Ye Wuqing had just taken a few steps, and as expected, there was another low roar behind him.

The zombie roared and rushed up and grabbed Ye Wuqing.

Ye Wuqing was in no mood to care about this, his body was top-heavy and his limbs were weak, he turned his head to look at him, and his body fell and fainted.

Sickness comes like a mountain.

Ye Wuqing, who has not been sick for several years, is menacing, and his whole person is burning hot, and his consciousness is groggy.

The zombie's face showed panic, the originally soft and fragrant sweet person, fell into his arms, hot and weak, feeling her vitality slowly receding, and there was a sharp pain in the dead heart of the zombie that had stopped beating thousands of years ago.

"Wake up...... Don't sleep ......"

The zombie picked up Ye Wuqing anxiously, his sharp nails were retracted, and his fingers gently poked Ye Wuqing's red face.

"Wake ......"

Is it hurt?

The zombie touched Ye Wuqing's whole body all over the body, and then came in and sniffed it from top to bottom, and the clothes on Ye Wuqing's body were cut into rags by her nails in a panic because she disliked it.

There was no smell of blood, and there was no poking into that hole......

The zombie was confused and panicked, holding Ye Wuqing and placing it in the place where the moonlight was most concentrated.

From the few experiences and instincts in their stiff brains, zombies know that every time they are injured and bask in the moon, they can be alive and kick by replenishing yin qi.

It's a pity that Ye Wuqing is not a zombie, and the yin qi enters the body and is menacing. Although Ye Wuqing has some ability, he has too much to see the yin energy brought by the thousand-year-old zombie. This zombie seems harmless, but normal people have been in contact with yin and evil for a long time, and they are either dead or bo, that is, Ye Wuqing has a bit of a mystical technique, so he has survived until now.

The zombie's nails poked Ye Wuqing's face again, Ye Wuqing's face was red and dripping blood, he frowned painfully, and there was a black gas condensed between his eyebrows and eyes, which became heavier and heavier.

The zombies became more and more restless, letting out a painful, panicked roar, birds fluttered in the woods, and trees swayed wildly like ghosts out of school

"Qingqing ......" The zombie suddenly looked at the calm and waveless lake, and immediately picked up Ye Wuqing and rushed into the water Zheng

He remembered that once he was dying, and he hid in the water for a long time before he came back to life.

Ye Wuqing was choked up.

The icy lake water rushed to her face, and Ye Wuqing was stimulated to wake up, so that she almost couldn't breathe.

The original sour and weak body burst out of the last desire to survive and struggled frantically. This almost drowned feeling, the ecstasy of Nyima.

Ye Wuqing pulled at the hard object in a panic, and suddenly stuck his head out of the water, and his head almost exploded.

When Ye Wuqing saw that he was pulling the zombie's arm and lying in his arms, and the zombie was carrying her into the water, the water level had already reached the zombie's chest and drowned in her mouth and nose.

Ye Wuqing: "!! ”

Wait, is this going to drown her?

Or do you want to bury her in water??

She felt that she didn't lose her breath and could still be saved!

"Qingqing......" Seeing Ye Wuqing wake up, an ecstatic light flashed in his dark and deep pupils, as if he decided that this water was really effective, and hurriedly accelerated his pace and walked into the water.

Ye Wuqing: "You...... Cough, cough, cough, stop! Do you want to drown me? ”

Ye Wuqing, who was poured a mouthful of water, was choked heartbreakingly, desperately bringing his mouth and nose out of the water and panting.

"Qingqing?" No matter how long the zombies stay, they can't sense that something is wrong.

"Ashore! Ahem......"

Ye Wuqing, who spat a few mouthfuls of water on the shore, felt that he was really going to die, and he was drenched and lying on the ground weakly, his head hurting more and more.

Ye Wuqing only now found that his clothes had turned into pieces at some point, and they were wet and sticking to his body one by one, barely covering his body, and what he should not see was looming.

But Ye Wuqing is not in the mood to care about this now, besides, the zombie in front of him doesn't know how long Quanguo has been, Ye Wuqing's cheek has already honed its thickness, and he looks down on everything, and he is not embarrassed at all

Speaking of these, what should be paid attention to now is that the body is wet and cold and uncomfortable to death, the night wind blows, the lips are bruised, the hair is sticking to the body, and the white and purple face is like a female ghost crawling out of the water.

What is hateful is that the perpetrator is still squatting next to him and looking at Ye Wuqing with an innocent and worried face, completely unaware that he did a good deed.

Ye Wuqing silently recited the heart-clearing mantra a few times weakly, and grabbed the zombie's arm: "Help me...... Get up ......"

His throat felt hot and painful, I don't know if it was because of the fever in his body, or because he was choked by water, Ye Wuqing's voice now was comparable to that of a zombie.

The zombie stood up carrying Ye Wuqing like a child.

"Take me to the medicine ......" Ye Wuqing bit the tip of her tongue hard, and the strong stinging pain kept her brain awake for the time being.

However, because of the bleeding, the zombie was keenly aware of it, and his nose moved, and he immediately leaned over to her face and pinched her face to look left and right.

"Qingqing ......"

"Go!" Ye Wuqing slapped the zombie, and the soft strength was like a pile of steel and iron bones, and the zombie did not move.

Ye Wuqing's lips overflowed with blood because of his words, and the zombie broke his chin with his fingers and reached in to find the wound, and what was even more excessive was that the zombie still maintained a worried expression in the process.

"Qingqing, injured ......"

The zombie picked up Ye Wuqing in a panic and wanted to drill into the water again.

Ye Wuqing: "......"

"Take me to find medicine, or I'm going to die."

Ye Wuqing has many years of experience in surviving in the wild, some first-aid herbs, and methods for treating yin and evil in the body.

Although the zombies can't communicate like normal people, they are fortunate to understand her and don't drag her into the water to drown.

Ye Wuqing smeared and found a few herbs in the woods, and took out the medicine primer from the sturdy backpack he brought, and some messy materials, the fastest way to make a primer that tended to leave the yin and evil qi in the body, and gnawed on a wild Cang's ear.

Xanthella leaves can be boiled in water and bathed to get a fever, but unfortunately there is no such condition.

Ye Wuqing shivered and hid next to the fire, and after sweating a hot sweat, he felt that he had come to life.

It's really careless, and the chain reaction caused by the evil spirit entering the body almost killed her.

The red firelight flickered, shining on Ye Wuqing's somewhat pale face after the red heat subsided, and the blue eyes without an eye mask covered became more and more dazzling, and it was extremely strange.

The zombie squatted next to her, and pulled Ye Wuqing's fingers with some flattery.

The aura and silence emanating from Ye Wuqing's body made the zombies feel uneasy.

Ye Wuqing slapped his hand away angrily, but because his body didn't have any strength now, the strength was lighter than tickling.

"Qingqing......" zombie is aggrieved.