The hatred between women and women really can't be expressed in words, maybe a small thing can make you die.

"It's really a bad mood~" A small muttering how can it hide from the ears of the supernatural, Zhongli and Mingxuan invariably looked in the direction of the girl, their eyes were full of coldness, and at the same time stood behind Jiu'er, in the form of protection.

The girl's heart jumped at the moment, Ming Xuan's gaze was absolutely indifferent, looking at the girl was like looking at a dead person, as if she was going to be ** in the next moment. Zhongli belongs to the spirit of the supernatural ability, and pressure is her usual move.

Sensing the hostility, the two flower messengers leaned forward to block the girl's figure, and the other supernatural beings also formed a circle to surround Jiu'er and the three of them.

Beside the two tall men, the girl looked particularly petite and pitiful.

The atmosphere became a little tense in an instant, Jiu'er lowered his eyes and brushed the broken hair on the side of his face with one hand, stepped forward and stopped at a distance of one meter from the three of them, there was no sadness or joy on his face, he was obviously lazy and a little absent, but he always felt that he was looking down on.

Jiu'er leaned forward slightly, clasping her hands around her chest, the height of one meter seven was still a little short against the two big men who were more than one meter eight, but as she approached, she gave people an oppressive momentum for no reason.

"Guys, didn't you have enough fun last night?"

No one knows why he said that. As soon as these words fell, they directly pierced a layer of window paper, and everyone's expressions were a little exciting, and some even coughed twice in disguise.

After all, the shyness that remains in the bones cannot be completely eliminated in a while.

Although God knows that you know and I know, no one has ever said it so blatantly, how touching Rao is Jiu'er's voice was, and the three of them blushed uncomfortably.

I don't know if it's angry or blushing, or both.

"What do you mean?"

It was a slightly colder man who spoke, his eyes shot sharply at Jiu'er, there was a posture of swords and guns if he didn't agree, and the corners of his indifferent eyes outlined a ruthless arc, which was very similar to the domineering president in the novel.

Jiu'er hooked the corners of her mouth and said lightly: "What do you mean?" That's what you mean by your dissatisfaction now~ "It's not fun to look for it early in the morning, are these people sick Nima?"

"Poof~ha" really didn't hold back, Zhongli couldn't help laughing, this laugh was like a bullet ready to fire, bored, out of control.

The clenched fist rattled, and the muscles on his hands were already bursting out, as if he was trying to endure something, and when everyone thought that Jiu'er was going to die, it was the man with a smiling face who stopped the cold man's movements, looked at her with a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling, and after taking two steps forward, he stood on Jiu'er's side, bowed his head, and said in his ear: "You should be glad that we don't beat women~"

Hearing this, Jiu'er lowered her eyes and smiled: "Thank you for the grace of the hero." "Serious thanks, but the serious attitude makes people feel perfunctory, as if they are vexatious children.

The man froze in place, his smile froze on his face, and the man behind him had already taken a deep breath, looking at Jiu'er's gaze that was about to breathe fire. But the result was still stopped by the smiling tiger: "It's just a quick tongue for a while, why bother? ”

I just wanted to teach a lesson, hoping that these few would not make Ling Ling unhappy again, but unexpectedly, it ended like this, and they lost all their own people.

But sooner or later, I'll get it back.

The smiling tiger looked at the back of Jiu'er walking forward by mistake, the corners of his mouth hooked up an evil smile, Ming Xuan turned his head, and happened to meet the smile that the smiling tiger had not had time to retract, the smiling tiger was stunned for a moment, and Ming Xuan's eyes looking at the dead appeared again.

The smiling tiger is very unlucky, and the smiling face that has been strained all year round is also a little uncontrollable.

"Jiu'er~"

Zhongli called, and Jiu'er stopped according to his words, tilted his head to look at Zhongli's expression.

"Shall we go first?"

Jiu'er blinked, "Why are you leaving?" His eyes were still sparkling, and he didn't have any fear of anything from beginning to end, and in the face of such eyes, Zhongli also felt that he was too worried.

"There are many of them and the level is relatively high, in case someone stumbles in the dark..."The rest of the words, Zhongli couldn't go on, and stomped his feet like surrender: "Hey, I'll just talk about it, let's go, let's go~"

Looking at Zhongli, who looked like he was walking forward quickly with his head bowed as if he was annoyed, Jiu'er hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and the upward arc was just right, so good that people couldn't help but want to look at the face hidden behind the dirt.

Ming Xuan squinted a pair of lazy eyes, and his face returned to the appearance of not caring about anything, Jiu'er glanced at it, waved one hand slightly, made a gesture to follow, and the two followed closely behind Zhongli.

Of course, Jiu'er knows better than anyone else that this matter will never stop there, and it is easy to let it go because he has taken a fancy to their identity as a supernatural person, and when he returns to the base, he will naturally find an opportunity to slowly clean up. As for how the two men would comfort the girl, there is no need to guess Jiu'er to know, it is nothing more than letting them jump for two days first, and then she will deal with it after she goes back.

He set up two fourth-order enemies for himself, although he was helpless, he couldn't talk about regretting it, although all this was completely avoidable.

But why endure?

In this life, she is unwilling to restrain her temper, smooth out the sharp edges and corners, and endure? She didn't want it.

If you can fight the zombies and fight the hooligans, and prevent the good materials of the villain, you have to upgrade all the time so as not to be thrown too far. Living in the last days, all this is enough to make people tired, why endure it? Isn't all this effort just to live a better life? Her philosophy is that revenge will be avenged, and it is irresponsible to endure for a second.

As soon as they left, there were a dozen or so people left staring at each other, their faces puzzled by what was going on.

Human beings all have something called a sense of belonging to the team, and for the survivors of this team, the three of Jiu'er have made an enmity with them, and their eyes have changed from yesterday's indifference to today's common hatred, and the spirit of unity with the outside world is worthy of appreciation.

The tent was quickly put away, and a group of people embarked on the way back, facing many cold-eyed Jiu'er didn't care at all, and the three of them followed everyone back without caring at all.

Zhongli was always in a bad mood, but he didn't have so much energy on that group of people, and he always observed the situation around him with a high degree of concentration. The wandering zombies were all dealt with lightly, and they didn't need to make a move behind them.

The street had been walking for nearly an hour, not far from yesterday's location, and the temperature was getting higher and higher, and the smell in the air was even more unpleasant.

There are a lot of ordinary zombies, and there are a few of the first and second orders, but when he turned a corner, Zhongli grabbed Jiu'er's arm tightly.

"It's not that easy to go back~"

Jiu'er raised his eyes and saw a huge energy fluctuation in the air, far away and felt close, but nowhere to be found.

The strength of the arm is getting heavier and heavier, it is not difficult to see Zhongli's nervousness, and the same as them is naturally the survivor squad, a few supernatural people deal with ordinary zombies, and the rest are standing in place, looking around vigilantly.

"Brother~" The girl grabbed the man's hand a little nervously, and the man brushed the girl's hair with one hand in silence and patted it comfortingly. Then he turned his head sideways and said something to the smiling tiger.

Jiu'er looked funny, and Zhongli's voice sounded in his ears.

"The rank is higher than mine, I can't be sure." This sentence was very quiet, and it was deliberately only said to Jiu'er and Mingxuan. As soon as the words fell, Jiu'er fell into deep thought.

The level is higher than Zhongli, which means that they are at least third-order, and third-order zombies are not terrible, but what they are afraid of is the ability they have. Third-order zombies can directly fight against fourth-order abilities, and they will not necessarily lose, after all, no one in the category of body enhancement can compare to zombies with rough skin and thick flesh.

Humans can inflict countless wounds on zombies, and it is useless to not hurt the head. But if a zombie creates a wound on a human, the human will become a zombie.

"Mingxuan, lead the way~" There are two fourth-order abilities here, and the three of them are still making a lot of fun.

It is indeed simple to talk to a person with a high IQ, Mingxuan immediately changed the direction and began to lead the way, and when everyone was engrossed in looking for danger in the dark, Jiu'er and the three of them had already changed direction and started to run.

"Karma~Roar~"

There was a roar, which shook the ears a little, and a sudden bombing sound sounded in the middle of the crowd, not counting the screams in the crowd one after another.

Driven by curiosity, Xia Jiu'er turned his head, the position where he was standing before had been blown out of a big pit at this time, and the smiling tiger had already left the original position with the girl in his arms, and there were still two supernatural people in the big pit who had no time to run away, and those who had already died could not die again. And two of the people who dodged were directly bitten on half of their arms, and they screamed in pain at this time.

There are not a few people who are so frightened by this scene that their hearts are palpitating and their whole bodies are trembling.

"What kind of zombie is this?"

The girl couldn't help but vomit, after all, this scene looked too disgusting,

At this time, the two of them were not in the mood to answer the girl's question, the two who died directly were okay, the wound of the companion who was bitten on half of the arm had begun to turn black, obviously to become the rhythm of a zombie, Gao Lengman did not hesitate at the moment A fireball flew over, and the two unavoidable men died directly under the fireball.