The host of fast time travel was kissed by the hero after his death

Chapter 251 The Holy Father of the Scheming Zombie Boy 12
Lu Xiaozhao's words were a joke.

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Lan Yao.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

The face of a weak and good-looking person was actually covered in tears.

The beautiful black eyes were full of water mist, and there were a few crystal clear tears hanging on the thick eyelashes like crow feathers.

Now this really weak appearance is even more beautiful than him who always talks about sand sculptures on weekdays.

But Lu Xiaozhao was a little flustered.He coughed, and while fighting off the zombies, he said with some regret: "Xiao, Xiaolan... you, don't cry, I was just joking, just joking..."

Lan Yao was still crying violently.

The tears that were opened could not be stopped, just like a faucet with a valve turned on, it flowed out.

Lan Yao was wronged, Lan Yao was extremely wronged.

The most favored young master in the God Realm has never suffered at all.

Lan Yao is sad, Lan Yao is crying, Lan Yao is homesick and misses her father.

On the other side, the three brothers and sisters of the Mo family, who had finished beating the small number of zombies, just stopped to rest for a while, when they found a terrifying number of zombies at the end of the guest room.

Mo Jingjing raised her head, her face stained with deep black blood, her eyes were full of sternness: "Brother, do you want to help?"

There were a frightening number of zombies, and they looked crowded, as if the school was over and the students were desperately rushing to the school cafeteria.

As a senior high school dog, Moji felt terrible just looking at this scene.

He is really tired and he really wants to sleep.

Moji was crying: "Brother, I want to sleep, I want to sleep—"

Mo Nan was still hesitating.

If they help, they lose their strength.Although the trapped people could be rescued, but——they didn't know whether those people were worth saving.

If they saved them after all the hard work, what if they turn around and give them a knife...

What came to Mo Nan's mind was the tricycle parked in front of the hotel and tied up with rags.

And the luxury black car they parked outside the hotel.

Moggie couldn't take it anymore.

What bothered him the most was his hesitant look.

He obviously wanted to help, but he had to make wild guesses in his mind before going to help.

Moji sat down on the ground regardless, and leaned against the wall without disdain at all: "Brother, hurry up and help them deal with the zombies. I want to sleep!"

With Moji's words, Mo Nan finally made up his mind: "Okay."

After speaking, he and Mo Jingjing rushed towards Lan Yao and his party.

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Lan Yao was still crying, and his eyes were red.

Chu Liang raised his eyes and looked at Lan Yao eagerly.Regret for no reason in my heart.

Zombies no longer scare Lan Yao, but Lan Yao is still crying.

Because Lu Xiaozhao comforted him incoherently.

Lan Yao held his breath, trying to stop his tears.

However, he who didn't want to cry at first, was so comforted by Lu Xiaozhao, he couldn't stop the emotion of wanting to cry, and he tried his best to attack.

"Dad, don't be sad, I..." Chu Liang was a little annoyed and wanted to tell them all to go away.

Lu Xiaozhao, who was comforting, suddenly thought of something, and before he finished speaking, he spoke first: "Xiaolan! I suddenly thought of it!"

Lan Yao choked with sobs: "What, what?"

Lu Xiaozhao was as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

After dragging the blessing of "joking", he suddenly remembered that when Xiaolan exploded with supernatural powers today, the zombies ran away because of the bright light on his body!

"Xiaolan! Quickly activate your skills!" Lu Xiaozhao said hastily.

When Lan Yao heard this, he didn't react yet: "What skill?"

"That's it! That one!" Lu Xiaozhao really didn't want to say that somewhat middle-of-the-road name.

Seeing that Lan Yao still looked confused, he gritted his teeth and said desperately, "It's the light of the Holy Father!"

Brush!

Lan Yao's eyes lit up.

His fighting spirit instantly rose.

Yup!

How could he have forgotten!Although he is a physical waste and can't do anything, but he has super powers! ! !

Amidst the howls of many zombies, Lan Yao closed his eyes and stared at Chu Liang: "Son, Dad will definitely protect you!"

Lan Yao, who said these words extremely forcefully, once again regained the confidence and pride of a young master.

Chu Liang blinked and stared at Lan Yao non-stop.Dad is so handsome.

Mo Nan and Mo Jingjing were still desperately running towards Lan Yao.

Mo Jingjing's gentle and melon-like face showed some anger: "Why is the road so long?!"

Just as he was thinking about it, a voice loud enough to burst his eardrums suddenly rang out: "The light of the Holy Father!!!"

what?
A question mark appeared on Mo Jingjing's head. Before she could think about it, she saw an extremely dazzling white light emerging from the circle surrounded by many zombies.

The white light is getting bigger and brighter, and it blooms in just a short time, just like the rising sun.

The whole building became extremely bright because of this beam of light.

The almost blinding light seemed to turn the extremely dangerous night into broad daylight.

This grand and bright light came from a person.

Both Mo Jingjing and Mo Nan stopped in their tracks, a little dumbfounded.

Zombies with sore eyes dazzled by the white light screamed "ho ho" and ran desperately.

They were as fast as a gust of wind, as if the light was some terrible beast.

The way he was running was ten times faster than the speed he was fighting with them!
Wind blows past one after another, but Mo Jingjing and Mo Nan stare at the boy holding the child in the center without moving.

The young man was bathed in white light, his eyebrows and eyes were exquisite as if they were carefully carved, clean and beautiful like a god.

Mo Jingjing's eyes flickered, and her heart beat faster and faster.

This... this, is this... a heart-pounding feeling?
Mo Jingjing pursed her lips, her eyes a little vague.

Mo Nan, the straight man, frowned slightly, lost in thought.

This man... is like the light bulb in their house.

Behind him, Moji, who was sitting on the ground and leaning against the wall to sleep late, was stepped on several times on his legs and feet.

Moji opened his eyes in pain, and saw one after another zombies with very human expressions on their faces, running slowly in front of him.

Moji stood up in a panic, and turned to look in Lan Yao's direction.

His eyes widened suddenly, and he blurted out "Hold Cao", and his spirit was instantly revived by Lan Yao, the light bulb spirit.

(End of this chapter)