Zhuo Fan is amazing.

Along the way, carefully avoiding the rotting corpses and some potential risks, the Hummer finally arrived at the gate of the Eastview Garden community.

It's an old residential neighborhood where my girlfriend rented a house. The whole community was lifeless, as if it had entered a ghost domain.

Countless bloodthirsty gazes locked on Zhuo Fan's body after it drove in.

Especially in the center of the community, under a towering ancient tree, there are densely hung upside down, countless white zongzi, deep in the dense shade, eight treacherous green eyes, up and down in the dark, a woman's terrifying grimace, laughing "giggle"...

But because the Humvee was now dead, these locked eyes shrank back stupidly.

In their eyes, this angry iron bump smelled of it, it was very unpalatable, and it was accidentally barred teeth.

This made Zhuo Fan's heart even more nervous.

Judging from his current strength, these monsters hidden in the shadows are not a big threat, and what he is worried about is Wang Ruoxi.

A dilapidated old community hides so many terrifying guys, Zhuo Fan really can't imagine, if Wang Ruoxi is still alive, how dangerous and scared it must be?

Stop at the entrance of Building 6.

Zhuo Fan got out of the car, Qi Ling and Lan Ruoxi also had to go up with him, Zhuo Fan nodded and did not refuse.

Walk up the gloomy staircase to the third floor, which is an old and dilapidated multi-storey house with one staircase and two households, all the doors are closed tightly, and Zhuo Fan is standing at the door of Wang Ruoxi's house in the east household.

Stand still.

A fine layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

The heartbeat also "plops, plops" accelerates.

In Xianxia Mountain, when facing the corpse monsters all over the mountain, Zhuo Fan had never been so nervous.

He was afraid, if he opened the door and saw Wang Ruoxi, who had been transformed, how would he face it?

Is it killing?

Or not kill?

Zhuo Fan's abnormal behavior, Qi Ling saw it in his eyes.

The woman stepped forward, grabbed the doorknob and pushed it, and the door locked.

Qi Ling used his spiritual power slightly, and with a hard push, the door lock "clicked" and opened.

This is a very simple matter for immortal cultivators.

Qi Ling didn't say a word, and walked in first. Zhuo Fan came to his senses at this time, and followed him fearfully.

The area of the house is not large, about 70 square meters, the house is empty, all kinds of furnishings are neat, the group photo of Zhuo Fan and Wang Ruoxi on the bedside table is still well placed there, and the quilt is also folded very neatly, and there is no trace of being slept on.

This made Zhuo Fan's heart suddenly ignite a glimmer of hope.

But then he became confused again.

"Where's she?"

The three of them carefully looked for clues in the house, but Qi Ling was very careful and found that on the calendar hanging on the wall, on the 4th, a tick was drawn.

"What does this tick mean?"

Zhuo Fan began to recall that on the night of the 4th, it happened to be the day when she drank with the leader, and she vaguely remembered that Wang Ruoxi called herself that day to remind herself to drink less, and someone seemed to be calling her on the phone, so she hung up the phone in a hurry.

The person who called her was also a woman.

The sound is familiar...

While he was thinking, a small voice came from behind the door in the house of the people in the west on the opposite side, which was keenly captured by Zhuo Fan.

It was the voice of a little boy.

The current Zhuo Fan has the super spiritual sense sensing ability of an immortal cultivator.

All the movements within a radius of tens of meters were under control, so the slightest sound just now caught his attention, and he concentrated his perception and probed behind the door.

Behind the door, there was a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard, holding a kitchen knife, standing in front of a little boy.

stared at the door nervously, for fear that Zhuo Fan and them would break in.

This middle-aged Zhuo Fan is a little familiar, he is Wang Ruoxi's neighbor, it seems that his surname is Zhang, but he has only met and has not had in-depth communication.

Zhuo Fan stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Brother Zhang, I'm Zhuo Fan, Wang Ruoxi's boyfriend, I'm here to find Wang Ruoxi, but she's not at home, do you know where she went?"

Zhuo Fan tried his best to slow down his speech, so that he didn't act too eager, and stimulated the two people behind the door.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but still opened the small window on the door, looked around, and after confirming that the surrounding environment was safe and Zhuo Fan didn't seem to have malicious intent, he said with a little nervousness: "Xiao Wang went out at about half past four in the afternoon on the 4th, and he never came back since." ”

"I happened to meet her in the corridor that day, and I saw her in a hurry, as if she was going to work..."

"Going to work?"

"That's right!"

Zhuo Fan suddenly remembered that Wang Ruoxi was on night duty that night.

Dongming Lunatic Asylum on the outskirts of Higashi City!

Yes, Wang Ruoxi's profession is a nurse, working in an insane asylum in the city.

That night, it was supposed to be just in time for her night shift and didn't go home.

Zhuo Fan's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

The world has changed greatly, the white fog creates demons, what will this madhouse become?

Zhuo Fan can't imagine!

Scientific research suggests that madmen and geniuses are just normal people who take different steps to the left or right.

The brain has evolved in a different direction.

At home, Wang Ruoxi's chances of survival can be higher. But in the madhouse, the danger level has increased more than a hundred times...

God knows, what grade of monsters will evolve out of the madhouse now.

But no matter what.

A must see!

Zhuo Fan glanced at the little boy behind Brother Zhang, who was probing his brain, thought about it, took out more than a dozen Isobigu Dan from the Qiankun Five Qi Furnace and handed them over.

"Brother Zhang, the world has changed greatly, and the white fog covers the whole world, which is the end of mankind, but it is also an opportunity.

These pills are my thank you gifts, it can help you quickly gain the power of self-preservation, take good care of your children, cherish! ”

After speaking, Zhuo Fan left with Qi Ling and Lan Yichen.

When Lan Yichen was leaving, he smiled at the little boy, stretched out his finger and pointed to his mouth, motioning for him to take one pill and feel it.

Before turning to leave, Lan Yichen was still on the door beam of his house, striking a yellow talisman and disappearing in a flash.

The little boy's gaze was strong.

It seems that what is happening these days has made him grow a lot. Looking at the disappearing backs of the three of them, he took the initiative to reach out and pick up a pill from his father's hand and put it in his mouth.

Of course, Zhuo Fan knew what Lan Yichen had done. In the "Yin" character gate, she inherited the technique of Qimen Dunjia, and the talisman is naturally one of them.

It's just a pity that I still can't find out her information.

This made Zhuo Fan a little puzzled, could just the special talent "Xu" stop his exploration?

Does it have anything to do with Ariel Lan's necklace? Or, does Ariel Lan have any secrets that he doesn't know?

As Zhuo Fan's strength became stronger and stronger, his vision naturally became higher and higher.

Limited by the factor of vision, there was some misunderstanding before, thinking that it could not be explored, just because of the talent "Xu".

The horizon is higher, and there are more mysteries...

Shaking his head, Zhuo Fan no longer delved into these things. Now, Ariel Lan is no different from her sister, she doesn't want to say it, so why force her, besides, who doesn't have some secrets?

I also saved some private money.

It's a pity that it didn't work.

Out of the door of the community, Zhuo Fan glanced at the terrifying tree in the central area, and the countless white rice dumplings hanging under the tree.

A sharp eye!

With a wave of his hand, the light of the flame of the sword light carrier directly sank into the darkness of the shade of the tree, and a terrible roar sounded.

Eight eyes in the dark, closed one by one.

Only two remained.

Countless white rice dumplings, unrestrained, fell from the sky, and slowly squirmed on the ground...

Zhuo Fan didn't choose to kill this spider spirit with the face of a devil woman on his back. Kill it, and there will inevitably be even more powerful corpse monsters here.

People in the community will be more dangerous.

It's better to slash most of its strength with a sword and keep it as an upgrade tool for surviving humans.

He is convinced!

Humanity will prevail in the end!

The three of them returned to the car, and Zhuo Fan started the Hummer and drove out of the Dongjing Garden community quickly.

Not long after they left, a purple mist shrouded a half-snake woman, and suddenly appeared on the roof of Building 6.

On the roof of Building No. 9 opposite her, an old man shrouded in black mist, under a huge hood, half of his ugly and terrifying face was full of pimple bulges.

The two glanced at each other, and they both chased in the direction that Zhuo Fan left...