I saw him twist his neck, turn his body around his neck, open his legs, flick his arms, and run away.

In the flick of his fingers, he rushed out five or six meters to the side, as fast as a rabbit out of the nest.

"Your uncle, don't fly over! Give me some time...! Glancing behind him with his peripheral vision, the legs of the walking corpse fell, standing where he was standing just now, looking sideways at Liu Zimo who was running.

He had Hot Wheels on his legs, and he went straight ahead.

Within seconds, as the distance was pulled apart, the walking corpse behind it turned into a black dot. But everything didn't seem to be as easy as he thought, and then there was a "Boom!" from behind him. The muffled sound of "dong" went from far to near.

This muffled noise does not bode well, it is clearly chasing.

Liu Zimo had the good fortune to see the walking corpse before, and it was several meters away with ease. The voice from behind him was like a talisman, urging his brain and heart to beat, so he had to speed up desperately, and ran forward regardless of it.

The dull thump behind him rang a few times and then stopped moving. I heard a muffled sound, and the sound came from the front. The walking corpse leaped over his head, landing five paces in front of him like a parabola, and turned his back, standing there with a hideous face, waiting for him.

The original escape immediately turned into a charge.

"Grass! How... You can jump so far!! Looking at the walking corpse falling in front of him, he gasped and cursed.

The frequency of his legs changed sharply, and he took a small broken step like a sudden brake, making the turf rustle under his feet, and I saw his body drifting sideways as if he had made a sharp turn at a high speed of 90 degrees, avoiding the walking corpse in front of him, and then pulled his legs and rushed out to the left.

The walking corpse waited in place and watched in place. Helplessly, it howled and had to jump up again to keep up.

As long as the walking corpse falls in front of him, Liu Zimo can always dodge smoothly with a sharp turn and drift to avoid it.

In the face of his unpredictable and unpredictable evasive tactics, the walking corpse can only respond by eyeing each time. After all, Liu Zimo is still slightly higher than it in terms of control and dexterity of the body. This made the walking corpse angry, and couldn't help but roar, and the sound was loud and earth-shattering.

Every time the walking corpse falls from the sky, it has become a traffic light, and Liu Zimo, who is running wildly, no longer relies on the sound of footsteps to identify its direction, but as long as he sees a yellow light flashing in front of him, he will immediately change direction sideways and change his route.

The yellow-eyed walking corpse roared and roared, and could only leap forward non-stop to chase after it.

On the lawn outside the building, one is constantly changing direction and making sharp turns to escape, and the other is running and jumping in the back. It's fun to look at, like a walk.

However, this chase and escape battle only lasted a few minutes. Liu Zimo, who was sweating profusely, was finally defeated due to lack of physical strength, and his legs were like being filled with lead, and he was so heavy that he almost stumbled and fell down several times.

His all-out sprint eventually turned into an all-out racewalk. It's not at all comparable to the yellow-eyed walking corpse that has no upper limit of physical strength and catches up later.

"! ... Damn it! ... It's really... I can't run!! Why is the master still not good! I'm going to be played to death by it here!! "Stopped, hunched back, hands on knees, panting, sweating like rain.

"Boom!" A muffled bang. Feet fall on the turf in front of you.

Liu Zimo opened his mouth and panted, and looked up.

I saw that the yellow light in the eyes of the walking corpse was a little more intense than before, and his face became more hideous.

A shrill howl was heard, and the neck was once again choked by the walking corpse. But he was not to be outdone, and hit forward with his hand, but unfortunately Liu Zimo's arm was too short, and the yellow charm in his hand was only a few inches short of being pasted, and it fell short.

With the force of pulling up at the neck, Liu Zimo's entire body also went up. Soon his feet were off the ground and he was hoisted high into the air.

The hands stuck in his neck gradually tightened inward, and his face immediately turned red, and it became more and more difficult to breathe. The neck and the upper face, the green tendons burst out, and it was extremely terrifying.

The walking corpse had learned the lesson from before, and was no longer in a hurry to bite, but intended to strangle him alive.

Time passed minute by minute, Liu Zimo's eyeballs were bloodshot and clearly visible, and soon the black and white eyeballs turned into a pair of bloody eyes, and his eyes became blood-red.

In the face of impending death, he did not struggle as before, but tried to maintain the last trace of calm, and kept waving his hands downward, trying to paste the yellow talisman, but it was only a small distance away. He only hated his hands now for not having long legs, otherwise... It won't be like this.

Gradually, his consciousness became confused. His hands drooped and he let go, and the yellow talisman in his hand fell to the ground. The body hung in the air, instinctively began to spasm slightly, and his legs kicked weakly a few times.

"Am I going to die? ...”

The objects in front of him became in a trance, the sounds of birds around him were no longer clear, and the pain in his body was no longer felt.

He saw an arc-shaped white light slowly light up in the void in front of him, looking like a gate to another world. The light is not dazzling, but rather warm and soft, almost as comfortable as bathing in the sun. Make people want to come forward and hug them.

Is this death? Why is death, which people fear, so warm and comfortable? The arrival of death did not seem to be uneasy or fearful, but rather made him feel unusually peaceful and comfortable. It was something he had never felt before.

He accepted death and gave up his due will to live.

At this moment, an ethereal and crisp echo resounded in his mind, a familiar voice.

"Liu Zimo! What did you promise me? What would I do if you died?! The figure of Autumn appeared in his mind along with the voice.

"That's right! ... I promised the autumn's... But... The light in front is so comfortable... It's like a hug, even if it's just a moment..."

"Liu Zimo!! Knight!!!! Wake up!! Don't go there!!! Autumn did everything possible and called out to him desperately. Trying to drag him back from the brink of death.

At this moment of life and death, I could only hear a strange cry from behind the walking corpse.

With that strange scream, a white light appeared above the head of the walking corpse, which was fierce and fast, so that people could see clearly what the thing was chopping, and the vague outline of the shape did not look like a sharp weapon such as a sword.

The heavy object that was chopped down, "bluff~", fell on the head of the walking corpse, and there was a "Wow! ~~~~" There was a muffled sound, and the sound was as muffled as a bell in the temple.

In the midst of this muffled sound, there is also a clear and crisp "Click! "Sound, it's the sound of something breaking.