Chapter Twenty-Three: Little Lori

He quickly stood by Zhou Yang's side and firmly blocked the surrounding dangers for Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang observed the surrounding environment, and occasionally took action to kill the fierce tyrant who attacked him.

"Hmph" and the little girl in Zhou Yang's arms couldn't help but snort coldly when she saw Zhou Yang ignoring her, obviously very dissatisfied, but she had also heard Zhou Yang's words just now, so she knew the importance of this moment.

So she stretched out her hand and flicked the harp in her hand, and a burst of cyan light flashed slightly, enveloping Zhou Yang and Arthur.

In an instant, Zhou Yang felt that his body had become much lighter than just now, making his speed even faster.

Zhou Yang glanced at the little girl in his arms in admiration, making the little girl raise her chin proudly.

The little girl's assistance is very powerful, making Zhou Yang's speed faster than fifty percent, his speed is already fast, plus this fifty percent bonus, his sword speed can almost be compared to that situation after the resurrection transformation.

Of course, this is only the speed of his hands, not that his movement speed can be compared to the recovery of the situation.

Generally speaking, a person's hand speed is much faster than the speed of movement.

Zhou Yang is the same now.

With such a terrifying speed of the sword, ordinary tyrants couldn't even see his attack, so they were quickly killed by him.

Even the speed-type tyrant who is known for his speed, and is much thinner than the average tyrant, can't keep up with his speed.

For a while, the pace of the two of them greatly accelerated, and they distanced themselves from more zombies.

But even if the speed of the two of them is fast, it is difficult to quickly get rid of the giant tyrant, and even the purpose of the two of them is to lure away these giant tyrants, even if they can escape quickly, they will not do so.

Because to do so would simply mean sending the dozens of survivors to their deaths.

Although these tyrants have no intelligence, it is precisely because of this that their senses are much stronger in all aspects, and at such a distance, those survivors cannot escape the senses of these tyrants.

Once discovered, there is little chance that they will survive.

Unless, there's a super master in the basement.

But neither would have gambled on this small pitiful possibility.

The speed of the giant tyrant was very fast, far exceeding Zhou Yang's estimate, and although he tried his best to pass through the ruins with complex terrain, these ruins only slightly hindered their footsteps.

In order for their bodies not to disappear in the perception of the tyrant, Zhou Yang even had to expose his position to these zombie inductions from time to time.

As a result, they are much more dangerous.

Several times he was almost surrounded by tyrants, so much so that he was almost overtaken by the giant tyrant.

Zhou Yang had no doubt that with the terrifying size of that giant tyrant, he could be beaten into meatloaf with a heavy punch.

Of course, Arthur's shield will definitely be able to stay.

But the people are dead, and the shield is left to be used by ghosts.

Zhou Yang didn't dare to relax in the slightest, not only to play the role of bait, but also to really put himself completely in the eyes of these guys.

can only hang the tyrant group from afar, and let himself and Arthur not depart from their senses.

To be honest, if they wanted to get rid of the pursuit of the tyrants, the two would have been able to do it a long time ago, after all, their speed was not slow, and it would have been a few percent faster after being put on the acceleration technique by the little girl.

But it is extremely dangerous to hang the tyrant group like this, they have been surrounded by the tyrant group several times, if it weren't for Arthur's defense, Zhou Yang would have been severely injured by these zombies.

"Hold on a little longer, and after 20,000 meters, they should be safe."

Zhou Yang couldn't perceive the situation in the basement at the moment, even if he condensed the full vision of the Tianyan into a bundle, the longest vision was difficult to exceed 10,000 meters, after all, it required a very strong spiritual power to condense the vision into a bundle.

With the spirit of Zhou Yang today, 10,000 meters is already the limit.

But Zhou Yang gritted his teeth and persevered for a longer distance, he was worried that the distance of 10,000 meters was not completely out of the induction of these giant tyrants.

Then the result of their doing so is that the bamboo basket is empty.

"Good!" Arthur gritted his teeth, knowing the importance of this matter.

"Come on, uncles!" At this time, a crisp voice came, Zhou Yang and Arthur followed the sound and looked over, and saw a cute little girl biting a piece of French fries.

"......" Even though the little girl is cheering up the two, it still makes the two of them feel like they are full of black lines.

Feeling that she is fighting for life and death here, this little girl is eating French fries leisurely here.

At this time, Zhou Yang really had the urge to throw this little girl to the ground and let her run by herself.

But in the end, Zhou Yang was still reluctant to do this.

But the question is, where did this little girl's fries come from?

Zhou Yang, who was full of depression, increased his strength to hold the little girl, so that the little girl's whole body was stuck in Zhou Yang's arms, not to mention eating French fries, even if it was difficult to move.

"You, Uncle Bastard" The little girl struggled violently, but under Zhou Yang's strength, it was almost the same as no strength.

"Haha" Seeing the puffing little girl in his arms, Zhou Yang couldn't help laughing, and the pressure of continuous fighting was slightly relaxed.

Zhou Yang, who was in a relaxed mood, let go of the little girl a little, and continued to rush forward, jokes are jokes, but the fatal business is not allowed to be relaxed at the moment.

Time passed quickly between chasing and fleeing, and by the time Zhou Yang and the three of them had advanced thousands of meters with difficulty again, the sky had gradually darkened.

The five suns in the sky faded away, but the seven moons, like silver disks, emerged from the east.

A cold wind, blowing between heaven and earth, brought a touch of coldness to this southern city.

Since the catastrophe, the temperature difference between day and night has become extremely large throughout the earth, and in some areas, the maximum temperature during the day may even reach a terrifying 100 degrees, which is unbearable even for a martial artist who has mastered the technique of forging the body.

Temperatures at night can be extremely low, reaching tens of degrees in some areas that are already cold.

Pengcheng was originally located in the south of China, and the temperature changes between day and night were not so extreme, and the changes after the disaster were not so exaggerated.

But at night, the minimum temperature is definitely below zero.

This was unthinkable in the past, but it is normal in today's world.

Fortunately, although the sub-zero temperature is low, Zhou Yang's physique can also resist it, and it is not as exaggerated as during the day, even if he turns on the power of qi and blood, he has to constantly rest.

"Boom ......"

At this moment, a violent explosion sound came from the sky, and then a huge figure was seen falling from the sky.

A fist bigger than a car pressed down on them frantically.

"Damn, here you go again" Zhou Yang Arthur's face became extremely ugly, and he swept to the side without the slightest hesitation, although he dodged the fist that greeted him in front of him, he was still swept by the fist wind brought by the fist.