When Li Zimu walked out of the Longxing Building, it was already 9 o'clock at night. The vast majority of people, during this time, do not dare to go out of the shelter.

And he has a feeling of being on the home side.

With the evolution of his ability, Li Zimu has more and more a feeling that his bloodline is born for the night. In the dark night, not only did he not weaken like ordinary people, but his attributes were strengthened, like a fish in water.

When he returned to the apartment all the way back to the apartment in this way, Zhao Xiaojie was still waiting at home, and the little girl opened the door for him without saying a word, and then prepared to go back to the room to sleep with some interest.

"Wait." Li Zimu stopped the little girl, took out the physique medicine from her waist bag, and ordered: "Drink it all." ”

Zhao Xiaojie glanced at the pile of potions, and looked at Li Zimu with a strange expression: "Are you trying to kill me?" ”

There were at least 50 bottles of the pile, most of them red, and a few orange.

"Drink slowly, and drink all the red tonight."

Zhao Xiaojie reluctantly picked up a bottle of Level 1 physique elixir, fortunately, the bottle of potion was not big, it was only the size of a liquid mouthful, she poured it down, her little face wrinkled, and she stuck out her tongue and said, "It's sour." ”

"Bear with me." Li Zimu handed over a candy, which was also prayed for from the altar by his luck, except for the high calorie and good taste, there was nothing special about it: "Drink these, and your ability can grow up quickly." ”

"What's the use of growing up, you don't take me out." Zhao Xiaojie chewed the candy and complained dissatisfiedly: "Have you been running out outside on a date, afraid that I will be a light bulb?" ”

Usually, Li Zimu will occasionally take her out for trial when he is strangling zombies. When it comes to human action, she is never allowed to participate.

In the last days, it is difficult not to have contact with humans, so Zhao Xiaojie was locked up at home by him most of the time.

No contact with people, only pale and fierce zombies, which makes a 14-year-old girl have to experience various types of psychological torture every day.

"What are you thinking about again, even if I go out on a date with someone, I ...... It seems that it is really inappropriate to bring you. ”

Li Zimu touched his chin and found that it was indeed the case, he had been carrying a drag oil bottle, and he didn't know when he would be able to let her walk independently.

"You...... Then I won't drink it. ”

Li Zimu said angrily: "You dare not drink? I'm working so hard outside every day, it's not ......"

"I know!" Zhao Xiaojie interrupted Li Zimu's words, and then his eyes turned red, and he shouted aggrievedly: "But I don't want you to work so hard every day, in the end, all the good things will be given to me, I am also very powerful now, I can fight for it myself." ”

Looking at the little girl's appearance, Li Zimu's heart softened for no reason, touched her head, and said softly: "It's okay, brother, isn't it looking forward to having the ability to protect himself as soon as possible, so I can rest assured that I will take you out for more activities." ”

The little girl's eyes lit up, and then she smiled, and drank the bottles of physique elixir with great joy.

When she forcibly resisted her stomach and drank all the level 1 potions, thinking that she was about to be freed, she saw Li Zimu open a box with great dignity, took out a large tube of orange potion, and said with a smile like an old mother tricking a child into drinking Chinese medicine: "Come, good, let's get another injection at the end, and it's fine." ”

......

So in the apartment late at night, the little girl's screams and cries sounded, fortunately, the nearby zombies were all cleaned up by Li Zimu, and there were few people in the suburbs, so they didn't cause trouble.

When the end of the world came, Zhao Xiaojie was in a coma until Li Zimu changed the healing potion from the altar and woke up. It's just that the body is abnormally weak, the appetite has increased greatly, and the height has continued to rise.

Soon Li Zimu discovered the problem, there was a bloodline ability in her body that was being formed, but she had been suffering from energy supply and weak physique, and could not successfully enlighten.

So during that time, he was busy killing zombies almost every day, and all the materials magic crystals were used to find physique potions.

Finally, under the accumulation of no cost, the little girl enlightened a strange bloodline.

Bloodline: Disordered Martial God.

Ability: Enhance offensive and defensive capabilities.

Skill: Multiple Attack.

In his previous life, Li Zimu didn't know much about the bloodline, but according to his limited cognition, he could still perceive the special features of this bloodline.

Particularly scrapped.

The ability of the bloodline is only one effect, which enhances the attack ability and only comes with one skill.

Seem...... It's better than those who don't have blood.

In any case, no matter how wasted the bloodline is, it is also a bloodline, and the existence of the bloodline can greatly improve Zhao Xiaojie's physical limit, and has a broad space for evolution, Li Zimu has almost devoted all his resources to her during this time.

finally survived the painful baptism of physical evolution, and when the little girl wiped away her tears and stood up, she found Li Zimu standing in front of her and said solemnly: "Punch me." ”

Zhao Xiaojie's face was puffed up: "Okay, this is what you said." I'll count ...... Drink! ”

She counted one, and then suddenly punched Li Zimu in the abdomen.

For the little girl's tricks, Li Zimu was obviously prepared, and he pushed it against her fist with a palm.

What came to him was a fist that was far stronger than that of an ordinary level 2 evolutionary.

He sighed softly, quietly adjusted his body posture, and tightened the front and back of his muscles, which could be used to eliminate the force of this punch.

Just when he felt that the strength of his fist was about to disperse, a powerful force suddenly struck again from the end of the fist, which was exactly the same as the previous fist strength.

Li Zimu secretly screamed in his heart, and hurriedly turned sideways to resist, but this time the punch was not only powerful, but also clearly carried a negative state, in his true vision, like a silk thread, instantly reversed the trend, making his body feel sluggish.

The effect of multiple attacks has been achieved!

This time, he couldn't resist it anymore, his body was crooked, and the volley was knocked back two meters. Fortunately, his combat experience was far beyond ordinary people, and he quickly adjusted his body's center of gravity in the air to land smoothly.

His hands trembled uncontrollably, only to feel sore and painful, and the force of that punch made him suffer a dark loss.

The ability of this bloodline seems to be stronger than I thought.

Li Zimu breathed several times before he felt the sluggishness in his body subside, and he couldn't help but look at the other side in disbelief.

Zhao Xiaojie's face was also slightly pale, and her breathing was heavy, obviously the consumption of the punch just now was also unexpected by her. But he still showed a sly smile, obviously satisfied with the results of this sneak attack.

In the next second, her face instantly fell, and Li Zimupi on the opposite side said with a smile: "Very good, the attack power is acceptable, now I'll try how strong your beating is." ”