Qin Weilan, who had never been treated like this, was stunned, she looked at Han Yuran in disbelief, and then at Mo Hong, disappointed to find that there was no longer any pity and love for her on their faces.

Han Yuran jumped up from the ground in shock, unable to care about the blood that kept flowing from his arms, because zombies would not give them time to rest.

As long as you relax a little, your life will be confessed here in the next second.

Everyone is doing their best, and everyone wants to live longer in the last days, even if they die, at least not to die so miserably.

Not even a whole corpse.

"Ahh

A terrible, resounding scream rang out from among the zombies, and Mo Hong and Han Yuran turned their heads suddenly, only to see a bloody palm, and their fingers were clasped to the ground.

Then a bunch of zombies swarmed up and devoured the people in the middle.

That was Qin Weilan, who was dragged away by zombies at some point!

"Ahhh

Han Yuran's eyes were red, he hated Qin Weilan, hated her for being ruthless, and pushed him out to block the zombies, he never thought that she would die so easily.

Mo Hong had already rushed forward first, almost with a dead force, his palm turned into a blade, and where he passed, the zombie's head rolled to the ground.

And to kill all the zombies around it, it's too late.

Qin Weilan was lying on her back on the ground, blood was flowing all over the ground, her still beautiful eyes were wide, and the fear in her pupils that had not yet had time to dissipate was frozen in it forever, and it would never fade away.

The haze of the sky was reflected in her retina, her body had been gnawed to pieces, and the white bones were clinging to the flesh, looking like a murder scene.

Qin Weilan died, and the way he died was exactly the same as that of Su Youmao.

Su Kui watched quietly, and suddenly felt bored, she was so thoughtful, and in the end, it was really not interesting.

What if there is also a heroine system? What if Qin Weilan was willing to pay the price for his soul?

If you think about it, I'm afraid that's probably the truth.

That will be entangled day after day, and everyone will be trapped in a strange circle, with no ** return, and there will be no escape.

Suddenly, the wind blew fiercely between the heavens and the earth, the car was blown rattling, and the zombies were staggering and almost unsteady. The green with golden leaves was swept into the wind and fluttered in circles.

Everyone came back to their senses in horror, and saw a petite girl with her arms outstretched, her black hair flying in the wind, and the corners of her clothes being blown to the sound of hunting. Countless green leaves swirled around her body like a tornado, and then suddenly scattered, slashing at the zombie's neck with galloping killing intent.

Everyone was blown unsteady on their feet and had to crouch down and hold their hands on the ground.

Only Shen Delirium, standing firmly with his feet rooted, looked at the independent woman in front of him, his black hair was flying, and a trace of obsession flashed in his phoenix eyes that he was not aware of.

Almost at the moment when the zombie group moved, countless leaves fell from the sky like flying knives, harvesting their heads accurately, and in an instant, it was really like purgatory on earth, the moment the head was cut off, the zombie's body twitched as if it was alive, and black blood spurted out from the neck.

That picture, even if a big man saw it, he couldn't help but feel a chill rise from the soles of his feet, and the whole person was still falling into an ice pool, and even the blood and heart froze together.

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