Chapter Twenty-Three: The Black Robe
If it's not discovered, there's still hope, right? At the last distance of less than ten meters from Manglin, Tang Ling was left with only this thought, and the corpse people had already jumped over mercilessly, which was their usual action when they pounced on their prey for the last time.
bumped into it, Tang Ling was about to go crazy, and he had to fight like this.
But at this moment, he was suddenly pulled, and the familiar hand burst out with incredible power, it was his mother-in-law!
The rain had stopped, and not far away, four or five pairs of gray and cruel eyes appeared, reflecting the purple moon, which was extraordinarily demonic.
Desperate! The corpses in the neighborhood have gathered!
Tang Ling finally found that he would despair to the end, and his self-contained calmness was useless.
My sister was still silent.
But the mother-in-law suddenly broke free of Tang Ling.
In the next moment, a huge sadness overwhelmed Tang Ling... He saw his mother-in-law rush towards the corpse with incredible speed.
The huge force of the collision suddenly knocked the corpse jumping in the air away, and before he could struggle to stand up, the mother-in-law pounced again.
"Still not running?" The mother-in-law didn't look back, just said this, unusually calm.
The whirlpool in Tang Ling's heart shattered, and the hot blood that slowly oozes out of it scorched him, making him want to scream wildly, wanting to go crazy, making him feel like he was in hell...
But Tang Ling still ran, with a force he had never had before, he hugged his sister tightly and ran towards Manglintou without looking back.
Younger sister... I have to live, and I have to live, she... I have to grow up slowly!
The tears were hot and seemed to burn his skin, and Tang Ling's whole body trembled.
He struggled to such an extent that he still couldn't save his mother-in-law.
He felt like a ridiculous ant and did all the jokes in the eyes of those who were on top of him, right?
Tears were blown up by the wind, and Tang Ling's courage seemed to be completely drained, because he couldn't look back at his mother-in-law, he was afraid that seeing the picture of his mother-in-law being torn apart by the corpse would make him rush back desperately.
There was a tingling sensation in his shoulder, and at some point his sister had bitten his shoulder, but he couldn't vent the desperate hatred at the moment.
"Xiao Ling... The former civilization really existed, and it was beautiful...."
"To live, there is hope..."
The mother-in-law's voice came from behind her, and then, the excited roar of the corpse had already drowned out the last sound, and a ruthless bone cracking sound was slight but deafening in Tang Ling's ears.
"Look." Tang Ling opened his mouth softly, finishing the last word that his mother-in-law was going to say, but as soon as he opened his mouth, tears were already surging.
"Mother-in-law...", my sister let go of her mouth and shouted two words with a choked voice, her voice ethereal and ethereal.
She seems to have lost the ability to speak in full.
However, as long as she can live, she can grow up.
Mangrove is just around the corner.
"It's kind of interesting." There was a light breeze, and a voice that was difficult to distinguish between men and women suddenly appeared.
Without any warning and without any sight at all.
Tang Ling stopped, gasped heavily, bent over, and hugged his sister tightly, like a dangerous beast.
He saw that less than ten meters in front of him, a figure wrapped in a black robe appeared in front of him as the voice fell.
The black-robed man is the black-robed man he saw in the periscope!
Tang Ling's pupils contracted, even though the black-robed figure was facing Tang Ling, under the light of the purple moon, Tang Ling couldn't see his face hidden under the hood clearly, or could only see a long strand of silver hair fluttering out from the tightly wrapped black robe, reflecting a strange light.
"Everything, it's you." Tang Ling squeezed out these words from between his teeth, and the conspiracy seemed to surface.
Although the complexity is confusing for a while, it is already obvious, right?
The black-robed man did not answer Tang Ling's question, and behind him, seven or eight corpses wandered but did not attack him, which further proved Tang Ling's guess.
The anger made the whirlpool in Tang Ling's heart completely explode, and the blood that had been inhaled before quickly flowed to every part of his body at this time, burning and expanding... Let Tang Ling's consciousness go crazy.
Tang Ling forcibly restrained himself, but he couldn't control the goosebumps that exploded all over his body, such a bottomless sense of danger, whether it was the fierce beast snake or the corpse crowd, it was far away.
That's the first time I saw him through the periscope.
"Doom gene chain, really?" The black-robed man was talking to himself and saying inexplicable things, ignoring Tang Ling, who was on guard.
Tang Ling's whole body tensed when he heard this, he didn't understand the meaning of these words, even if every word the black-robed man said was a language he was familiar with.
Another breeze blew, Tang Ling's eyes flickered slightly, and there was another inexplicable sentence that echoed in the empty night: "Very good, the surprise is huge." ”
Then, Tang Ling felt empty in his arms - sister, gone.
A huge despair suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart, Tang Ling raised his head suddenly, and what he saw was that his sister was caught in the hands of the black-robed man.
Is even the precision instinct useless?
Otherwise, why didn't the black-robed man notice it the moment he snatched his sister?
Despair was like the sharpest bayonet, cutting away Tang Ling's last fear, he instantly clenched his fists and rushed towards the black-robed man without hesitation.
Death, what's so terrible at such a time? At least - desperately for my sister, isn't it?
"Huh!" The black-robed man carried his sister with one hand, looked at her carefully, and didn't look at Tang Ling, a light smirk with contempt had already indicated all his attitudes.
Anger, sadness, upset... The emotion of devouring reason made Tang Ling completely crazy, his eyes had turned into a bloody color, and every muscle and bone in his body seemed to be beating, with the same frequency as his pulse.
Once again, the annoying burning sensation swept over more intensely, with a swelling sensation that seemed to break through the skin.
Tang Ling roared frantically, raised his arm, and smashed his fist into the black-robed man.
The black-robed man didn't care, and raised a hand lightly, as if he wanted to stop Tang Ling's fist with such a ridiculous movement.
But this kind of action was really very effective, Tang Ling froze suddenly, he seemed to hit a hard wall, and he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.
So... Weird power!
But do you need to care? Tang Ling's mind could barely think at this time, his neck was swollen, the muscles of his arms were tensed to the limit, and his heels were deep in the mud, he just wanted to break through, he just wanted to smash this punch on the nose of the black-robed man.
In this way, it's also very venting... Tang Ling's eyes were frighteningly red, and the blood in front of him became more and more intense.
The black-robed man let out a soft 'huh' and wanted to turn his head in surprise, but he heard several very regular vibrations coming from under his black robe.