"Don't be in a hurry when cultivating. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Yan Ji stepped forward and looked at the sea with continuous waves in front of him, the sound of the waves was bursting, and his palm gently fell on Ruan Fuzhi's shoulder.

A pure spiritual power was lost, Ruan Fuzhi was calm, raised her eyes and saw Yan Ji's handsome side face soaked in the breath of asceticism, she smiled and lowered her eyes: "What purpose does the master want, make it clear in advance, I should help." ”

Hearing a familiar chuckle that was in a trance, the man said in a cold voice: "Good boy, time has changed, and I am only a small person in my heart. ”

"......" Ruan Fu was speechless and silent.

In the past, it was also a long song, noble and gentle and elegant in front of people, and cold-blooded and shameless in the afterlife.

"I miss you to the bone, do you miss me?" Yan Mo leaned over and whispered in Ruan Fuzhi's ear.

I still miss it, I miss it. has Zhang Shan's prediction, has he ever looked for himself for so many years?

Ruan Fuzhi told himself to calm down, and if you are serious, you will lose. She simply closed her eyes and breathed.

Ruan Fuzhi's face gradually turned ruddy, Yan Ji withdrew his spiritual power, and his broad palm went down her emaciated shoulder, and his voice was magnetic and cold: "Why are you so thin, that guy calls you, but doesn't treat you well?"

This move made Ruan Fuzhi regress excitedly, and he was a little embarrassed: "Can't you talk well if you don't flirt?"

Yan Ji smiled evilly: "Who let you dominate my heart?" ”

“……”

From afar, Luga watched this scene and told himself with life and experience, Luga, you are wrong!

Two days later, many people gathered outside Zhang Shan's laboratory.

"That is to say, if Mr. Zhang wants to save Feng Shuchen, he can only be a half-zombie, and if Xiao Zhi wants to save Mr. Zhang, the chance is two percent. Feng Jian and Anne assisted the two. Do you understand?" Bai Yao pushed away the Yan Ji who was relying on him in disgust, and stared at the door of the laboratory: "If you understand, go aside, and Team Lu won't care about you." ”

"Oh. Yan Luo flattened his mouth and sat aside, but they had been three hours since then.

"Ahh

Just when the door of the laboratory was about to be stared out of the hole by the two, Ruan Fuzhi opened the door and came out.

"How's that?" the two asked.

Ruan Fuzhi's face turned pale, shook his head, and walked forward without saying a word.

Yan Luo was about to ask, but Bai Yao grabbed him and shook his head, and the two rushed in.

The laboratory was badly destroyed, and several blood stains were splattered, indicating that the fighting was fierce.

Feng Shuchen was in a terrifying state, his face was blue and black, and his muscles were bursting out, although he was unconscious, he was undoubtedly completely zombieized.

Feng Jian's eyes were full of despair, he hugged Annie, and Annie's right arm was torn and flesh was blurred.

And Zhang Shan fell in a pool of blood.

"Sir!" Bai Yao pounced, the person was already cold, and when Bai Yao turned Zhang Shan around, Zhang Shan's face was covered with blood, and he was unrecognizable.

"What the hell is going on?" Yan Luo was shocked, anxiously thinking of the monitoring, and called Bai Yao to take a look.

In the beginning, everything was fine.

Feng Jian was always ready to transport his spiritual power to Zhang Shan.

Ruan Fuzhi and Anne are on the side to protect the Dharma.

Zhang Shan condensed the light with both hands and held Feng Shuchen in a coma.

And when Feng Shuchen woke up, everything changed. The loss virus in his body accumulated over the past few months, and once the body functions were activated, before Zhang Shan could suppress the virus again, he was completely zombieized within the moment he woke up.

Caught off guard, the irrational zombie Feng Shuchen bit at the top of his face.

In the midst of the screams, Anne almost immediately went to stop it and was bitten.

In a few rounds, Feng Jian and Annie subdued Feng Shuchen.

Ruan Fuzhi sealed Zhang Shan's big hole and rescued him, but was stopped by Zhang Shan with difficulty:

"It's useless, this is at least, yes, it's a fifth-level zombie, an evolution virus, mixed, Gu poison, no, it's useless. ”

Thinking of the results of the previous two days, Ruan Fuzhi transformed his spiritual power into vitality and lost to Zhang Shan.

"Xiao An, please, please, in half an hour, fire, cremated me. ”

Ruan Fuzhi's hand paused, stopped moving, and his eyes were sad: "Okay." ”

"Mine, prophecy, still, still, very, accurate. ”

Feng Jian, who gritted his teeth and trembled, looked at Zhang Shan with pain and guilt. Zhang Shan was disfigured, his face was bloody, very scary, and the relieved smile towards Feng Jian was still obvious.

Zhang Shan died.

Ruan Fuzhi looked at everything messy with cold eyes, left a word, and left.

"Uncle Jian, I'll wait for you outside. ”

It's up to you how to do it.