"Ah......h

"Be careful......

Two voices came out at the same time, one was made by the panicked Zhao Wenhao, after seeing the black claws, Zhao Wenhao shouted, quickly squatted down, and the claws swiped through his scalp and grabbed a strand of his hair. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The other voice came from the girl. She could see the situation behind Zhao Wenhao, saw the zombie breaking through the glass, shouted, and at the same time held the bow with her left hand, hooked the arrow basket with her right hand, and pulled the arrow with the bow, decisively and quickly, in one go, without dragging the mud and water at all.

The sharp arrow shot out, and with the sound of the whistling wind, it shot straight into the zombie's head, and the zombie suddenly lost its movement and fell.

Although it blocked the first zombie, it also angered the zombie group behind, and they all increased their efforts to hit the glass, and the glass, which was originally only a little cracked, was knocked out of a big hole in a few clicks, and it was able to accommodate two zombies at the same time to lean out and stretch out their arms.

"Mom, are you saving me or hurting me?" Zhao Wenhao looked at the crazy group of zombies, and then looked at the broken glass, and quietly moved his body, trying to stay away from the range radius of these zombie claws.

"Jump down." When the girl saw this, she was very anxious.

Looking at the more and more broken windows, as well as more and more zombie bodies and claws, Zhao Wenhao was so anxious that he wanted to jump down, but he didn't dare, and kept hesitating.

"Do you dare to jump, to put it lightly. Is it really okay to jump so high? Zhao Wenhao now has the heart to scold his mother, and he cursed the person who shouted fiercely, meaning don't stand and talk without backache.

"Roar......" Zhao Wenhao was still hesitating, but he saw that a zombie finally crushed several zombies around him, and he squeezed his body to the balcony with his own head, and roared excitedly at Zhao Wenhao. For him, the creatures in front of him are delicious food.

Then, the zombie slowly moved towards Zhao Wenhao, and kept roaring excitedly.

"Jump." The girl with the bow and arrow shouted loudly, and then took out another sharp arrow, pulled the bow and arrow, and was ready to shoot at any time to rescue Zhao Wenhao.

"Fight." Looking at the zombies getting closer and closer, Zhao Wenhao looked at the ground at the height of the two-story building, and his heart was horizontal, it may not be okay to jump, but if he doesn't jump, he will definitely finish the fun.

"Ahh Zhao Wenhao roared wildly to embolden himself, then closed his eyes and kicked his legs hard, ready to jump down.

However, the nearby zombie seemed to see his intentions, how could this mouthful of fat make it run away, and at the moment when Zhao Wenhao jumped up, he stretched out his claws, wanting to leave Zhao Wenhao through.

But the chess was a little behind, a little late, and the tip of the claw scratched Zhao Wenhao's back, leaving Zhao Wenhao without leaving Zhao Wenhao, but leaving five scratches of different shades on Zhao Wenhao's back, and the scratches quickly became infected and blackened, and black and red blood flowed out.

"Ahh Zhao Wenhao felt the heart-rending pain in his back, felt like his back was burning, and his mind was dizzy and confused.

"No, I haven't landed yet." Zhao Wenhao subconsciously remembered that he was still in the air and had not yet landed. But at this time, Zhao Wenhao had completely lost his instinct to control his body, and no matter how he wanted to move, he still fell to the ground like a puddle of dead meat.

The sound of "bang ......" falling to the ground sounded, and Zhao Wenhao finally landed, but at this time, Zhao Wenhao was already unconscious and fell into a coma.

"Damn!" Seeing Zhao Wenhao who fell to the ground, as well as the five bloody scars on his back, the archer was directly angry, and the sharp arrow on the string swished out, rushing straight towards the zombie, and hit the zombie's head fiercely, and the zombie died with a headshot.

"Don't go near him, he's caught, he'll be infected, be careful, or let's kill him as soon as possible." After the archer shot the zombie, she walked quickly to Zhao Wenhao, wanting to check Zhao Wenhao's injuries, but was stopped by the young man who had been protected before.

"This ......" The other woman who originally wanted to help hesitated a little when she heard this, glanced at Zhao Wenhao, or stepped forward and squatted down, and checked Zhao Wenhao's injuries with the archer girl.

And the archer didn't even react to the man's words, and she looked too lazy to take care of it.

"You'll regret it, stinky **, if it weren't for your father, I would have used force on you a long time ago." Seeing that the archer could not respond, and even the other woman did not listen to his persuasion, the young man was annoyed, but he covered it up well, and the eyes of the archer girl became fierce.

"The injury is not light, we have to move quickly." The archer looked at it and said to the women beside her.

"It's not light, but if he is caught, he will be infected." The middle-aged woman hesitated for a moment and voiced her concerns.

"Don't worry, he won't." The archer smiled at her, said affirmatively, and then didn't give her a chance to speak again, let alone anyone else, and directly picked up Zhao Wenhao and ran into the distance.

If Zhao Wenhao was still conscious at this moment, he would definitely think that he had seen a ghost. Although he is not fat, he is at least more than 180 pounds, but now he is easily taken away by a thin little girl, which is incredible.

In Zhao Wenhao's words, this matter is detrimental to the dignity of men.

The archer carried Zhao Wenhao away and ran in one direction, the middle-aged woman bowed to the young man slightly, and chased the archer away, and the archer didn't look at it from beginning to end, and he didn't even pay attention to the five men around him.

"Damn ......it," the four stout men said without saying anything, while the young man looked at the distant figure, clenched his fists, and looked hideous.

"Let's go, too." The young man's eyes rolled and a wicked smile leaked out, and he said to the rest, and then took the lead and chased the archer away.

Zhao Wenhao didn't know anything about the outside world, and now he was wandering around aimlessly in chaos.

"Where is this, where is it, it's okay to come out and talk!" Zhao Wenhao shouted into the boundless darkness as he walked.

It turned out that after Zhao Wenhao was injured and unconscious, his consciousness was pulled into a chaotic space, and Zhao Wenhao had been walking since he entered, and he had not yet reached the side, so he shouted.

But no matter how Zhao Wenhao shouted, the chaotic space was pitch black, and there was no response!

"Damn, what the hell is the place, isn't it hanging!" Zhao Wenhao walked for a while, Zhao Wenhao remembered the heart-piercing pain before he fell unconscious, and couldn't help but have a convulsion recently.

It hurts!

"Why, the kid has been polished in such a little time." A voice sounded, seemingly far and near, virtual and real, and a joke for Zhao Wenhao.

"The voice?" Zhao Wenhao was excited when he heard the voice, and suddenly felt that this voice was a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"What, I can't remember?" The voice was even more amused.

"It's you, why are you here, where is this? Didn't you say you were a ring? Zhao Wenhao listened to the voice, thought about it carefully, and then remembered and asked.

"I'm indeed the ring, the ring's spirit to be exact." The voice paused for a moment and continued, "The space you are in is the space of the ring. ”

"Who is Meng, I will return the spirit, and I will be an immortal." After Zhao Wenhao heard the words, he felt a burst of disdain in his heart, this is not a mythical thing, there is still a fleeting space, a purely nonsense thing, but he suddenly remembered something, and his stunned eyes revealed incredible.

"You're not really, are you?" Zhao Wenhao suddenly asked cautiously.

"Don't you already believe it?" The voice rang out again.

"Yes...... Well, I believe it. Zhao Wenhao still wanted to argue, but finally lowered his head helplessly and said.

Yes, he believed that it was the ring's machine spirit that spoke, and this space was the ring's own space, because he suddenly thought that he had come to this apocalyptic world and seen zombies, and even these were there, so why couldn't the machine spirit and the gods exist.

Everything that happened before made him not believe that all this was true.

"Then why are you following me?" Zhao Wenhao calmed down and asked.

"It's all about starting at the beginning!" The voice sighed softly, and then slowly told the ins and outs of the matter little by little.