Chapter Ninety-One: The Knight

What's that?

Lin Mo glanced at the purgatory-like scene in the field, who could have imagined that the highway before the end of the world would become a well-deserved road of death in the end of the world?

He turned around and saw Yang Wenhan walking towards him from the direction of the gas station, the matter of taking oil The two young people naturally did not have that kind of ability, and the accompanying soldiers were in charge, and the two of them were mainly to ensure safety.

Sometimes Lin Mo also felt that except for this extreme mutation like a time bomb, his abilities in other aspects were actually weak.

However, he quickly smiled and shook his head, with his mutation alone, as long as he didn't completely mutate one day and completely turn himself into a monster who lost his mind, at least there would be no problem in surviving.

And survival, fundamentally speaking, is nothing more than immortality.

With such a twist of thought, Yang Wenhan had already come to his side, since the last time Lin Mo shot and killed the extreme mutant who was diving extremely fast in the air three times, his attitude suddenly changed one hundred and eighty degrees, although Lin Mo felt that there must be something wrong with this guy's emotional transformation so quickly, but I don't know why, Lin Mo suddenly felt that this guy might not be so hateful, and he seemed to know how to admit his mistakes, and he also knew to think about the future and fate of the team.

However...... Is that really the case?

Lin Mo glanced at him, but there was still almost instinctive resistance in his heart, but he didn't say anything, and let the other party get close to him.

Yang Wenhan glanced at the position that Lin Mo had been looking at before--it was the position of a car's tires, and the tires had already burst out, revealing the corners of the wheels.

Yang Wenhan didn't know what he could see from here, he squinted his eyes for a while, and said, "Can you see something?" ”

"A creature with big wheels." Lin Mo said, "Living in groups." ”

Yang Wenhan couldn't help but glance at him.

Lin Mo didn't look at Yang Wenhan, but turned his head to look at a corner of the abandoned vehicle group, and said, "An extreme mutant evolved from a human being—just die there." ”

Yang Wenhan glanced in that direction, and could faintly see an inhuman twisted skeleton skull emerging from the back of an abandoned truck—it seemed to be an extremely terrifying thing.

Yang Wenhan also secretly gasped in his heart, and then he turned his head and looked at the two fields behind him and outside the highway: "What could it be?" ”

Lin Mo shook his head, he noticed that the soldiers were coming out of the direction of the gas station, and realized that it was time to return, so he took a step towards the group of soldiers.

These warriors still have a lot of respect for Lin Mo and Yang Wenhan, the two awakened people, especially for Lin Mo, everyone knows that he killed an avian extreme mutant with three shots, and before that, Lin Mo even forced back the wolves, shocking the audience and leaving a quite shocking impression on everyone.

And the warrior has always respected the strong.

Lin Mo took the two oil drums and started slightly, but it was nothing to him who had already mutated, but Yang Wenhan behind him had a little difficulty dealing with the two oil drums.

The location of the highway was much higher than the field, and when Lin Mo and the others came to the edge of the highway, they could clearly see that in the diagonal position of their distant convoy, a billowing smoke and dust was slowly coming in their direction.

Lin Mo squinted his eyes for a while before he could see clearly what was coming with billowing smoke.

It was a human convoy, and even its own banner - but it wasn't some boring, arrogant gang of the apocalypse.

In fact, that banner was familiar to Lin Mo - it was the icon of the Burning Cross Sword.

Holy Judgment.

Lin Mo couldn't help but scold in his heart that the path was narrow, his attitude towards the Holy Inquisition was the most complicated now, he killed two "characters" on the other side before and after, a black-clothed deacon and a disciple, and then, Obo Hausen told Lin Mo in disguise that the Holy Inquisition has powerful means to curb extreme mutations, if he Lin Mo doesn't want to end up becoming a completely irrational monster, he is afraid that he will have to intersect with the Holy Inquisition in the end.

Lin Mo frowned, he recognized the symbol of the Holy Inquisition, but several people around him didn't know who it was, although Yang Wenhan and the others confronted a Holy Inquisition force under the command of Obo Hausen in the Misty Blood City, but at that time, Obo Hausen did not raise the banner and never threatened to reveal his identity, so it is not yet known whether they know that the Holy Inquisition is such a doomsday emerging force.

But seeing that the amazing convoy approached his side, Yang Wenhan still changed color slightly, he hesitated, and decisively ordered to temporarily abandon the oil drum in his hand and accelerate back to his convoy.

In fact, Lin Mo was unimpressed by this series of orders, he had the best eyesight, and he could see that the convoy had at least more than twenty vehicles, more than a dozen green pickup trucks, which meant that the number of the other party was far above his side, although Lin Mo didn't see any heavy weapons, but with his impression of the firepower of the Holy Judgment Society's individual soldiers, it was not something that their few hundred people could handle, not to mention, although they were more than three hundred people, but the real combat personnel were only about thirty.

At this time, even if Yang Wenhan made the decision to lie down and wait and see, it was much stronger than returning directly.

However, Lin Mo didn't raise any objections, after all, Qin Zi and the Xia brothers and sisters were over there, and he still couldn't rest assured that these real companions of his own.

And he also wants to see what kind of fame the Holy Inquisition will play this time.

Nor did he believe that he could meet one more disciple - the Holy Inquisition seemed to have only eight disciples, and the probability of him meeting two disciples in a row within a province was infinitely close to zero.

And as long as there are no disciples, he really can't do it, and it's still okay to run.

By the time Lin Mo and the others returned to the convoy, the convoy of the Holy Inquisition had already approached their convoy.

Wang Jiaping walked out of the slightly flustered survivors, glanced at Lin Mo and Yang Wenhan, and said, "They ...... There seems to be no hostility. ”

Lin Mo also saw that this convoy of the Holy Inquisition really did not seem to be hostile, and began to slow down when there was still some distance between it and Lin Mo and the others, and finally stopped completely at a position about two hundred meters away from Lin Mo and their convoy, let alone set up any weapons, let alone directly surround Lin Mo and the others with the convoy.

Instead, he just sent a strange combination to move closer to Lin Mo's convoy.

That's a strange combination.

Because there were three knights.

The first one was fine, riding a brown-haired horse, and although the robe he was wearing was a little weird, it seemed much more normal compared to the two people behind him.

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