifact...

"This building is being refurbished..."

Ling Mo looked up and looked at it secretly.

On the top of the head are all the ceilings that have been dismantled, and there are many traces of paint on the walls. Half of the wires are dragged on the wall. At first glance, it is like countless slender snakes twisting together. Like.

"This is quite scary at a distance." Ling Mo went to a ladder and then reached out and touched the dust.

As for the floor, there are also a lot of decoration materials, so it is difficult to see if there are any new footprints and the like.

If time is sufficient, you can look it up carefully, but now...

"Sure enough, here." Ling Mo looked up and looked to the front.

In terms of length, this half of the corridor is obviously shorter, which means that most of the stairs are here.

On the other hand, it is likely to be an elevator, which is completely dead for them.

Things like Rosen will not happen, as long as you look at it and still renovate it.

The situation inside the wall is easy to expose, and its thickness is not the same as that of Rosen... To survive in the interior of this building, I am afraid that I must first evolve myself into a strip...

"For example, if a certain part is infinitely extended, or even completely changes its own function, and at the same time degenerates the limbs to a situation similar to a crocodile... It is terrible to think about it."

Ling Mo mouth sighed, but his feet had already walked to the end of the corridor.

"Ok?"

Seeing that he was about to step into the door, Ling Mo suddenly paused.

"Oh...hey..."

The sound was still echoing in the corridor, and when Lingmo stood at this point, it suddenly had a strange feeling.

"It’s weird..." (to be continued.)