Zhong Lingxin looked at Song Sizhao's face that suppressed his anger and raised his eyebrows.

Her expression was faint, only slightly bowed, and a thin layer of cold mist was haloed in her eyes.

Song Sizhao turned away in silence, his face lines were tense, and his back was as tall and straight as a mountain peak.

The corners of Zhong Lingxin's mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't make any sound.

Her eyes fell back to the massive ball of light in midair.

The gaze, as if gazing through this wall of light, was as far away as an empty sky.

If it weren't for Lin Yincheng blowing himself up and injuring that Shura, they might all be wiped out.

How can you easily say anything here to grab the Chaos Fruit.

Their safety and sound are only because of his silent sacrifice.

Zhong Lingxin stared at the direction of his existence, and inexplicably felt that a missing place in his heart had been patched up by him piece by piece, and slowly became complete.

Originally, in her heart, Lin Yincheng was innocent and kind, with a miserable background, and he had always been the person she wanted to protect.

However, the truth is that he sacrificed himself again and again to protect her.

Accompanying her silently like this, regardless of the return of her efforts, made her powerless.

After being reborn, the consciousness of wanting to become stronger became more and more profound in her heart at this moment, and she didn't want to see him hurt for herself again.

Only when you have enough strength can you be qualified to talk about protection.

Lu Qianzhe glanced at Zhong Lingxin, was stunned, touched his face unconsciously, and sighed secretly in his heart:

"Niangdi obediently, is this going for plastic surgery? It's a magical world. Soak in the hot springs and you will be reborn and beautiful. ”

He just wanted to pull the corner of Zhu Dafu's clothes next to him, but his hand fell short as soon as he stretched out.

As if he hadn't seen it, he continued to lean into Zhu Dafu's ear with an obscene expression, and said shyly:

"Fatty, look at the captain! Let's go to the hot springs when we have time.

I think my appearance can be improved by the hot spring water. ”

Zhu Dafu's gaze wandered around Zhong Lingxin, and he laughed twice at Lu Qianzhe, pursed the corners of his mouth, and said jokingly:

"Even if you become a peerless beautiful man, aren't you still a single dog for tens of thousands of years."

The smile on Lu Qianzhe's face suddenly disappeared for the most part, and his expression became a little hideous, as if he had exposed some big secret.

After he was silent for a while, he suddenly glared at Zhu Dafu menacingly.

Then he snorted indignantly, turned his head arrogantly, and ignored the fat pig who exposed his old bottom.

Zhu Dafu didn't care when he saw that he was annoyed and angry, the old god continued to cultivate on the ground, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked with a light smile.

Now, Lu Qianzhe's sealed memories have also been restored.

The road is long, its repair is far away, and the road is long and obstructive.

They have already walked most of the way forward, and they do not know where the other holy guards are now.

Ren Mingyu, who was forgotten by everyone in the hotel lobby, was the last to wake up from a dream.

He couldn't help but stretch his waist, and there was still a hint of unfinished food on his face.

I secretly sighed how I woke up so quickly, the wonderful daydream time is so short.

He turned over in a helpless manner, like a salted fish basking in the sun.

Ren Mingyu recalled the scene in the dream and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

In the dream, his parents did not die in a plane crash.

Their family was very happy, and later they gave birth to a younger sister named Lingxin.

That man didn't die in the fire because he saved him.

has been living happily with his wife like a fairy couple.

Then, the ** part of the dream came, and his sister later married the facial paralysis.

His feet had just stepped into the auditorium, trying to stop the wedding of the century.

For some reason, dreams shattered like cracked glass, shattering into specks of stardust.

Ren Mingyu patted his chest, felt the heart that was still beating, and subconsciously held his breath.

"I owe you a word of thanks, Lin Zhaoyang."

The pair of peachy peach blossom eyes were tumbling with inexplicable emotions, ups and downs, making it difficult to distinguish.

Ren Mingyu licked his somewhat dry lips, and after silently looking at the ceiling, he bounced up from the sofa.

The floor in the lobby of the hotel was filled with a circle of people.

Their eyes were closed, motionless, as if they were dead.

Ren Mingyu's face changed obviously for a moment, and a layer of fine beads of sweat unconsciously appeared on the tip of his nose.

He looked around and there were only a few strange people on the couch.

It looks like a humanoid mannequin sitting on plastic, her eyes wide open and she doesn't blink.

"I said, what's the matter with you?"

Ren Mingyu suppressed his panic and came to the side of the beautiful woman who was closest to him.

He waved his hand in front of her eyes, but her eyelids didn't move.

Ren Mingyu's brows furrowed, and he reached out and pushed the front desk hard.

"Stop playing the game of wooden man with me, where are the others going......"

Before he could finish his words, she fell straight to the side.

Ren Mingyu's hands stiffened in mid-air, his lips trembled, as if he was desperate to speak, but he didn't say anything.

His face was so pale that there was no blood at all, only a pair of watery peach blossom eyes widened suddenly, and his eyes couldn't stop flashing.

He stood beside the sofa in a daze, his heart gradually rising to his throat, and his breathing was a little difficult.

There was a sound of small and slight footsteps behind him, and Ren Mingyu's heart tensed suddenly.

Suddenly, I felt that the cold weather was unusually hot, and my palms were cold and sweaty, wet.

He withdrew his hand tremblingly, and a hazy ghost seemed to stand in front of him, like dust and smoke.

Ren Mingyu didn't dare to look at it anymore, closed his eyes tightly, and squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

Like a squashed screaming chicken, it suddenly let out a heart-rending scream.

Zhong Lingxin heard his scream and abruptly withdrew his gaze.

I didn't even have time to use my ability, so I galloped all the way to the hotel.

Her gaze scanned the hall and found no sign of a sneak attack by the alien beasts.

Zhong Lingxin's eyebrows gradually twisted into a small mountain, and he squinted at Ren Mingyu, who was still screaming.

A series of screams were like magic sounds, almost penetrating her eardrums, and the roots of her teeth were a little soft when she heard it.

Smelling Xiang, who happened to come in to check on the other people's bodies, was also tormented by this miserable scream, and rolled his eyes.

She glared at Ren Mingyu angrily, and suddenly felt that her hands were itching, and she really wanted to knock him out and tell him to shut up quickly.

Zhong Lingxin rubbed his eyebrows and nodded at Wen Xiang, who was covering his ears.

She pulled the corners of her mouth, sighed helplessly, and patted him on the shoulder.

Ren Mingyu was so shocked that he slumped on the ground, crossed his hands across his chest to make defensive movements, and shouted violently:

"I will be nunchucks, I will be karate, and the demons and monsters who don't want to die will quickly retreat."

Zhong Lingxin twitched the corners of his mouth almost invisibly, raised his hand and gave him a brain collapse, and said in a cool voice:

"Big brother, don't be ashamed, get up quickly. If I don't get up again, I'll go. ”

Ren Mingyu heard the familiar voice, and then raised his head tremblingly.

He opened one eye slightly and looked at the back of Zhong Lingxin leaving.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and immediately stood up from the ground with a roll on the ground.

Footsteps followed behind Zhong Lingxin, leaving this place of right and wrong step by step.

Lu Qianzhe glanced at Ren Mingyu, then buried his head, his shoulders trembled, and he held back a smile on the side.

Ren Mingyu crossed a trace of discomfort on his face, and pretentiously flicked the bangs on his forehead and snorted.

Unceremoniously threw Lu Qianzhe a roll of the eyes, silently remembered the small account book in his heart, and waited to clean him up in the future.

Zhong Lingxin's eyes swirled back and forth between the two of them a few times, and he shook his head helplessly.

She knew that these two people would not stop for a moment.

She sighed lightly, withdrew her gaze, sat cross-legged beside the light cluster, and began to cultivate day after day.

The survivors gathered together with sad faces, they didn't know what was happening, and the unknown was even more terrifying.

Outside the hotel, there are three groups, one is the villagers and some tourists of Yeyuan Village led by Huang Yuanyang, one is the dragon group led by Song Sizhao, and the last one is Zhong Lingxin's team.

Song Sizhao led people to guard the perimeter, they stood with guns, and everyone's face was murderous, leaving the other survivors silent.

They either obediently stay where they are and seek a chance of survival, or they leave silently and find a place where they think they are safe to hide like rats.

Then, taking some weapons down from the car, distributing them to the survivors who were willing to stay, standing in front of them, and saying in an unquestioning tone:

"Wait a minute, you're going to face a battle of life and death. Everyone has to take up arms to save themselves. If you want to survive, you can only rely on yourselves.

The young men with physical strength arranged the defensive line together according to my arrangement. ”

Her voice is calm and powerful, and there is no room for resistance.

Zhong Lingxin glanced at the defensive line in front of him, and couldn't help but give Song Sizhao a thumbs up in the depths of his heart.

is worthy of being a woman who was called a heroic woman in her previous life.

The hot spring resort is located on the mountain and water, and the place is not very large, compared to the rest of the resort, it can be said that it is the most suitable for defense.

Song Sizhao began to lay out three defensive lines in a short period of time, arranged for his subordinates to pile up the isolation belt, and then made a simple buffer belt.

Her arrangement is targeted, and the division of labor is clear, so that everyone is in their most suitable position.

Because electromagnetic weapons cannot be used, all they have in their hands are thermal weapons.

All three lines of defense take into account the effective damage range of thermal weapons, so that every bullet in their hands is not wasted.

The people Song Sizhao brought this time are all people who are quite good at martial arts, which can be seen from their height, physique, pace and breath.

With the loss of two right-hand men in vain, it's no wonder she's so heartbroken.

Among the survivors, there were still sober people, and soon two men in security uniforms took the lead in picking up a knife, and the others also chose their own weapons one after another.