There is the scene today.

Jiu'er's heart was nervous, the energy in her body disappeared, and the space could not be entered because of restrictions, the direct pressure of this high-level zombie made her angry, but she was powerless.

If the energy was saturated, she would have been able to fight on her own, but now it would take a lot of effort to even move a finger, let alone use her hands.

She was curious that this zombie didn't bite her!

Zombies have gotten better, they don't eat people anymore...

Hehehe, don't make a fuss, is this possible? It's something even more unacceptable than the end of the world, and she's too bored to think about these things at this time.

The zombie wore a black hat to cover most of his face, and at this time he turned his back to her and looked left and right, as if he was desperately looking for something, and he could feel her jealousy when he heard the breath.

In the eyes of the zombies, Jiu'er is completely a dead thing that can't turn over any waves, and she can't rise up with any fear and caution, if she has energy at this time, there are several ways to solve this zombie with one knife.

Thunderbolt speed, scimitar can move as you like, or combine it with an ability to take it by surprise.

It's just that it's all built on the presence of energy...

Song Jue, I'm going to die, and I won't let you go if I am a ghost.

These words are completely spiritual sustenance, as if thinking like this will lead to miracles.

"Really? That's exactly what I want, so I don't have to save you. ”

The sudden male voice suddenly sounded in his head, soft and soothing, with a hint of laughter, as a voice-activated Jiu'er, his whole body was a little numb for a while, but more of it was unbelievable.

Is it a dream?

How did she hear Song Jue's voice?

Imagining the surprise and admiration that Jiu'er might have, Song Jue sat on the sofa until Zhang Fan and Shangguan Yu both shrugged their shoulders and went back to the house to rest, then got up and walked out.

This little couple is also tortured, and now they don't have the slightest intention of showing affection when they meet, and they want to sleep well in the dark as soon as they get into bed.

Jiu'er was stunned spontaneously, the zombie had returned from behind her, Jiu'er gathered her mind and maintained a posture of slumping to the ground like a dead dog, this posture did not need to be pretended, it was the most appropriate spiritual portrayal of her at this time.

Zombies are the same as people, the pair of cold fingers that suddenly brushed towards the major artery in her neck gently pressed the green veins, and the sharp nails brought a sharp tingling, at that moment, just a light puncture, her life and death were within reach.

"How should I punish the humans who hurt me and my companions, your blood..."

The zombie came closer, sniffing at the dried blood at the corner of its mouth, and a pair of eyes hidden behind the hat sparkled, revealing strong longing and greed.

This is the blood that my sister dreams of, sweet and delicious, a good thing that can multiply the strength, it stretched out its tongue, and couldn't help but want to bite down, the combined eyes suddenly opened, the whirlpool-like pupils crossed the depths, and in an instant, an extremely suppressed energy came directly with the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai, and was on the verge of death.

The zombie is extremely alert, and has an unusually keen intuition for the perception of danger, and at the moment he was busy putting his head away, he wanted to gather energy to stay away from this sudden weirdness, when he saw that the bright wrist suddenly fell on its neck, and a stream of air that exuded a dark aura swept through the body.

The zombie was really frightened, and he felt that the rich energy and vitality in his body were absorbed by the coefficient of those hands, and the dark energy continued to shrink and entangle, until there was no trace of vitality and only the skeleton corroded by energy, he withdrew his hand and collapsed to the ground again.

Jiu'er was confused, and when she woke up, she still had the illusion of death, her sense of smell was almost destroyed by the pungent fishy stench, even if the scene outside the window showed the daylight, but for her, the whole mall was still dark.

Her whole body was weak, and while she struggled to get up, her eyes unexpectedly fell on a skeleton in front of her, and there was a spar containing powerful energy fluctuations scattered on the ground.

It's that sixth-order zombie.

Jiu'er squinted her eyes, held the spar in her hand, and entered the space with a slight movement of her mind, and finally got rid of the suffocating stench, took a few deep breaths and spread out her palm, revealing the white spar, and then slowly moved her gaze to the ancient ring worn by her thumb.

"Song Jue..."

There was no response for a long time, Jiu'er lowered his eyes and clenched the spar in his hand, looked at the ancient ring on his thumb, and his heart turned a thousand times.

It's not that she doesn't know what that soothing energy is every time she is exhausted, it's just that it's a little strange to think about.

"Thank you."

She didn't seem to know what to say other than that, and all the words seemed too pale in terms of life-saving grace.

The faint, low and beautiful male voice never appeared again, but Jiu'er believed that Song Jue would definitely be able to hear it, and practiced the movements without delay, and began the tireless repeated cycle again, and finally didn't even take a shower, and went directly out of the space.

Standing at the door of a store with a lot of men's clothes scattered, Jiu'er walked around the floor, she tirelessly killed a lot of zombies and mutant animals here, and finally almost died on the last big boss, now this mall is empty, there is nothing but zombie corpses, but she has not become a sixth-order ability.

Although she didn't know what Song Jue had done to her, Jiu'er knew that as long as she became a sixth order, she would be able to leave here. The energetic spar in the space can make her succeed in one fell swoop, but Jiu'er always feels that there is almost something, and she doesn't think about the level at the moment, she goes downstairs and starts collecting the spars, and the time slowly disappears in the process of her non-stop movements and scrubbing, and I don't know how long it has been, Jiu'er has experienced the feeling of picking up the spar for the first time.

The six-storey mall is also full of leftover materials, displaying the latest styles of the season, although two-thirds of them have been destroyed, but the remaining one-third is also a material to be reckoned with.

Jiu'er took the trouble to collect the materials he needed, and he did not refuse to come to some toiletries, such as sportswear and casual shoes for summer clothing and shoes, and high heels and the like, in addition to looking at the pleasing to the eye, after accepting them, he decisively gave them up.

Finally, there is the underwear.

But everything that is intact is put into the space, and unexpectedly arrived at the underwear store she used to frequent, there are not many finished products in the store, it is messy, there are no lighting and all decorations, and it has long lost its original appearance.

Maybe the mother-in-law was one of her opponents, or maybe she had died young.

"What are you thinking..."

Jiu'er was slightly stunned, and then returned to normal, this sentence seemed to cast a beam of light into the darkness, so that Jiu'er, who was surrounded by death, suddenly had a sense of security that there were people around him.

And she didn't know how to answer this question for a while, she thought a lot, messy, and didn't have a clear idea, so she had to helplessly answer, "It's just nonsense." "My voice was a little hoarse, I hadn't spoken for a long time, and my throat still tingled.

"That sixth-order spar, why is it useless?"

"Song Jue, I want to ask you a question, can you answer me honestly?"

Song Jue frowned slightly, his thin lips pursed together, and he guessed in his heart what this woman would ask.

Is it why he can talk to her, or the cause of death of the sixth-order zombie, these unusualness is absolutely unbelievable here, if she really asked, Song Jue would not lie to her.

If you like someone, you should have nothing to hide.

What she wants to know, he will tell her, what she wants, he will let her get, it's as simple as that, unconditionally want to give.

"Hmm."

Jiu'er stabilized her slightly accelerated heartbeat that was provoked, she is quite vulgar, voice-controlled and external, and she likes powerful men, which is the same as all female compatriots, otherwise she would not have been obsessed with Shang Qi who met the requirements without hesitation in her previous life.

"What kind of realm do you and Lian Minghan belong to?"

Song Jue was slightly stunned, never thinking that the other party would ask this, but this kind of apprehension only lasted for two seconds before returning to normal, "Never die." ”

The four words are light and fluttering, but they are heavy and abnormal, Jiu'er heard in his previous life that Lian Minghan's strength is unfathomable, and there is also a mention in the book, but Song Jue...

He appeared out of thin air, without a hint of warning, without a hint of introduction, and suddenly appeared in her life, thus making her plans and ideas change drastically.

Song Jue is the most powerful ability she has ever seen, and it is conceivable that Lian Minghan, who has become an opponent with him.

"I see."

After these words, there was a long silence, Jiu'er had no intention of talking, but the slight fear in her heart faded unconsciously, when she left, she stood in front of the door with her hands on her heart, bowed her head, * and religiously, and then stood in front of the fence, her eyes swept over the many zombie corpses in different postures around her, and her heart turned a thousand times.

No one is wrong, to become a zombie, you have to adapt to the survival rules of zombies, and to become a human being, you naturally have to adapt to the survival rules of human beings.

The law of the jungle is the strong, and it's all about survival.

Jiu'er flashed into the space, this time he took a shower and cleaned up, then ate and drank enough to sleep, and after waking up, he directly began to learn the remaining few movements.

The six movements are discing, bending, standing, flipping, jumping, and fixed, and the combination is a defensive offensive finishing move, Jiu'er has done it coherently, and he is already sweating profusely.

The action in one go, whether it is the flexibility of the person, or the accuracy of the angle acupuncture points, have reached the point of almost metamorphosis, once the fiddling is correct, the energy in the body will have a tendency to circulate and surge, at this time, if she absorbs the spar, her spiritual power will be slightly improved, and the energy veins in the body will also expand a lot.

Thirty days until the slaughter game.

Shangguan Yu and Zhang Fan became fifth-order abilities in twenty days, this kind of speed and results are undoubtedly exciting, and therefore, Song Jue is so tall to her that it seems to be a reborn parent, although it is terrifying to be unkind, the blood he saw with him is almost the sum of the end of the world so far, and he doesn't care about this moment.

There's nothing more exciting than the strength in your hands.

The outside temperature still fluctuates greatly, giving all the survivors a feeling that the sky is about to change again, and at this moment, there are many people who choose to go to Area W at Qinglong Base, and many of them are still acquaintances.