This apocalypse is a bit sour

Chapter 153
"Hold on firmly, don't blame this lady for falling at a high speed." With a swipe, the figure flashed across the forest like a bolt of lightning.

Dodging every thorn dexterously, the gossip tree array seemed like a game in her eyes, coming and going freely, as if entering a no-man's land.

The moonlight hit An Jinlan's cheeks, she was not considered a beauty in the traditional sense, she was more than delicate, but not charming enough, but at this time she had a special charm that made Meng Youran unable to take her eyes away.

"Boy, it's time to get on the road." An Jinlan's body slowly landed like a flying swallow, and Meng Youran turned her head to look at the gossip formation.

In less than 40 seconds, this woman led him out of the gossip formation so easily.

"I've seen enough of the show and haven't come out yet." An Jinlan raised her eyebrows, and a fireball spun out of her palm. "Miss Ben, if this ball goes down, your end will be miserable."

"Fool, I'm recovering soon, they won't come out." Even Meng Youran didn't realize how gentle her tone was now.

"I'm sick." An Jinlan obviously wasn't used to others being so gentle to her, so she spat and gave him a blank look.

The surrounding wind gradually became stronger, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground, and circling in a circle around them.

"They wanted to escape, but they were afraid that you would catch up, so they set up some obstacles for you." With An Jinlan, the mobile heater, by her side, Meng Youran had almost recovered, and a gust of air was released from her hand, and in the next second, she held it again. tight.

He was waiting for an opportunity to kill the person hiding in the dark with one blow.

There were more and more fallen leaves around, swirling in the air with a hint of sharpness, confusing An Jinlan's eyes.

"Stay aside." An Jinlan pushed Meng Yiran away, with a hint of amusement in her eyes.

The strong wind blew her long hair, and in the next second, her body turned into a ball of white shadows, with her toes pointing on the fallen leaves, her eyes were full of certainty.

The black shadows had all appeared in front of his eyes, and An Jinlan's sideways flashed those fallen leaves, that elegant figure was hard to see clearly.

"I just want the thermos." An Jinlan grabbed the thermos in the black shadow's hand.

The black figure was obviously taken aback, hesitated for a few seconds, and quickly chose to give up the stove.

An Jinlan easily took the thermos with one hand, and tapped the green leaves flying in the air with her toes. The leaves were flying, and the figure had already floated down, like a fairy descending from nine heavens.

Her body seemed to be enveloped by this special layer of light, and even the night became brighter. Meng Youran's heart was pounding, and the emotion that had never moved grew rapidly.

The eyes did not fall from her body for a second, the red skirt was dancing with the wind.

With black hair and red clothes, it happened that her face was so delicate and handsome, and there was a different kind of beauty for no reason, pure and clean, but without losing ambition, and this kind of beauty was like Cupid's arrow, which had pierced his heart and made him Simply irresistible.

"Your stove." An Jinlan casually threw the stove towards him.

Meng Youran ignored the special heater, and instinctively hugged An Jinlan's waist.

"Wucao, you still want to act like a gangster." An Jinlan left and tried to push away the dog-skin plaster that had stuck to her again.

"You are much warmer than the stove." Meng Youran's voice was very gentle, the broken hair on his forehead was lifted by the wind, and his handsome eyebrows were so pitiful that no one could refuse.

But An Jinlan didn't care how pitiful he was, so she slapped Meng Yiran on the head.

"Take your stove, sister, I'm not your mobile pillow." This guy used to treat this stove as a treasure, but this time he abandoned it like dung. "Why do others want to grab your thermos?"

"There is an eternal heating stone in the thermos, which can generate heat for a long time. After taking it, it will increase the ability. I guess it is for this." Meng Youran smiled bitterly. Of course he knew that the snatching of the stove was not because of how good the stove was, but because of himself. I, who is suffering from cold poison, cannot do without this stove.

Stealing the stove is tantamount to killing oneself.

But it's different now, as long as he stays by this girl's side, he will feel extremely warm.

An Jinlan bent down to pick up the stove, and stuffed it into Meng Youran's arms.

"Hold your things and stay away from me!" An Jinlan looked at Meng Youran with disgust.

The Meng Youran in my memory is a cold and cold boy, how did he become a clingy little boy now, and what the hell is that cold poison.

Forget it, no matter what he becomes, he is still annoying, so if you find the right opportunity, you must kill him.

"Shh!" Meng Youran's fingers gently stood on An Jinlan's lips, and he sensed the aura of zombies around him.

An Jinlan has lived in the occupied land for a long time, so she still has the ability to be vigilant, looking around from the corner of her eyes.

Close your eyes slightly and feel the breath brought by the wind.

"The number is more than two hundred." An Jinlan roughly estimated the number of zombies.

There were constant noises in the grass, and there was a burst of gunfire in the distance. It was probably that Gu Shi found out that his young master was missing and sent someone to rescue him.

But after hearing the gunshots, Gu Shi was at least 500 meters away from them. Now these zombies are less than ten meters away from them. Is it really too late?

Those zombies walked over quickly, dragging their stomach full of intestines, and they seemed to be evolved zombies.

With this density and intensity of zombies, it is impossible for him to lead people to escape.

"Leave it to me." Meng Youran gently stroked An Jinlan's head, with a gentle smile on her lips.

"Don't touch Miss Ben's hair." An Jinlan immediately frowned in disdain, just when she was about to say that Meng Youran was bragging.

Meng Youran beside him had already flown into the dense crowd of zombies, all of them opened their mouths wide open, ready to feast on Meng Youran.

"You want to die, so I don't have to save you." An Jinlan tiptoed, climbed up to a big tree on one side, two fireballs flew up from her hands, and waited for Meng Youran to burp before killing a bloody path.

With a bang, a huge shock wave rushed through the group of zombies, and An Jinlan, who was standing on the tree, rushed down from the tree.

He felt his waist being grabbed by someone, and his body fell firmly to the ground.

"So strong!" An Jinlan's lips twitched slightly, didn't this guy look half dead just now?
From the corner of his eyes, he looked at the zombies who were knocked into the air beside him, the tragedy was simply too horrible to bear.

"Didn't I already take action on the off-road vehicle today?"

"Yes, the power at that time was also great and it almost knocked me away." An Jinlan frowned, remembering that scene, her heart became furious.

But at that time, Meng Youran's abilities were only at the peak of the fourth level and the early stage of the fifth level. The intensity of the shock wave just now, she felt was at least the peak of the fifth level.

The gap between the two is huge.

What is Meng Youran's real strength, An Jinlan can't help but start to guess.

(End of this chapter)