The mild sunlight lasted only a few minutes before it began to turn hot. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The stagnant water on the ground was baked by the blazing sun, and the rain that turned into steam touched the zombies, making the zombies' howls even more miserable.

A zombie taller than the other zombies turned his gaze, glanced at Zhong Qing, who was already unconscious, and began to run towards the building next to him.

Seeing this, the other zombies also quickly followed the footsteps of the big zombies.

In an instant, the zombies next to the car disappeared without a trace, completely hiding in the shadows.

Today's sun temper is a bit big, and the heat emitted is getting higher and higher.

After half an hour of rain, it had evaporated.

The temperature on the ground continues to rise, and the first thing to bear the brunt of is the object with a relatively large contact area with the ground, such as the car where Zhong Qing is located.

The temperature in the carriage continued to rise, and even if Zhong Qing was still unconscious, he let out a painful murmur.

With the passage of time, the temperature inside the car has reached an unbearable level.

"Hot ......"

Before Zhong Qing opened her eyes, she started to pull at her collar, and her body was already covered with sweat.

After opening her eyes, Zhong Qing first looked at the cramped carriage suspiciously, and then her memory began to slowly turn around.

Zombie......

Leave......

Car accident......

Rain......

Slaughter......

Siege......

Coma......

"I'm still alive, haha!"

Zhong Qing let out a smug joke, but soon, she couldn't laugh anymore.

The car was completely flipped to the ground, the doors on both sides had been completely distorted, and the only exit was the windows filled with glass shard.

Glancing at the car window, Zhong Qing felt for the first time that being a princess of Taiping was still beneficial.

With Zhong Qing's artistic eye, just at a glance, it has been confirmed that this car window is just enough for her to pass through.

Compared to his own life, being scratched by glass slag has become irrelevant.

"Crackling ......"

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhong Qing smashed the large piece of glass that was still left on the window.

"Ouch......"

The narrow space in the car made Zhong Qing's movements very difficult.

At the same time as smashing the glass, a long wound was cut on the palm of his hand.

Looking at the bloody wound, the corners of Zhong Qing's eyes were moist.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a scratch, it'll be fine soon."

Zhong Qing comforted herself, took a few deep breaths, and began to crawl out of the car.

The opening of the car window can allow a relatively thin person to pass through reluctantly, and Zhong Qing's figure has to pass through this window just right.

Ten minutes later.

When Zhong Qing stood on the ground, she should have looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, but now she not only couldn't laugh, but also wanted to cry.

The face, intact.

A messy head of hair, torn off by dozens of strands.

The clothes are all covered with fine glass slags and staggered plum blossom blood marks.

There were at least hundreds of scratches on the surface of the body, but fortunately none of them were critical.

The pain coming from all over his body made Zhong Qing's face distort into a twist.

"I'm still alive after all......"

Zhong Qing hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled miserably.

"Goo...... Goo ......"

The stomach rang out inappropriately, Zhong Qing covered her belly, her face was entangled, at this time, where to find food?

In the buildings on the side of the road, the sound of those zombies moving could be heard from time to time.