The zombie full of violent aura slowly calmed down under the ability of the female zombie in the dress. He looked up, the purple and cyan veins on his face squirming strangely. The dark but flashing purple eyes under the bangs were revealed, reflecting a violent and fierce look.

Except for the fifth-level female zombies in white dresses, the other zombies still didn't dare to lean over.

Mo Yan gasped and looked up and swept around, and found that among the first-level kings of the sixth level, one was missing and missing. There are still five second-level kings left.

"Roar——? "Where did he go?"

Mo Yan roared as he gasped, his voice carrying an irresistible coercion.

As soon as he asked, the breath of the other zombies paused slightly, and they all became much quieter. But the zombies still didn't dare to approach him, but looked at him from a distance.

Mo Yan looked at them like this, turned his head and looked at the female zombie with this terrifying face.

The female zombie stiffened when he saw it, but she soon had the courage to speak: "Roar......"

Mo Yan was stunned and looked at her with some confusion.

The companion died, she said.

Mo Yan wondered how that subordinate died, and what happened when he had a seizure?

That's right, Mo Yan's recent mania has become more and more ferocious, and the frequency of his attacks has become more and more frequent. And after each seizure, when I wake up, there is always a mess around me. And he didn't remember anything.

The female zombie turned her head to look at the other zombies, and the other zombies all look at me, and I look at you. Then a second-level king quietly retreated, quickly disappearing here.

But it didn't take long for him to reappear. Holding a corpse in his hand, the body had been charred. There was a scorching smell that the zombies couldn't smell.

Mo Yan was stunned when he saw this corpse, what made him stunned was not the miserable appearance of this corpse, but the energy of his ability still remained on this corpse.

So, this shows that this subordinate was hacked to death by himself with thunder......

He actually killed the men he had cultivated during a manic episode. Although none of these subordinates are people, they have been with him for two or three years, and they are all his subordinates. He's not human anymore anyway, and he hates humans.

Watching the death of these zombies who had been with him for the longest time, Mo Yan's zombie heart was also painful. Even the six subordinates who were abducted by that strange zombie not long ago didn't hurt so much. Because he knew that the other party was a female zombie, but he didn't feel that she had any killing intent towards him or his subordinates. Even if he hit her in the base at that time, the other party didn't show the real killing intent.

He intuitively felt that nothing would happen to the zombies that she had captured, so he finally gave up fighting with the female zombies, anyway, sooner or later, he would go back one day, and he would just find a way to get it back then.

But now when he saw the corpse in front of him, which had lost any breath, his heart was heavy.

His heavy aura had already affected the zombie kings around him. All the zombies silently suppressed their breath, and at the same time looked like they didn't dare to come out.

But soon Mo Yan put away the aura fluctuations on his body and slowly walked to the corpse.

The zombies who brought the corpses over had already retreated.

Heartache is heartache, but since he is dead, he can only force himself to accept it. Fortunately, his heart has hardened a lot now, and there will be no greater fluctuations.

Even if he has lost one of his subordinates now, he was still hacked to death by himself. He felt a little pity and a little heartache in his heart, and a little more guilt.

It's like having a few very obedient dogs and loving them, but one day you accidentally killed one. That feeling.

Mo Yan walked to the side of the corpse, squatted down and sighed at the corpse. Then he opened his claws and poked his five fingers into the corpse's head.

"Click-" With a flick of the wrist, the zombie's skull was torn open.

After taking out the corpse core from it, put it in the palm of your hand and pinch it.

The corpse core shattered, and soon turned into energy and seeped into Mo Yan's palm.

Mo Yan stood up and turned his head to look in the direction of the Huaxia base. Sensing that there were two new additions there, and they were the ones he had encountered not long ago.

That female zombie actually came running, which is kind of interesting!

The blood vessels on Mo Yan's face slowly retreated to the left half of his face again, shrinking on the side of his neck and a small part of his cheeks. A glint flashed in his eyes.

"Roar—" Turning his head to the zombie men, he gave another order.

The zombies immediately scrambled to leave, running as fast as they could.

The task given to them by Mo Yan is still the same as before. Gather a horde of zombies, the more the merrier!

He looked at the periphery of the Huaxia base that had turned the periphery of the Huaxia base into a huge zombie circle, and felt that it was not enough. It's not enough! Those powerful abilities haven't come out yet! The highest ability on the city wall is only level six, and I haven't seen one of level seven.

It seems that the corpse tide he created didn't put enough pressure on them!

On the other side, in Huaxia's internal command room, everyone was already sitting around the semi-circular conference table in front of the big screen.

Those who can sit at the table are naturally leader-level figures. Lin Qiao's position is arranged at the very edge, acting as a vase-like existence.

At least now in the eyes of these leaders and directors, Lin Qiao is just pretty. Looking at Wu Chengyue beside her, everyone tacitly felt in their hearts that Wu Chengyue had helped her go up to this leader.

"It seems that the situation is still very optimistic, at least not before the seventh-level powerhouse. Wu Chengyue's position was on the right side of Sikong Chen in the middle, and he leaned on the back of the chair with his hands on his chest and said with a smile. From time to time, his eyes swept towards the position next to Lin Qiao.

Sikong Chen sat in front of the screen. On the left is Gao Haoyun.

Wu Chengyue originally wanted to sit next to Lin Qiao, but there was a person who was one step faster than him and rushed to sit down. This person is Hu Zhiyong.

He thought that even if this Hu Zhiyong was lustful, he would not dare to do anything to Lin Qiao at this important meeting. However, I didn't expect that Lin Qiao hadn't even sat down, and this person dared to stretch out his salted pig hand to pull Lin Qiao's hand.

He also asked Lin Qiao to sit down with a smile, but his hand was rubbing Lin Qiao's hand.

Lin Qiao stood still, smiled calmly and said to Hu Zhiyong, who was holding his hand and rubbing it non-stop: "Director Hu, don't blame me for not reminding you. My men are poisonous. ”

The smile on Hu Zhiyong's face froze, and then he said indifferently: "Is it? Beauty, your hands are so slippery, how can they be poisonous?"

His face showed that he didn't care, but his hand was released.

Lin Qiao sat down with a light smile and said, "You should be glad that you only touched me with one hand." ”

Hu Zhiyong looked at Lin Qiao's eyes seriously, and thought that this woman must have just lied to herself. It can't be really poisonous, and if it's poisonous, isn't his hand fine now?