No one knows what will happen to Yang Guang when he wakes up again, not even Hu Li knows, and he can't judge. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yang Guang's is too miscellaneous, and there are too many things to contain, thousands of years of mana are useless in this world, and the strongest blow is only a deterrent like a nuclear weapon.

Therefore, those hidden and secluded immortals who live on this land do not dare to come out easily, and the longer the time, the more unfavorable it will be to these immortals who have descended to the world early.

Hu Li knew, so she dared to swagger out.

Other people in the circle don't know, so they dare to swagger out.

Yang Guang is like a time bomb, quietly waiting for the time to come, until the moment he wakes up. In the words that Hu Lilin said to Wen Yi when he walked out of the door: "He is transforming, absorbing that original primordial qi, Yang Guang will no longer be a weakling." I don't know how strong it is. ”

Shi Shiran's Hu Li, Granny Yin, and Uncle Wine ran out to fight monsters and brush bosses, leaving Wen Yi waiting in the room.

Time was constantly flying, and standing in the hospital room window, there was no light outside. There are a lot of burning buildings, a large number of mutated zombies are starting to appear outside, the living dead seem to be gradually increasing, and tanks have appeared on the road. This does not bode well.

Wen Yi leaned over the windowsill, supporting her upper body with her elbows and supporting her chin with both hands.

Counting the demons and monsters in this city in the way of mental arithmetic is a method unique to diviners, and it can be attributed to the ability to perceive the sixth sense.

"Another one died, it seems to be someone from the Qiao family." Wen Yi muttered in a low voice, surrounded by strong enemies, and killing filled the entire city.

Several buildings are burning like rolling beacons, and the city has filled countless people with despair.

Obviously, I can't hear anything, but I can always feel that there are mothers who have lost their children crying, and children who have lost their mothers crying, and the darker the night, the more chills it makes, and I want to shed tears for those innocent people.

When is the head? Wen Yi sighed, tomorrow, tomorrow, I don't know how many people will not be able to hold on to tomorrow.

That Hu Li ran out, and there was no movement, secretly leaving a hair of her, and it was impossible to tell where her person was. It seems that even if she descends to earth, her fate is out of this world, at least hidden. If you don't let the hexagram be calculated, you naturally don't want the Heavenly Dao to find it.

may have felt that Wen Yi's mood was getting worse and worse, and the light on Yang Guang's body began to gradually brighten, I don't know if this is a precursor to awakening, but Wen Yi would rather believe that it is.

Squinting her eyes, through the reflection of the glass window, Wen Yi watched Yang Guang's body levitate in midair.

I have long been accustomed to these things, and when I see them by ordinary people, I think it is incredible, and it violates the theorems of physics. Perhaps, if in ordinary times of peace, Yang Guang's performance will be infinitely magnified, maybe those experts and masters who are fighting against counterfeiting and the like will go into battle together to accuse this bad phenomenon.

Knock knock!

A knock on the door interrupted Wen Yi's thoughts, pulling her back to reality from her strange thoughts.

"Wen Yi, something happened." Zhao Zihan knocked on the door and opened his mouth and said.

"What's wrong?" Wen Yi asked. Before going out, Hu Li said that she would set up a simple formation around here to protect the hospital from being violated. No living corpses, zombies, can enter here.

"Someone invaded." Zhao Zihan said: "Dongmei has gone down to look for it. I'll go down too, you be careful. ”

Wen Yi nodded and tugged over her satchel. There was a pistol in there, which was specially asked from Zhang Lu when they were separated from Zhang Lu, and Secretary Wang nodded and agreed.

With a pistol in hand, I hope that I can still maintain my marksmanship in college.

"Go ahead, be careful." Wen Yi shook the gun in his hand and said to Zhao Zihan.

"Good!" Zhao Zihan didn't hesitate, closed the door and turned around and walked outside. She was worried about Yang Guang, but she was even more worried about Yin Dongmei, this child grew up with her, and her feelings like sisters made her have to worry.

I don't know how the 'masters' reached an agreement with that Wenyi's 'master', the surveillance over the entire city has obviously dissipated, and the masters seem to be planning something.

Wen Yi put the pistol on the sofa, then pushed the sofa to the door, and then pushed the wooden coffee table down in front of the hospital bed, and the person sat on the coffee table, looking at the door.

After thinking about it, she stood up again, rummaged through Yang Guang's backpack, found Yang Guang's spare talisman from inside, and picked out two windows that were suitable for sticking outside, even if it was at the height of the eighteenth floor.

Preparing these, Wen Yi was still a little worried and thought about it for a while. Pulled out the three ancient coins left by Xiao Qi and Xiao Yu from her bag, which contained a set of attack methods instilled by the two of them, although each coin could only be used once, and when he was treating Yang Guang, he used up a chance, but he could also have two life-saving methods, as the things left by the top two people in the world at the beginning, Wen Yi was very confident that even if the immortal appeared in front of him, as long as he didn't dare to let go of the prohibition on his body, he could only hurt it.

As long as it is not a zombie coming up, Wen Yi is confident that no one can break in.

After about ten minutes, the whole building suddenly shuddered. Then the explosion came from downstairs, and when I turned my head, I heard the shouts of someone falling from the stairs through the window.

When Wen Yi heard the voice, her heart sank, but when she listened carefully, she found that it was a man's voice, and her hanging heart was relaxed.

The sound of fighting, explosions, and smashing was very loud, and it seemed that there was a powerful enemy below, constantly smashing the floor slabs from the floor to the bottom of the building, Wen Yi's palms were sweaty, and her heart was beating fast. She didn't know what these people were doing here, was it for Yang Guang behind her?

The darkness continued, the sound of the fight under his feet was getting louder and louder, and the 17th floor seemed to be full of enemies, and the sound of glass explosions abounded.

Suddenly, Wen Yi heard Zhao Zihan's frantic shouts, followed by the sound of violently breaking the wall.

Bang!

Wen Yi felt the vibration under her feet again, this time stronger than any time.

Zhao Zihan's voice came with the rumble of breaking the wall: "Wen Yi be careful!" ”

Knock knock knock......

The sound of heavy footsteps seemed to be running, but the sound of weight was as heavy as a man in iron armor.

"It's the golden wrestler of the Daomen! Be careful... Bastard! Halfway through Zhao Zihan's voice, he seemed to be interrupted.

Wen Yi took a deep breath and turned his head to look at Yang Guang, the light network on his body flickered and flickered.

When he turned back, a dark shadow was already blocking the doorway.

Touch!

The door of the ward was smashed open by a fist the size of a casserole, and there was a gurgling sound outside the door.

Wen Yi didn't even think about it, and the pistol was pointed outside and the trigger was pulled.

Bang bang bang!!

A series of three shots pierced through the wooden plank of the door and hit the black figure behind the door.

But then, the fist that had passed through the door opened its large, fan-like hand and barbed it against the door panel.

Click!

The door frame embedded in the concrete wall around the door made an overwhelming sound.

Bang bang bang......

Wen Yi instinctively screamed, and the pistol in his hand hooked again. This time, she used up the remaining bullets in one go.

But as the gunfire stopped, the door was completely opened.

It was a two-and-a-half tall humanoid tank, its massive body blocking out the not-so-bright light in the corridor outside, and the monster began to slam its fist against the wall of the door that blocked its tracks.

Rumble!

A layer of bricks flew out, and even a piece of Wen Yi's scalp flew by, smashed on the glass of the window, and smashed the glass to pieces.

Wen Yi threw the pistol at the humanoid tank at the door, and the power of the pistol did not damage it in any way.

"The spirit of heaven is gone, but the spirit of man is present." Wen Yi put her hands together and held them horizontally on her chest, and in her palms were three ancient copper coins, which shone slightly. With Wen Yi's mantra, a surging power seemed to be condensed in the palm of his hand.

"Tiangang turns into gas, punish evil!" Wen Yi clasped her hands together and instantly pushed out at the big guy at the door.

Airplanes!!!

An indescribable light of several colors tangled together shot out from Wen Yi's palm, and the light was extremely sharp and terrifying, penetrating the big man's chest in an instant, and the hole was thirty centimeters in size.

This is Wen Yi's means of saving her life, the second of the three opportunities left to her after Xiaoqi Xiaoyu soared.

As the light penetrated, the big man shook his arm, trying to smash the wall again, but couldn't lift it. He took two steps back and fell to the ground with a bang.

Wen Yi looked at it motionlessly, but saw that the big man fluttered, blew away the dust on the ground and disappeared! Only a piece of paper fell from where it fell.

What the hell is this? Wen Yi suddenly thought of Zhao Zihan's voice shouting just now.

Someone with a Taoist lineage made a move? This kind of paper talisman is not a very advanced spell, but the raw materials are hard to find.

Before he could take a breath, his feet shook again, and he suddenly heard Zhao Zihan's shouting, as if Yin Dongmei had been hurt.

Wen Yi gritted her teeth, not daring to let herself move half a step.

I'm sorry, I'm not not trying to save you, I can only stand in the way here one more time. I have to protect my man! Wen Yi can only use this as an excuse to give herself a reason not to save people! Who can understand how much suffering there is in the heart? Who can understand? If Yin Dongmei died in order to protect Yang Guang, then let Yang Guang come back to life and compensate back, but now Yang Guang can't die! Can't die! At least you can't die until you lie down on your own......

Bang!

There was another loud bang breaking the wall, and as the sound of footsteps approached, a dark shadow appeared again at the door.

Wen Yi let out a long sigh and put her hands on her chest again.

It was then that she felt a tap on the shoulder. Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice: "I'm sorry for making you wronged." Wait here obediently, you man and I are back, there is no reason for you to fight hard. ”

At this moment, Wen Yi felt that she had a great grievance, and tears couldn't stop flowing out of her eyes.

He's awake!