Chapter 43: The Fog Cave
Another universe.
"Why are you letting this bunch of scum go?"
The sky was gloomy. The wind does not blow on the face.
Deming did not answer. retracted his eyes to look at the sky, and said lightly: "We are going to go out of the Heavenly Forest." The front is what they call Sankou Town. ”
"Huh?" Wan Ying looked ahead with the gun on her back. But it is still a dense forest that covers the sky and the sun. A birdsong crossed his ears.
"Damn it. Wan Ying scolded.
"When we get there, let's go our separate ways. You can ask someone for information you want to know. Deming retracted his inner vision and found that the yellow aura emitted by the mysterious stone beads was getting less and less.
"Obviously, a lot of yellow gas gushes out of the mysterious stone beads every time, and when it comes to my body, how can it become so little?
Wan Ying was stunned when she heard this, and shouted, "Didn't you say that you took me to your academy?"
"I don't want to bring it anymore. Hello noisy, I don't like to hear too much. ”
"Ahh You bastard. Then I won't talk casually! You take me to your academy. Wan Ying squeezed her face and tightened the tube bundle pulse gun on her back, her eyes flashed, and a trace of killing intent flashed.
The corners of Deming's mouth twitched slightly. Silence in the right. Head to the trail.
Wan Ying looked at this thin figure, as if with a hint of loneliness and sadness. Suddenly there was a trace of sorrow in my heart.
At this time, under a dead leaf under Wan Ying's feet, an ant with a brown body came out from under the leaf. Raising his antennae, he rubbed his forelimbs.
In a small hole a few centimeters in diameter half a foot under the soil, a shell lang is rolling a dung ball past.
"Why do I feel this way all of a sudden?" Wan Ying shook her head, touched the gun behind her and looked at Deming's gradually smaller figure, raised her legs and followed.
The dense forest is gradually thinning. On a gloomy day, it suddenly began to rain. Drizzle, gently hitting the face. Deming stopped, quietly feeling the coolness. There was a burst of clarity in my heart.
"That's it, try to live. ”
Wan Ying's eyes flashed as she stared at the young man who was smiling at the rain on his back.
"What's wrong with you. Let's go, there's a house in front of you, I see them all. Wan Ying patted Deming's shoulder and said softly. She didn't know why she spoke so softly.
Deming opened his eyes. Shrugged, as if having a hand on her shoulder made her feel uncomfortable, and motioned for her to take it away.
Another universe.
I'm confused.
Last week I passed by and saw zombies yelling to bite me. Why aren't there any zombies now? I'm almost in town. Are they sleeping in broad daylight?
It's raining. Drizzle.
I looked up at the gloomy sky. Is it because of the rain?
"Bang ......"
Hell, a big dog hundreds of meters tall is running towards me!
I don't know why. Those huge creatures won't even approach this zombie city. That's why the city has been well preserved.
"Knock Knock Knock ......"
All right. This big dog's target isn't me. It stepped over my head. As far as I looked, a big cat saw the big dog running towards me, let out a piercing meow, and ran away wildly.
The cat probably won't live.
In the sky, a kilometer-old Western dragon roared and flew by!
The world is crazy. But after two months of bloodshed, I'm used to this crazy world.
It's just a little sad, sad that I'm going to do such a bloody mission!
I lifted my legs, looking a little heavy. How can I kill 3,000 zombies in three days?
I tightened the sniper rifle in my hand. I looked at the skyscrapers in the distance. Or I'll find a place on the highest ground, in a place where there are a lot of zombies. Then one shot at the head.
Based on what I thought was the experience of doing tasks, this was also wishful thinking. It can't be that simple.
"Computers" will definitely do shamelessly. Last time, it was clearly just killing a giant mouse. With my skills, it's easy to do an ambush. In the middle of the way, a group of centipedes more than ten meters long suddenly poured out, startling me, if it weren't for my light body technique and vine technique, then I would have explained it there.
The Statue of Liberty!? I was surprised to see this scene as soon as I stepped into the outer streets of the city. This is New York City in the United States!?
Huh. I see. It's not like there's a zombie virus outbreak.
Another universe.
"Senior, let's go. Deming looked at the palm of his right hand and whispered.
Behind Deming stood an old man with a white beard and a short stature. He was stunned when he heard this, his wrinkled face pulled slightly, and his brows were furrowed. He glanced at the two bad guys who didn't look like good guys standing at the only exit from the canyon. With a complicated expression, he looked at Deming's thin back again in front of a deep rectangular hole ten zhang square at the end of the canyon blocked by a steep mountain wall.
The mouth opened slightly, and he wanted to speak, but he stopped. He sighed, turned around, and with a flash of blue light under his feet, his figure flew out several feet away. Bypass the two bad guys and soon disappear in the canyon.
Deming stopped looking at the thick white fog in the deep cave and turned to face the two bad guys. One of the bad guys is middle-aged, tall and covered by a gray robe. But he had silver hair, narrow eyes and yellow skin. The other has been alive for about the same time. Triangular eyes, covered by a green robe, extremely thin lips tightly pursed, and a gloomy expression.
Dressed in a cyan power suit, his long hair was simply tied back with a cyan cloth belt. Looking up, his small eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyebrows frowned slightly. Looking at the sky that was blocked by the canyon hundreds of feet high and the countless giant trees on both sides, only a narrow blue ribbon remained. Soon, his brows were slightly furrowed and relaxed, as if he was thinking, and he took a few deep breaths. The thick eyebrows are stretched, but the face of a slightly darkened teenager shows a bland color that far surpasses that of his peers, and his eyes are far-reaching.
"Little brother, we won't hurt your life. Ten feet in front of Deming, a tall silver-haired middle-aged man was staring at Deming with his long and narrow eyes, walking lightly, and telling lies.
A few feet to his left, another triangular man with a horse's face, the middle-aged man still showed a gloomy and cold color, and stood still.
Deming pursed his somewhat dry lips and tightened the short sword that was half a foot long and two fingers wide and glowing with a faint cyan fluorescence that he clenched in his long sleeves. looked at this bad guy who chased and killed him for dozens of miles.
Deming's mind was inexplicably out of mind at this time. With a sad expression, he reached out and touched a big tree beside him, felt the touch from his hand, looked at the lines of the bark, and suddenly said softly.
"What do you say we're working hard for?"
The silver-haired middle-aged man was a little surprised to see that Deming was so calm in a desperate situation at such a young age. After a little hesitation, he actually replied to Deming's words.
"The weak eat the strong, and if you don't have meat, you will be eaten. ”
After speaking, he frowned and stopped talking nonsense with him. With a narrow eye, his eyes showed a fierce light, his left sleeve waved violently, and the cold light flashed, and the Xuan Zhi controlled dozens of silver needles glowing with faint red fluorescence to spread out in the air at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and swished through the air in different directions, shooting towards Deming at a rapid speed.