When Lan Xia arrived at the place Zhang Qi had said, her pupils sank.

Almost instantly, she concluded that this must be the stronghold of the zombie tribe.

There are red flame-like flowers everywhere, each flower has the size of two adults, and the buds are one by one, which looks very gorgeous but is extremely preserved.

Compared to the emerald green outside, almost all of this place is dazzling and bright, like a beautiful and extraordinary colorful painting.

There are flowers, plants, and vines, and they are huge, and they are displayed with breathing, beautiful but deadly.

"You go back." Lan Xia's sharp and harsh voice sounded again, although the voice was not very good, but fortunately, the words were clear, and she was used to it herself for such a long time.

Zhang Qi was stunned, he regretted it almost when he arrived here, and he also understood the teachings of his predecessors with life and blood.

It's all about mutant plants!

Aren't the bright red ones irrigated with blood!

Zhang Qi, who knew that he was going to die, evoked a mocking smile, but before this smile dissipated, he heard a voice that could be regarded as a natural sound for him.

Zhang Qi turned his head violently, looking at the expressionless zombie on the side in disbelief, she unexpectedly, even wanted to let him go?

Is it true? Or is it an ulterior motive? Or do you want to give him hope first, and then watch him fall into despair and struggle?

Countless thoughts flashed in Zhang Qi's mind, but before he could react. The zombie simply and neatly led her three T-wing zombies and galloped through this dangerous mutated plant forest.

It wasn't until now that he knew that she really wanted to let him go, probably because she was really disdainful.

His nervous and frightened heart finally regained the melody. Finally, I don't have to worry about it all day long.

Turning, he fled for his life.

The three zombies were ready to forcibly break through, but the scene in front of them simply made Lan Xia's jaw drop.

The entire mutant plant jungle began to surround densely, and the colorful colors dazzled Lan Xia to see.

Then the breeze blows, and the branches and leaves of the flowers begin to dance with the wind, either pretty or enchanting.

The four zombies surrounded by the flowers were stunned, but this was not the end. The branches and leaves of the giant plant waved, and many of them brushed past their faces.

Although Lan Xia was unconscious, she could feel that these plants were not malicious. Instead, it was more like a warm welcome.

At the beginning, she had seen man-eating flowers, and as long as the sharp vines were entangled, there was no chance to break free, but these mutated plants were obviously not a little malicious.

Dancing in the wind for a while, the flowers seemed to be not finished yet. But they began to retreat to both sides. In this way, a bewitching path appeared in the huge sea of flowers.

Lan Xia was a little inexplicable, why no matter how she looked at it, it seemed like something was done on purpose.

Is this welcoming her over?

Or was it actually the ones she was looking for?

That mysterious zombie tribe is here?

Raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose, he had already walked here, and he had to go in and take a look, otherwise, he would be surrounded by mutated flowers, and it would be really troublesome to get out.

Seeing such a scene, the three T-wing zombies straightened their backs and looked. That's how popular your own boss is! Even the mutant plants have to submit and be welcomed!

He took a tentative step, but soon saw the flowers bending down in unison. The tough branches and leaves seem to break at any moment.

Not knowing what they were going to do, Lan Xia subconsciously took back the foot that had stepped out.

Seeing the scene in front of her, the corners of Lan Xia's mouth twitched weakly, could she imagine that a flower twice as tall as her suddenly bent down to make a gentleman's salute?

Suddenly she felt that she had fled the earth!

She's running away from Earth, isn't she?

Two neat rows, taller than her, and the long bewitching flowers are humanely gentlemen.

Lan Xia, who felt that the three views had been refreshed again, no longer lingered, and directly waved his hand, and ran on this path with three zombies.

I don't know how long I've been running, Lan Xia is a little smacked, what a big stroke, so many mutated flowers, shouldn't they all be domestic?

Next, Lan Xia's pupils became deeper and deeper, and there were more and more zombies around him, and the level pressure of each zombie was close to that of Brother Monkey, this was a high-level zombie army with strict order!

I don't know when it started, the mutated plants around it have disappeared, and this quiet path is still weird and makes Lan Xia's scalp tingle.

Those zombies had grim faces and high ranks, which put a lot of pressure on a few zombies.

The three T-wing zombies have given up on their feet since when, flying low with their wings open, and even their two claws have been vigilantly placed on their chests to deal with emergencies that occur casually.

They can't win, but no matter what, the leader must be protected!

The three T-wing zombies glanced at each other, and when a small wooden villa appeared in the field of vision in front of her, she suddenly noticed a sudden change in the momentum around her, as if the momentum was arrogant and murderous.

Lan Xia's senses were sensitive, and almost subconsciously, she made a defensive move, turning her head and retreating her body.

However, her zombie body naturally couldn't keep up with her brain reaction, and when she turned her head, she only had time to see three broken corpses.

They pose in the same way, as if they are guarding the most precious of things.

The T-wing zombie in the lead is a little regretful, it hasn't followed the leader to more places, the leader walks so slowly, how can it go further without it flying in the sky with the leader?

However, that's fine, at least it finally protected the leader once, and I really miss the days in the lonely city, when the leader and everyone were there, they ate enough every day, and occasionally they could bask in the sun, it was really warm.

In the end, even if there were some regrets, the T-wing zombie smiled and closed his eyes.

Lan Xia was a little confused, the three zombies she brought were already dead, dead here, dead before she knew it.

They could have flown away, but in the end they chose to protect her with their own bodies.

However, when the three corpses fell, Lan Xia looked at the figure holding the sword in astonishment.

It's thorough!

She only felt her brain explode with a thud, and she couldn't hear anything.

Toru is here, yes, Toru is here, as the king's direct personal guard, what does he represent here, how can she not know it.

Why, why is Toru here?

However, soon, Lan Xia calmed down, as the figure in front of him raised his sword again.

This style is obviously trying to kill her here!

it!

If you have the ability, you wait for me to change my body and then fight!

"Slow down, let her in."

A steady male and female voice came from the wooden house and small villa, and Toru in front of him really put down his sword, glanced at Lan Xia, and left directly.

The long hair fluttered, confusing Lan Xia's eyes, and at the same time evoking her long-sealed memories.

Outside the dead city, the earth was stained red with blood by thousands of warriors.

The man had long hair fluttering, standing in the middle of the battlefield with a long sword in his hand, one person and one sword, destroying the thousands of elite soldiers sent out by the Huaxia base.

Lan Xia gently raised his hand and applied it to his eyes, and when he put his hand down, there was only a piece of clarity left in his vertical pupils.

Now, it seems that she only has one life left to fight, there are too many creatures standing at the top of the food chain in this world, and she can only climb up without her life.

The more power she gains, the more she gives up.

It's just that from the moment the end came, she had long since lost the right to choose. (To be continued......)