The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 459 The power of Yama

But the moment the power went out, Mo Jiu knew that he could not continue to stay in the room doing nothing and lie down until the end of the world.

Because it was indeed possible to win by lying down at that time. As long as the zombies were scientific, there was no need for the army to take action, and they would probably rot away on their own.

But now it seems that zombies may not be particularly scientific...

People from other worlds, zombies, supernatural powers... none of them are separated from common sense. If the three appear together, and you try to explain them with normal logic, you are really deceiving yourself and others.

Early the next morning, Mo Jiu and Yan Luo came to the window, opened the window, and looked downstairs again after many days.

The two people's expressions changed instantly, and they saw a dozen figures walking on the cobblestone road.

In this situation, it is impossible for anyone to dare to take a leisurely walk outside, so it is self-evident what these figures are.

Unexpectedly, their community has fallen to this point, and no one is here to deal with it.

"I want to commit suicide." Mo Jiu suddenly said.

Yan Luo said suspiciously: "Huh?"

"I want to test their mobility and how they can identify the environment."

With Yan Luo's approval, Mo Jiu immediately took action, found a jade bracelet worth ten yuan that would be difficult to use in the future, and threw it downstairs.

Snapped.

There was a crisp sound in the distance, and the dozen zombies caught the movement and immediately ran towards the place where the jade bracelet was broken at extremely fast speeds.

There is no sign of any stiffness in the body at all.

Mo Jiu was silent for a moment and immediately gave up the idea of ​​killing one.

His fighting ability, let alone fighting a group, even if it is 1v1, the final result is to join them and become one of them.

There is no way, not long ago, this was a peaceful society.

Yan Luo saw some of Mo Jiu's thoughts: "You want to... kill them?"

The word 'kill' came out of Yama Luo's mouth, and there was a real contrast. Mo Jiu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "With this idea, I want to see if there is anything in their bodies."

"what?"

"I don't know." Mo Jiu shook his head.

Because he had read many novels, he had these ideas. What kind of zombies have crystal nuclei in their heads? When you kill the zombies, a panel will appear showing how many experience points you have gained, what your current level is, and so on.

Yama was silent for a moment: "I can go."

"No!" Mo Jiu lowered his voice, but his tone was still sharp, and he stared at Yan Luo with a serious look, "You can't go."

How could he trust Yama to do such a thing?

"With that little flame in your palm, what can you do with them..."

Before he finished speaking, a black flame suddenly appeared in Yama's palm, burning fiercely.

Mo Jiu was forced back several steps by the scorching heat and looked at Yan Luo in disbelief: "You...you have recovered?"

"Yes." Yan Luo said softly, but his eyes were slightly lowered to prevent him from seeing his eyes.

She didn't know that the color of her pupils had changed at this moment, but she knew that the look in her eyes at this moment must be strange to him.

It seems that every time she uses her power, her memory will be revived.

Although she was still the same person no matter whether her memory was revived or not, she always felt that she would probably ignore Mo Jiu after recovering her memory.

I don’t know how long I have been ruthless and indifferent. How can it be replaced by being with a man for just ten days?

What Yama can do is try not to use his strength and not let himself become ruthless.

But at this moment, Mo Jiu obviously needs her power.

Comparing the two, Yama chose the latter.

Because it's still early for her memory to fully awaken, it doesn't matter if she uses some power.

"Take it back quickly."

Mo Jiu couldn't bear the scorching heat anymore.

Yan Luo lowered his head and looked down at the group of zombies gathered together. He clenched his fingers slightly, and the flame in his palm became more solid and gradually took on a fixed shape.

Then, she gently threw it downwards.

Mo Jiu couldn't restrain his curiosity, and as the flames disappeared and the heat disappeared, he hurried back to Yama Luo and looked out the window.

He happened to catch the fireball falling between the group of zombies. There was no huge sound. It was as if the snow met fire and the ice and snow melted. The group of zombies melted away silently, leaving only a pool of scarlet liquid.

Stay where you are. Mo Jiu can still faintly catch a burning smell, like barbecue...

"Ugh..." Mo Jiu quickly closed the window to prevent the disgusting smell from floating in again. He took a deep breath to suppress the nausea and nausea in his heart.

Then he looked at Yama Luo: "Is this a supernatural power, or..."

"This is my own power." Yama explained.

Mo Jiu's eyes were a little dazed, truly shocked by Yama's power.

Compared with hers, his powers were like fireflies, there was no comparison at all.

"How long have you been practicing?" Mo Jiu asked.

Through Mo Jiu's few words, Yan Luo already knew what background he thought she was, and she followed the trend and regarded it as her true life experience.

"Starting from the age of five...twenty years."

Mo Jiu swallowed his saliva and admitted that he regarded her as a spoiled young lady whose training was only used to strengthen her body. It was because of his ignorance...

"By the way, don't you want to know what's inside these zombies? There's nothing."

Mo Jiu said slowly: "Have you ever thought that even if there is something, it will be burned by you?"

"Uh..." Yan Luo's expression froze. It was really possible. She didn't know the power of the flame at all now, she just controlled it so as not to hurt Mo Jiu.

Mo Jiu understood after seeing her expression. You don't even know if there is anything...

So you have only cultivated your magic power for twenty years, but you actually have no fighting skills at all, right?

"How many times can you use this fireball?"

"You can do it as many times as you want." Yama Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, "What?"

Mo Jiu didn't answer her, just fell silent.

He was thinking about the possibility of getting out.

Nothing else matters. What matters is that the food at home is almost finished. If you want to stay at home, you need to go to the supermarket.

There is a convenience store at the entrance of the community, whether it is close or far. But under the current situation, it is obvious that even downstairs, there may be unforeseen dangers.

As if he understood Mo Jiu's thoughts, Yan Luo smiled calmly: "Go, you can kill both humans and ghosts."

Hearing this, Mo Jiu immediately raised his head.

Why did he feel a trace of murderous intent from Yama who said these words?

Yama realized that his aura was wrong, so he immediately changed his attitude and said with a smile: "I told you, I will protect you."