"Hold on, don't blame Miss Ben for speeding down. "Brush, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Suddenly, the figure swept through the forest like a bolt of lightning.

Deftly dodging every thorn, this gossip tree array seemed to be like a game in her eyes, coming and going freely, and entering a no-man's land.

The moonlight hit An Jinlan's cheeks, she was not a beauty in the traditional sense, she was more than delicate, not delicate enough, but at this time, there was a special charm that made Meng Youran unable to take her eyes off at all.

"It's time for the kid to get on his way." An Jinlan's figure slowly landed like a flying swallow, and Meng Youran looked back at the gossip array.

It was only forty seconds before the woman escaped from the gossip array with him so easily.

"I've seen enough of the play, but I haven't come out yet." An Jinlan raised her eyebrows, and a fireball flew out of her palm. "Miss Ben will end up miserable if you go down."

"Fool, I'm almost recovering, and they're definitely not going to come out." Even Meng Youran himself didn't realize how gentle his tone was now.

"Sick." An Jinlan was obviously not used to being so gentle with others, so she spat and gave him a blank look.

The wind gradually became stronger, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground and circling in a circle.

"They want to run away, and they're afraid you'll catch up, so they're going to put some obstacles in your way." With An Jinlan's mobile heater by his side, Meng Youran had almost fully recovered, and a stream of air was released in his hand, and in the next second, he clenched it again.

He was waiting for an opportunity to kill the person hiding in the shadows with one blow.

There were more and more fallen leaves around, swirling in the air, with a hint of fierceness, confusing An Jinlan's eyes.

"Stay on the sidelines." An Jinlan pushed Meng Yiran away, with a hint of playfulness in her eyes.

The strong wind blew her long hair, and in the next second, her body turned into a white shadow, her toes were on the fallen leaves, and her eyes were full of inevitability.

The black shadows had all appeared in front of him, and An Jinlan flashed those fallen leaves, and the elegant figure made it impossible to see clearly.

"All I need is the kettle." An Jinlan grabbed the kettle in the black shadow's hand.

The black shadow was visibly stunned, hesitated for a few seconds, and quickly chose to give up the heater.

An Jinlan easily took the thermos with one hand, and tapped the green leaves flying in the air with her toes, the leaves were flying, and the figure had fallen, like an immortal flying down in the nine heavens.

Her body seemed to be shrouded in this special circle of light, even the night became brighter, Meng Youran's heart was pounding, and the emotions that had never moved grew rapidly.

The eyes did not fall from her body for a second, and the red skirt danced with the wind.

The black hair and red dress, it just so happened that the face was extremely delicate, and it gave birth to an alternative beauty for no reason, pure and clean, but without losing ambition, and this beauty was like Cupid's arrow, which had pierced his heart, and he couldn't resist it at all.

"Your stove." An Jinlan casually threw the stove at him.

Meng Youran ignored the special stove and instinctively hugged An Jinlan's waist.

"Fog grass, you still want to play hooligan." An Jinlan left, wanting to push away the dog skin plaster that had stuck to it again.

"You're much warmer than a stove." Meng Youran's voice was very gentle, the broken hair on his forehead was lifted by the wind, and his handsome eyebrows and eyes were pitiful that people couldn't refuse.

But An Jinlan didn't care how pitiful he was, and slapped Meng Yiran on the head.

"Carry you to the stove, sister, I'm not your mobile pillow." This guy used to treat this stove as a treasure, but now it's like dung again. "Why would someone else rob your kettle?"

"Inside the kettle is an immortal warm stone, which can heat up for a long time, and it will increase its ability after taking it, I guess it's for this." Meng Youran smiled bitterly, of course he knew that snatching the stove was not because of how good this stove was, but because he couldn't do without this stove because of the cold poison in his body.

Robbing the stove is equivalent to taking your own life.

But now it's different, just by staying by this girl's side, I will feel extremely warm.

An Jinlan bent down to pick up the stove and stuffed it into Meng Youran's arms.

"Hold your stuff and stay away from Miss Ben!" An Jinlan looked at Meng Youran with disgust.

Meng Youran in his memory is a cold boy, how did he become a clingy little boy at this time, and what the hell is that cold poison.

Forget it, no matter what he becomes, it's just as annoying, and if you find the right opportunity, you must do it.

"Shh Meng Youran's fingers gently stood up to An Jinlan's lips, and he sensed the smell of zombies around him.

An Jinlan has lived in the fallen area for a long time, and this alertness is still there, and the afterglow of her eyes is looking around.

Close your eyes slightly and feel the breath of the wind.

"There are more than two hundred." An Jinlan roughly estimated the number of zombies.

There was a constant sound in the grass, and there was a burst of gunfire in the distance, it was estimated that Gu Shi found that his young master was missing and sent someone to rescue.

But listening to the gunshots, Gu Shi was still five hundred meters away from them, and now these zombies were less than ten meters away from them, was it really too late?

Those zombies dragged their intestines over quickly, and it seemed that they were zombies that had evolved.

With this density and intensity of zombies, they can't take people to escape at all.

"Leave it to me next." Meng Youran gently touched An Jinlan's head, and a gentle smile hooked up at the corner of her lips.

"Don't touch Miss Ben's hair." An Jinlan immediately frowned disdainfully, just about to say that Meng Youran was bragging.

Meng Youran beside him had already flown towards the dense group of zombies, and those zombies were all opening their mouths with blood basins, ready to feast Meng Youran.

"If you look for death yourself, you can save me from saving it." An Jinlan tiptoed a little, went up to the big tree on the side, and two fireballs flew in her hands, waiting for Meng Youran to burp and kill a bloody path by herself.

With a bang, a huge shock wave rushed through the middle of the zombie group, and An Jinlan, who was standing on the tree, rushed down from the tree.

I felt my waist being grabbed and my body fell steadily to the ground.

"So strong!" The corners of An Jinlan's lips twitched slightly, didn't this guy look half-dead just now?

Looking at the zombies around him who were shot away, the tragic situation was simply miserable.

"I didn't already do it on the dirt bike today."

"Yes, it was very powerful and almost flew me." An Jinlan frowned, remembering that scene, she was angry.

However, at that time, Meng Youran's ability was only the appearance of the fourth-order peak and the early stage of the fifth order, and the intensity she felt with the shockwave just now was at least the fifth-order peak.

The gap between the two is a big one.

What is the true strength of this Meng Youran, An Jinlan's heart can't help but start to guess.