Xu Wanhu's sea of consciousness.

In the shallow "puddle" formed by the convergence of spiritual sources, the surface of the water began to boil.

Dotted spiritual sources, scrambling to leap up from the water, and then converging into a stream of water in the air.

At the same time that the flow of spiritual sources broke free from the constraints of the water, a colorful vortex appeared above.

After the whirlpool appeared, the Spirit Source Flow seemed to find its direction, quickly surging towards the whirlpool, and then passing through the center of the whirlpool.

The sea of consciousness of a thousand households.

In the same white and boundless spiritual space, a blue flame stares at this world of consciousness.

Below the blue flames, a colorful vortex that was exactly the same as in Xu Wanhu's sea of consciousness appeared.

At this time, the flow of spiritual sources originating from Xu Wanhu's sea of consciousness finally came to the end of this trip.

One...... Two...... Three...... Four...... Five...... Six......

Countless spiritual sources poured out from the spiral nest, and in an instant, a pool of spiritual source "puddles" gathered at the bottom of the space.

From 10,000 households to 1,000 households, the migration of the spiritual source between the two seas of consciousness has actually taken place in the electric light and stone fire, and this is the process of Xu Wanhu feeding the spiritual source to the spiritual seed. Reversing the process of migrating the spiritual source is the process of Qianhu handing over the spiritual source he hunted to his master, if Xu Wanhu hadn't allowed it to keep these spiritual sources.

The spiritual source is the source of vitality of the soul, and the fresh spiritual source is constantly pouring in, just like a large dose of stimulant, which causes the excitement and madness of the soul or spirit seed in a short time.

The blue flames began to shake violently, and the flames continued to splash around, as if a person was twisting his ass and dancing a samba.

Feed 200 Spiritual Sources.

Balance 45 Spiritual Sources.

After the thousand households recognized the master, Xu Wanhu had 142 elemental spiritual sources in the sea of consciousness, which seemed to be so rich, but soon these spiritual sources were spent.

In order to quickly obtain information from thousands of households, Xu Wanhu fed 24 spiritual sources, and the price was so high that he had to resist his thirst for knowledge.

Since 3 o'clock in the morning today, Xu Wanhu, who has been thinking about escaping for his life, has not rested. When people are tired, their brains will consume more spiritual energy, and of course escaping for their lives is a big matter of brains. So in just two hours, Xu Wanhu's own soul used up another 18 spirit sources, with a balance of 100, and the whole number was just right.

Before encountering this wave of zombies, Xu Wanhu was worried from time to time that when his spiritual source was exhausted, would the thousand households from the "miracle" tear off the disguise, dismantle his Xu Wanhu's soul into eight pieces, and then digest the 1024 spiritual sources dismantled little by little. On a hot day, Xu Wanhu shivered several times, and he didn't dare to wonder if the voyeur Qianhu had discovered his thoughts.

Fortunately, the zombies appeared at this time......

The zombie in the car accident was killed, and Qianhu silently threw in 52 spiritual sources.

The mourning social brother was killed, and 145 spiritual sources were thrown in by thousands of households.

This feels really cool......

So, Xu Wanhu was like a drug, and began to talk nonsense like crazy.

If Xia Fan could see Qianhu "dancing" in the sea of consciousness, he would know why Xu Wanhu dared to flirt with Sister Fan at the last moment of his life.

"Fanfan! I'm going to sleep with you. ”

If it weren't for the fact that his soul was convulsed like a stimulant, how could Xu Wanhu, who had become more and more cautious in doing things in the past two years, dare to say this?

From the moment he killed the zombies in a car accident to get the spiritual source, Xu Wanhu was immersed in the world of monster killing experience.

Until he heard Xia Fan's sobs.

Hey?! Sister Fan, what are you crying about?

pondering what Xia Fan said, Xu Wanhu felt that it was his last words.

It's time for the spiritual master to make a move, hiding behind the girl's house, like something.

Xia Fan's palms were very wet, rough, and they were all calluses, not like the girl's hands.

As a car modification engineer, Xia Fan touches all kinds of car repair tools the most, and her hands can't be soft and delicate soft girls. In terms of appearance and ability, Xia Fan has enough capital to marry into a rich family, but she has never compromised with life, she wants to live her own life, not decorate other people's vases.

Xu Wanhu has never concealed his admiration for Xia Fan, otherwise there is any girl who can make him insist on visiting every month for two years after his senior year. Talk to each other about the difficulties they encounter in opening a store, cheer each other up, and rely on each other. Whenever Xia Fan was harassed, Xu Wanhu would appear in time, sometimes pretending to be a boyfriend, and sometimes just giving Xia Fan a person to confide in, but he never said he liked it.

said that she likes it, she needs courage, our sister Fan's aura is too sufficient, and Xu Wanhu does not have the courage to protect her life through the aura.

The moment the sea of consciousness kept pouring into the spiritual source, Xu Wanhu found his courage.

Hearing Xia Fan's cry, Xu Wanhu felt that there was a flaw in that aura.

The zombies are killed well, and the spirit source is snatched up, isn't this last day just a feast for yourself?

"Who is knocking on my window, who is stirring the strings, that forgotten time......"

Xu Wanhu's mind moved, and Cai Qin's singing voice came from the car stereo, and he felt that this song was the best match for tonight.

The knocking sound from the car window of "Tuk Tuk Tuk ......" interrupted Xu Wanhu's rhapsody of leisurely life in the last days.

A zombie appeared outside the car window on Xu Wanhu's side very appropriately, and its blue-black fingers struck intermittently on the window glass through the alloy protective net. The cartoon sun hat in the shape of a gray wolf on his head exposed his identity before his death, but unfortunately Xu Wanhu didn't understand the grievances and hatred between him and his brother in the lost society.

After extravagantly feeding 200 spiritual sources, the consciousness of Xu Wanhu and Qianhu fused into one.

At this moment, Wuling Hongguang is Xu Wanhu's steel drive.

His soul was tuned to the same frequency as the spirit seed Chihu who had signed a soul contract.

The engine is roaring, the guillotine is flashing with cold light, and the spirit master is about to strike.

"Three knives in the front right, take it back."

Xu Wanhu's mind moved, and the guillotine installed on the right front door quickly folded back, just slashing the gray wolf zombie who picked up the car. Without a speed bonus, such a force is not enough to directly cut the zombie into four sections, but compared to steel, the zombie's body is still fragile, and under one blow, the vertebrae and leg bones of the gray wolf zombie are cut off.

Xu Wanhu controlled the car to retreat in a serpentine shape, and the power generated by swaying from side to side threw out the gray wolf zombie that had lost the support of its vertebrae. The gray wolf zombie rolled on the ground a few times before it got up, and after its spine was seriously injured, it failed to stand and could only crawl forward with both hands. Since the brain was not injured, the gray wolf zombies could still fight, and Xu Wanhu did not get the expected spiritual source reward.

In this battle, the spiritual source obtained was 0, and Xu Wanhu felt a little regretful in his heart.

The battle continues.

Another zombie climbs from the bumper to the hood, and after solving the door crisis, this hood zombie becomes the biggest threat.

When trying to deal with the hood zombies, Xu Wanhu found himself in trouble, big trouble.

[Wuling Hongguang Gai] reversed nearly 200 meters at a speed of 20 yards and returned to the position of the convoy. To avoid hitting the vehicle that had not yet withdrawn, Xu Wanhu had to slow down, but the hood zombie took advantage of the car to slow down and jumped forward on the windshield.

"Whew!" The food was right in front of him, and the excited zombie slapped it down, and the cobweb-like windshield was immediately pierced. The outer protective net was knocked out by jelly earthworms before, and the only remaining inner protective net was not fixed so firmly because of the angle, and several fixing screws were slapped off by the zombie on the hood.

Face to face with the zombie brother across the last protective net, Xu Wanhu, who was excited for a while, found that this [Wuling Hongguang Change], which had not yet had time to absorb the high-tech of the Zenith Starman, was still just an ordinary Wuling Hongguang, and he had no way to deal with it except for the emergency and rapid reversal to get rid of the zombie brother.

After continuing to reverse at a speed of 10 yards for a few seconds, he was only less than 10 meters away from the car behind, and Xu Wanhu had to stop the car. Through the camera at the back of the car, he could clearly see the frightened expressions of the driver's family in those cars. It's not enough to speed up and drive forward, and the zombies may use the force of the car to break through the protective net.

The high-spirited spirit master is at a loss.

"Get down!" Xia Fan shook off Xu Wanhu's hand, and then pressed down on the head of the Spiritual Master.

"Whew!" Xu Wanhu, who was lying on his stomach in shame, heard a howl from the zombie on the hood, and then he made no sound.

"Ouch!" Xu Wanhu raised his head, and his head seemed to hit a stick.

Turning his head around the side of the stick, Xu Wanhu saw Xia Fan panting, and the stick was actually a martial arts gun.

At the moment of emergency, Xia Fan saw the martial arts gun in the back seat, and she immediately made a decision and took off the holster wrapped on it. Then he dragged the martial arts gun out, pressed Xu Wanhu's obstructive head, and pierced the martial arts gun through the alloy protective net into the zombie's head.

The martial arts gun polished by Zhu Xiaosi was not sharp enough, but in the hands of Xia Fan's eldest sister, it was enough to penetrate the skull of the zombie that was close at hand.

Perfect, Sister Fan, one hit kills.

In this game, Master Lingji handed over a 0-point answer sheet.

Fortunately, there was a zombie lying on the roof of the car.

"Only I, who was silent, thought back to the past from time to time..."

Cai Qin's singing continued to echo in the night sky.