At this moment, Xia Qingyang was shrouded in a great fear, and he didn't even have the idea of moving.

The gunshot wound on the man's forehead was still there, and he could even see through the bullet holes the charred flesh and filth in his brain.

But it did stand up, a cold, contemptuous, and cruel expression on its face: "Human, you have completely annoyed me. Now I declare that you have lost the opportunity to evolve. I'm going to let you die a painful death, conscious, as you watch your flesh and skin peel off piece by piece, and your blood drain drop by drop......"

At lightning speed, the man reached out and grabbed Xia Qingyang's neck, and his five fingers continued to exert force.

It didn't have the black and long nails of low-level zombies, so it couldn't cut through Xia Qingyang's flesh and skin. This is also in line with what it said, it will not turn Xia Qingyang into a zombie.

But it is a fifth-level zombie, and its strength is second only to the zombie king. If it wanted to, it could punch through the walls of an entire building. Not to mention choking the throat of an ordinary human.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ......"

Xia Qingyang's face turned red, and she slapped the man's arm hard, but she gradually lost her strength due to lack of oxygen, and her eyes turned white.

This is not the first time she has been exposed to death.

Long ago, before she traveled to the kingdom of Dachun, she had experienced death firsthand.

Six years later, she has even forgotten what it was like.

The night is as dark as ink, the jungle that can never be walked to the edge, and the cries of animals that I don't know what they are. She was cold and hungry, hungry and cold, but she could only chase the morning star and walk, with fear and despair, and never stop.

Yes, she got lost in a deep mountain and old forest for seven days and seven nights, and finally starved to death in the forest, and did not get out until she died.

Actually, she was not surprised at all. If you can get out, it's a joke.

For when they had left her in the woods, they had calculated that she would not be able to escape.

But she managed to survive.

Maybe after death, she traveled to Dachun Kingdom, which is God's mercy on her.

After arriving in Dachun Kingdom, Xia Qingyang hoped more than once that his body would not be found. It is better to be eaten by wild beasts, or directly turned into nourishment and rot in the ground.

She didn't want her body to be found by those disgusting guys, and then let them use it as an opportunity to play a sad parting drama, and help them set up a person in front of people after death. That might make her angry.

Consciousness is getting blurred.

Xia Qingyang felt that he might have returned to the light, otherwise how could he still remember the scene of death in his first life.

Forget it, she has worked hard in this life, but in the end she still couldn't escape the fate of her untimely death, even if she was unlucky, she admitted it.

Xia Qingyang comforted himself like this.

-

When Gu Sinan received the message of mourning spiritual power, he was planning the follow-up offensive route with mourning, so he read the message a little later.

And when he reacted to the mourning of who he had met, the whole person was like falling into an ice cellar, and he instantly felt chills all over his body.

His first instinct was to contact the mourner and tell it to stop and not touch her.

But he immediately realized that nothing was as fast as his direct mind control mourning.

In this way, he was still respectfully waiting for Gu Sinan to evaluate his proposal for a second, and the next second, he saw his king move and fell straight to the side, and his spiritual power was completely out of his shell!

Lost zero and was shocked.

What's going on here, so that the king wants to let his mental power completely out of his body regardless of the risk of damage to his cultivation?!

Could it be that some powerful human survivor has killed him? Or is there a problem with where the Demon Stone is stored?

But the Zombie King's mind has become more and more careful and calm recently, and it seems that it is impossible for him to use all his mental power in these things.

I don't know why, a name suddenly crossed through Mourning's mind.

Xia Qingyang.

The human woman that the king had in mind.

-

At the moment when Xia Qingyang felt that his trachea was about to be broken, the pressure on his neck suddenly relaxed. The air traveled down her trachea to her lungs, and her consciousness cleared up instantly.

She's alive!

Xia Qingyang coughed vigorously, greedily breathing in this rare air. If you can breathe harder, you can breathe harder.

Although I enlightened myself for a long time just now, who wants to die if I can live.

I don't know why the man suddenly let go, maybe he wanted to torture her in a more cruel way, and didn't want her to die so easily. But as long as she is alive at this moment, she has to do everything she can to live, and one more second of life is a second, what if there is a turnaround?

There was still a little blur in front of him, because the physiological reaction made Xia Qingyang have a lot of tears.

She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and finally saw the situation in front of her—

Man. Stand in front of her with your hands at your sides.

Xia Qingyang didn't dare to look up to see what the man's expression was, naturally, he didn't notice that there was no trace of malice on the man's face at this time.

Her hand was groping beside her, and it took a long time to touch her steel sword half a meter away.

At this time, the man's knees bent slightly, as if he was about to kneel down on one knee.

Xia Qingyang did not hesitate, and at the moment when the man knelt on the ground and looked at her, he swung his sword and slashed at its neck.

It didn't hide.

The sword did not cut its neck either.

Xia Qingyang only felt that he was drenched in cold water.

[Martial Arts Master]'s statute of limitations hasn't expired yet, but she still can't cut it off despite all her might.

No, maybe even if its neck is cut, it still won't die, and it will still get up again and strangle her throat with two hands.

Xia Qingyang was numb all over, and his blood flowed backwards.

One after the other, she pulled out all the weapons on her body.

Machetes, steel swords, battle axes......

Class V, Class IV, Class III......

All of them were cut at the man regardless of it.

She knew she was fighting the trapped beasts.

Because the first knife failed to cut its neck, the lower weapons used on him were even more like tickling, and it was impossible to kill it.

But she didn't stop. Instead, she pulled out the knife again and again and inserted it again, as if a few more holes would ease her fear of death.

Until, the man suddenly opened his arms and took her into his arms with his bruised body.

Xia Qingyang: ?

Xia Qingyang was stunned, stunned. It's like my brain is rusty, and I can't analyze and understand the situation at all.

She still held the hilt of the knife in her hand, and the blade of the knife was stuck in the man's abdomen, but it wrapped its arms around her and held it gently. Even, those cold arms were still trembling.

Shouldn't she be the one who is afraid, what is it shaking? It was obviously such a wrong situation, but Xia Qingyang was suddenly laughed at angrily.

The man seemed to notice something and let go of Xia Qingyang.

It opened its mouth to say something, but closed it again, its gaze looking at her from top to bottom, and eventually, landing on the wound on her arm that had been cut when she jumped out of the car.