Chapter 11: The Last Days: Is It Crooked?

Lu Haitang's blood was extremely domineering, removing the infected cells in Mu Qinghan's body, but the normal cells were also damaged, and the combination of the three underwent incredible changes.

"Ah!!!h

Mu Qinghan curled up on the ground, watching in horror as the skin of his whole body rotted and grew back, as if his body was broken into countless pieces and rubbed around.

Mu Qinghan, who was in extreme pain, slammed into the corner of the table, this unbearable pain of human beings tortured him so much that his soul was about to float out of his body.

Tianbao and Lu Haitang squatted next to Mu Qinghan, and when Mu Qinghan crashed into the corner of the table, they took out the rope in the cabinet next to them and tied Mu Qinghan up neatly.

Xiao Tianbao stayed away from Mu Qinghan, who couldn't survive and couldn't die, when he no longer wailed, and reminded Lu Haitang: "Boss Deer, if you don't speak, you are probably going to mutate!" ”

Lu Haitang stood up, took out a brand-new spatula from the drawer in the small kitchen, and opened a bloody flower on his head Mu Qinghan is spatula!

"Bang!"

"Ah!!h

With a scream, Mu Qinghan fell to the ground, trying to struggle to get up, but he couldn't control his body.

Strangely, he could feel a huge opening in the top of his head, a strong desire to eat, and a great strength in his body.

However, when I saw the excited deer begonia with a spatula in his hand, he was completely stunned.

Whining...... He wants to look in the mirror!

Lu Haitang looked at the big opening from his forehead and the dense teeth inside, and shoveled down the pot with an expressionless face: "It's in the wrong place." ”

"Bang!"

It's another spatula, Mu Qinghan wants to cry......

Tianbao hid on the sofa and shivered, the energy contained in that spatula was terrifying, if it was slapped on it, its body would definitely be shattered again.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang !!" ……

After more than a dozen spatulas in a row, Mu Qinghan finally no longer had a big hole in his body, the zombie virus was combined with human genes and the blood of Lu Haitang, Mu Qinghan felt that he could go to heaven.

"Bang !!"

"Deer Begonia, don't fight !!" Mu Qinghan was crazy, he didn't have a mouth, why was he still fighting!

Lu Haitang looked at the face with different facial features, it was so ugly that she couldn't stand it: "It's too ugly, it didn't seem like this before?" Crooked? ”

Mu Qinghan collapsed: "I think it's okay......"

After dozens of spatulas went down, Mu Qinghan's face finally returned to normal, although his nose was blue and his face was swollen, his facial features finally returned to their normal position.

"Ha ......" tossed for so long, Lu Haitang was really sleepy, too lazy to pay attention to Mu Qinghan, who was arching around and trying to break the rope, yawned, and fell asleep on the sofa.

Tianbao gave up his position to the extremely sleepy Lu Haitang, jumped to the table, and searched for Mu Qinghan's identity information, but what shocked it was that Mu Qinghan actually had the mark left by the Divine Domain System on his body.

Tianbao, who stole something from the Divine Domain and escaped, is a bit square.

It seems that he has to stay away from Mu Qinghan, in case he is the target of those systems and hosts, he will definitely find it, and if he finds out that it is a fugitive robot in the Divine Domain, the game will be over.

And generally the people who leave the mission mark are either the protagonist or the villain.

Mu Qinghan is so miserable, he is definitely not the protagonist.

Although Lan Xianzhi was driving, he kept checking the movement behind him through the computer, and when he saw that Mu Qinghan had fused the zombie virus and the blood of the deer begonia, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

He has been exploring the secrets of Lu Haitang's body, and the blood has naturally been studied, and all kinds of high-tech detection machines have not been able to find out what is strange about the blood.

When he began to doubt himself, Mu Qinghan, who was half human and half zombie, fused with the blood of Lu Haitang, which he saw with his own eyes.

This made him want to try it for himself, and he quickly shook his head and dismissed the idea.

When Lu Haitang woke up, it was already night, and the RV had been parked on the side of the sparsely populated road, and it was pitch black all around, only the warm lights were shining in the RV.

Lifting the quilt covering her body, Lu Haitang stood up with her messy long hair, looked at Mu Qinghan, who was sleeping dead at her feet, and was a little puzzled: "So quiet?" ”

She also thought that Mu Qinghan was going to dismantle the car.

Lan Xianzhi sat down beside Lu Haitang, handed her a warm towel, and glanced at Mu Qinghan, who was sleeping thunderously: "It's good to let him be quiet for a while." ”

"Yes."

Lu Haitang took the towel and wiped her face, the heat made her sober up a lot, got up and went to the bathroom, took apart a new toothbrush, squeezed the toothpaste, and brushed her teeth carefully in the mirror.

The heat made the mirror hazy, and only a general figure could be seen, and Lu Haitang wrote his name on the mirror with his free hand and looked at it for a long time.

I even forgot to spit out the foam in my mouth.

The words on the mirror became more and more blurry, more and more distorted, and finally became extremely unfamiliar.

"Deer Begonia ......"

Lu Haitang spit out the foam in his mouth, turned on the faucet and threw a lot of water on his face before he woke up, and only after the feeling of floating away from his body and floating between heaven and earth dissipated, he opened the door of the bathroom and walked out.

Tianbao is preparing a route, planning to find a hitchhiker to Beicheng, staying by the side of this car, he is afraid that he will never be able to change his body.

Lan Xianzhi looked at Lu Haitang, who was a little wrong, and pointed to the various snacks and instant noodles on the table: "Eat some of these to cushion your stomach first, you haven't eaten for a day." ”

Lu Haitang took a bag of potato chips, sat down next to Lan Xianzhi, and looked at him seriously: "Lan Xianzhi, if you have any questions, ask them now, I'll tell you everything." ”

There may have been something wrong with her body, which has happened several times in more than 2,000 years.

Lan Xianzhi was a little surprised, Lu Haitang, who was very defensive, hypnosis was useless, and now he had to open his heart and tell him what he wanted to know?

"Good. To answer my previous question, when did you first realize that you were immortal? ”

"During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, it was about 223 BC."

"Which country?" Lan Xianzhi's eyebrows raised slightly, and he continued to ask, "What identity?" ”

"I forgot everything before I crawled out of the coffin."

Lan Xianzhi paused slightly, and looked at Lu Haitang, who was eating potato chips lightly, "You died once?" ”

Tianbao, who had the tip of his ear, also heard it, no longer searched for the route, and crawled out from under the table curiously: "Boss Lu, you have died??? How do you live? ”

Lu Haitang grabbed a handful of potato chips and stuffed them into his mouth, and was a little slurred: "I am also in Buji Island, and the place where I am buried is quite large, and it took several days to climb out." ”

I don't know if it's the unreliable one, and I don't know if I'll wait a few more days before burying it, are I afraid that she will stink?

Forget about burying it, bury it so deeply!

Lan Xianzhi frowned slightly: "Have you ever remembered why you are immortal?" ”

"When I thought about it a few days ago, it seems that I was hit by something in the sky." Lu Haitang stared at Tianbao, who was a little weak-hearted, and continued, "But it's definitely not a meteorite, otherwise I might not even have meat scraps." ”

Tianbao was as stunned as Lan Xianzhi, he had never heard of anything in outer space that could make people immortal, and there were a lot of people who were shattered and destroyed.

After the hard armor of the god domain came to this planet, it turned into a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron, and it is unimaginable that the deer begonia that was smashed by an alien object could be blessed by misfortune and live forever?

"It's not scientific!"

Tianbao looked at the tatters, so angry!

Could it be that the deer begonia still has the halo of the protagonist?

Lan Xianzhi used the quantum bracelet to calculate the probability of immortality after being hit by an alien object: 1 in 100 million?

The one in a hundred million probability that could make her immortal is undetectable.

Lu Haitang looked at the long list of numbers in front of Lan Xianzhi, probably understood what it was, and couldn't help but wonder: "Am I so unlucky?" ”

Lan Xianzhi put away the screen, his mood was extremely complicated, "I haven't seen the substance that makes you immortal, and I can't detect it at present." ”

Even in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, it is impossible for more than two thousand years without change, only those gods in the Divine Domain who have transformed their bodies from matter to energy can do so.

Under Lu Haitang's disappointed gaze, Lan Xianzhi glanced at Mu Qinghan who was lying on the ground, and was a little worried: "But what is certain is that the energy in your blood does not belong to this planet, these energies maintain your life, don't feed others blood in the future." ”

Lu Haitang recalled what had happened before each time this situation had occurred, and it turned out that every time her blood changed someone else, it would affect herself.

A lot has happened in 2,000 years, and it's like watching a long movie, she can remember other people's things clearly, but she can't remember her own.

After hiding and hiding for so long, she was desperate in loneliness again and again at first, and her brain has generated a protective mechanism, which will clear and filter some unnecessary memories and emotions when the interval is interrupted, so that she can continue to live without heart and lungs.