Fang Xile rolled on the spot, and rolled out of Ge Teng's attack range in embarrassment.

At this moment, a soft voice sounded.

"Ge Lang?"

Fang Xile got up from the ground, and then realized that she had been slapped dozens of meters away, and this room was where Liu Yulan was hiding.

"Is it Ge Lang?"

Liu Yulan cautiously stepped forward, with a complicated look of expectation and fear on her face.

"Yulan!" Fang Xile shouted and reminded: "He is already a living dead, he doesn't remember you, and he is not the Ge Teng you remember!"

How is it that the living dead are no longer human, how can there be human feelings and memories.

Liu Yulan froze in place, she waited for Ge Teng for seven years, from sixteen to twenty-three, relying on past memories to survive the long years.

She has always fantasized about the reunion, telling each other about their lives since separation, and promising never to be separated again.

I didn't think about it, and when I said goodbye, I had nothing to say.

Gerten slowly stepped out of the shadows, moonlight shining on his scarred face.

Liu Yulan moved her lips and wanted to say something, but before she could open her mouth, tears fell like pearls with broken threads.

She covered her mouth and tried not to cry out loud, Ge Lang liked to see her laugh the most, she couldn't cry.

But she couldn't help it, Ge Lang must have suffered a lot with so many scars on his face, he must have been in pain!

"Yulan, you leave quickly!" Fang Xile gritted his teeth and said, "He is no longer Ge Teng, you see so many people outside, half of them were killed by him." ”

Liu Yulan paused, with a painful look on her face.

God really played a big joke on her, and her fiancé turned into a monster when she saw her again, and wanted to kill her friend.

Why?

She hadn't done anything bad, why was she treated like this!

Liu Yulan stood still, if this was a nightmare, she wanted to wake up quickly.

But Ge Teng moved, he ...... bypassed Liu Yulan and attacked the North Korean side with joy.

Fang Xile's eyes widened, why did he bypass Liu Yulan?

Is it because Liu Yulan is weak and can't arouse his interest, or because he subconsciously doesn't want to hurt her.

Liu Yulan also realized this, and she took a step forward in surprise: "Ge Lang!"

Ge Teng stopped and looked at Liu Yulan blankly, with a blank look on his face, as if he was at a loss for what to do as a newborn child.

But the next moment, his face became hideous and painful again, and his eyes were full of bloodthirsty killing intent.

The two expressions are constantly changing, and they seem very strange.

Fang Xile stood quietly and watched, could it be that there was still a remnant of consciousness in the body of Ge Teng, a living dead?

Liu Yulan walked closer and slowly touched Ge Teng's face with both hands.

She carefully touched every scar, her face was full of distress, she didn't understand where the rivers and lakes were good, why many warriors were attracted to go forward and succeed, and they would rest until death.

Young ranger, fighting with swords and righteousness, goodbye has been seven years of traces and seven years of heart.

Ge Teng stretched out his hands, and the next moment, his long nails stabbed into Liu Yulan's waist.

His complexion struggled to change, trying to tear the person in front of him apart, but instinctively not wanting to.

Fang Xile was taken aback: "Magnolia!"

The woman turned her head and smiled as pale as a magnolia flower: "Miss, you promised to help me find Ge Lang, can you do me another favor now?"

Liu Yulan's lips opened lightly: "Help us get rid of it!"

She couldn't watch Fang Xi die happily, nor could she watch Ge Teng being killed indifferently.

Liu Yulan closed her eyes, miss, I can't help you keep accounts anymore.

Fang Xile suddenly clenched the handle of the knife, so hard that the palm of his hand was painful.

But she also knew that if she wanted to kill Ge Teng, now was the best opportunity.

Liu Yulan leaned lightly on Ge Teng's body, with a satisfied expression, if you ignore the blood stains on Ge Teng's body and the smell of rancid dead people, the two are like an ordinary couple, just like all fairy tales with happy endings.

Fang Xile closed his eyes, and when he opened them, the true qi in his whole body surged, and the majestic true qi flowed, all of which were blessed on the long knife.

Whoa!

Liu Yulan seemed to hear the sound of the sea, and remembered that Ge Teng had said that she would take her to explore the rivers and lakes in the future, and see the picturesque rivers and mountains, and couldn't help but smile.

Fang Xile jumped up, like a river and a sea, and the majestic and terrifying true qi poured down, like a waterfall rushing downward, bursting out with terrifying power.

Break the sea!

As if sensing the danger, Ge Teng's appearance changed again, and his confused eyes suddenly became bloodthirsty and murderous, and his bloody mouth opened.

But under the power of terror, it could not move.

The whole house was overturned in a wave of air, and the sound of flesh and blood being separated sounded, and it was a long time before the weight crackled and fell.

Crimson flesh mixed with blood clots fell from the sky, and it was impossible to tell whether it was Liu Yulan's or Ge Teng.

Fang Xile stood for a long time and rushed out.

The sword flickered in the night, and in the blink of an eye, the bodies of more than a dozen living dead people exploded directly, and they didn't even have time to make a sound.

Wherever the sword goes, it is invincible!

Fang Xile was killing and killing, and suddenly found that the living dead in front of her began to retreat, she chased a few steps and was stopped by Cheng Jiangyan.

"Are you alright?"

Fang Xile moved his lips and did not speak.

"The living dead have retired, most of the Scorpion Gang are dead, and we have found the Yuan Gang Leader. ”

Fang Xile took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions, in the battlefield of life and death, there is no time to grieve.

"How is Yuan Zhan?"

Cheng Jiangyan shook his head: "I'm injured." ”

Fighting the living dead, injury equals death.

Fang Xile followed Cheng Jiangyan quickly to a clearing.

Yuan Zhan lay quietly on the ground.

This man, who was 1.9 meters tall, was lying fragile on the ground like a broken doll at this time.

There were deep wounds on the neck and abdomen, and although they were wrapped in rags, blood continued to gush out, staining the ground red through the rags.

Fang Xile never knew that there was so much blood in the human body.

"Yuan Zhan!"

Yuan Zhan stretched out his hand, and she hurriedly held it, his hand was frighteningly cold because of the lack of blood.

"Shen Kuan, there are ...... Is there a ......," Yuan Zhan asked intermittently.

Fang Xile nodded hurriedly: "They are in the palace, they are all safe, don't talk first, I'll take you to the palace for treatment." ”

Yuan Zhan smiled weakly: "I have, already, no help......"

Fang Xile didn't speak, his injuries could be saved if he was treated in time, but everyone had been fighting with the living dead, so they could only be medicated, hastily bandaged, and placed in the open space.

caused him to lose too much blood, and if it weren't for the tenacious vitality of the innate martial artist, he would have died a long time ago.

If this was a past life, maybe it could be saved by a blood transfusion.

"Flying Scorpion, help, help take care of it, take care of it......" Yuan Zhan used all his strength and looked at Fang Xile fixedly, until she nodded, and then laughed.

"I'll sleep for a while......"

Fang Xile bit her lip, she swore that whoever planned the attack on the city by the living dead, she would crush their bones and scatter them!