This is the second floor, and there is grass under the window, although it has been cleaned, Xu Anwei can still see at a glance that there are traces of climbing.

What is the uncle going to do?

Frowning, he put the half of the billboard stand he was carrying on the windowsill, and then used a thin wire to make a small mechanism on the windowsill, so that as long as someone comes in from here, after all, he will touch the rope, and then drive the half of the billboard holder to fall directly to the ground.

The hollow iron bracket tasted absolutely sour when it fell to the ground, and if it didn't make her wake up after many years in the last days, she would admit it.

Done, sleep!

With a clapping of his hands, Xu Anwei threw himself on the bed, but fell asleep in a few seconds...... This is also the ability to practice in the last days, fall asleep quickly and wake up quickly, and those who don't have this ability are gnawed by zombies in the middle of the night.

It's night.

The door of a room was suddenly opened, and a sneaky figure stepped out of it.

The figure looked around, and when no one was paying attention, it quickly moved in the direction of the basement.

The closer you get to the basement, the stronger the smell of blood becomes, and at the same time, you can vaguely hear the low roar of the zombies, but the voice of this zombie is a little soft, and it doesn't have the fierce appearance of the zombies outside at all.

The man had a sticky layer under his feet, and he knew it was blood...... With each step, the stickiness under your feet becomes heavier.

"Smack! Smack! ”

The sound that seems to be stepping on the soul of a person is ethereal, but it does exist heavily......

"Roar!"

Finally, he walked to the door of the basement, and here, by the faint light of the candle in his hand, he could see that the blood was coming out of the basement, and occasionally the slag of bones that seemed to have been bitten by something flowed out intermittently with the blood.

Here, the zombie's voice can finally be heard clearly, it is coming from the basement......

However, looking at these blood and broken bones, and even minced meat, all speculations about soft zombies can be overturned in an instant.

A soft voice does not mean that the body is soft, and it does not mean that the temper is soft!

Look what this place is all about!

"Momo, be quiet......"

The man's voice was bitter, and his whole body trembled as he touched the basement door.

Isn't this the voice of the great uncle?!

However, the zombies inside felt that someone was coming, and they became even more irritable and roared even more crazy.

"Be quiet!" The eldest uncle slapped on the door of the basement, and at the same time, invisible fluctuations emanated, and the zombies inside instantly fell silent as if they had met a nemesis.

"I'm sorry Momo!" Seeing the zombies that scared inside, the eldest uncle's voice trembled suddenly, "I'm sorry, Dad didn't want to treat you like that, wait...... Wait! Right now, Daddy will bring you food! ”

His voice trembled with madness, and his emotions were on the verge of being almost broken, and he leaned on the door for a few moments before he eased up, and then, with a flash of determination in his eyes, took one last look at the tightly locked door, and left without hesitation.

Even if there is an abyss in front of you, you need to ...... I'm willing to jump for you, too.

Momo, it doesn't matter if you don't remember, Daddy loves you, no matter what you become......

……

……

On a bed with messy sheets, a young girl was curled up, rolling up the quilt and falling asleep.

It's just that the obviously unstable sleeping appearance is too messy, but it doesn't affect the girl's beauty at all. I don't know when the pajamas that I wore for two days came to the side, revealing pink shoulders and a slight bulge, the snow-white neck was particularly dazzling in the moonlight, and the ink-colored hair had an extremely stubborn headband, no matter how the girl turned it over or rolled it, it was not worn on her head in the slightest.

"Boom!"

The sound of a piercing iron rod smashing the floor suddenly came, and the petite figure on the bed suddenly opened his eyes!

Stretched out his hand to the side, but he didn't touch the Tang knife he wanted, Xu An was the only surprise, and when he looked at his sleeping appearance, he suddenly understood something......

This habit is definitely not hers, she couldn't move when she slept in her previous life, how could she change it suddenly? So that's the original memory of this body......

it! What a cheat!

A little embarrassed to roll up the quilt to avoid the attack of the thing that came in through the window, he was not polite, the huge force smashed on the bed, even the bed board was crying pain!

And also! Xu Anwei, what kind of sleeping method did your uncle have! This rolling quilt is still tightly wrapped around you?!

"Roar!"

The figure didn't attack Xu Anwei was obviously a little irritable, and roared to attack Xu Anwei again, but he didn't want to, Xu Anwei heard the other party's roar, and the whole person was not good......

The strength of this attack, this familiar roar, is clearly - first-level zombies!

She never remembered when a first-level zombie also lit up the wall-climbing skill!

As for the second-level zombies? She hadn't thought about it, the second-level zombie already had the basic ability to discriminate, and in the case that Xu Anwei had no blood flowing from the wound on his body to stimulate him, the second-level zombie would not choose to eat this somewhat dangerous person and give up those who had no ability to resist.

Damn it!

The quilt is still rolled up!

If she was killed by a first-class zombie, it would be a big joke!

Finally reached out and grabbed the Tang knife, Xu Anwei immediately slashed at himself...... of quilts.

In an instant, the feathers filled in the quilt flew wildly, and the whole room looked a little dreamy under the effect of moonlight and flying feathers...... Of course, this is just a delusion.

In the face of a zombie, the person who can say the word beauty...... It's not a psychopath, it's a hell of a madness!

Holding the Tang knife, Xu Anwei immediately slashed over.

"Bell!" The sound of metal clashing together came, Xu Anwei's hands were a little numb, and in the moonlight, she had some difficulty seeing the appearance of the zombie in front of her...... Dressed in iron...... It's really an iron sheet, an iron sheet transformed from that huge oil drum.

it! When will the zombies light up these skills, why don't I know?!

The iron sheet was cut by Xu An's only knife and a huge hole appeared, and the strange fishy smell that belonged to the blood of the zombies mixed with the smell of the old oil drum came, and Xu Anwei's whole person was not good.

, she really wanted to throw up......

Just then, she heard a loud cry coming from the room next to her, and then something was knocked to the ground, struggling to get up.

The room next to it...... It's Lin Jiawen.

Has it been resolved?

Xu Anwei silently glanced at the black Tang knife in his hand, and then saw that the zombie's claws had been raised again and pounced on him......

"Give me death! Little stray hair! ”

Fighting zombies, her speed was thrown off by Lin Jiawen? It's better to die!

The inexplicable competitiveness made Xu Anwei burst out with a different combat power, that is, what would have taken a minute to solve was compressed to half a minute......