Fast time travel: the abuse of scum

Chapter 163 The Father of the End Times 14
Zhuang Yan is going crazy now.

The zombies here came wave after wave, and the abilities in his body were running out.

He shouldn't have accepted this mission...

"Boss, what should I do!" Wang Lin raised a wind blade and cut a zombie in front of him in half.

Black blood flowed all over the ground, and the zombie fell to the ground in two halves.

Wang Lin retreated to Zhuang Yan's side. His face was covered with sweat, and his body was covered with blood. One of his hands unnaturally fell to his side.

"Where are Yin'er and the others?" Zhuang Yan stretched out his hand and pulled the rushing zombie, and then raised the knife with the other hand, cutting the zombie into two pieces.

At this time, Zhuang Yan's body was not in a good condition, all the wounds on his body were caused by this zombie.

If he hadn't been a person with superpowers and had resistance, he would have become one of these zombies long ago.

"There are only two of us left." Wang Lin frowned and said with difficulty, while vigilantly watching the zombies around him.

Zhuang Yan staggered when he heard it. If Wang Lin hadn't happened to see that he had added a wind blade to the zombie beside Zhuang Yan, he might have lost his life because of Zhuang Yan's stupefied moment just now.

But even though Zhuang Yan was fine this time, Wang Lin suffered another injury.

"Boss, be careful." Wang Lin frowned and tugged the corner of his mouth at Zhuang Yan, as if he wanted to smile, but he could only reveal a slight dimple.The smile disappeared before it was revealed...

The strong and fresh smell of blood stimulated the surrounding zombies.

The attack of the zombies became more violent.

"Quick, step back!" Zhuang Yan yelled.

The two fought and retreated, with a wall behind them, and there was no way for them to retreat...

It is time for them to run out of ammunition and food.

Zhuang Yan's eyes turned black, and his lightning ability could no longer be released.

"Whoosh..."

"Whoosh..."

Apart from the howling of zombies, the sound of the two people breathing heavily.

"Boss...you have to live well."

Wang Lin's voice came from Zhuang Yan's ear, and then he looked at this elementary school boy who had been following him since the end of the world and smiled at him. The smile was very innocent, and the dimples on both sides of his mouth were round. Very cute, and then rushed into the crowd of zombies without looking back.

………………

Wen Chun sneaked away last night.

She secretly went to the mountain number 311.

She didn't know why Tang Song suddenly decided to go back, but she knew that Tang Song had been talking about this dead brain from before.

If you like it, go get it back.

Wen Chun started on the road alone, and at this time he had already reached the side of the mountain numbered 311.

There are indeed many zombies.

She killed zombies along the way, and almost couldn't get the crystal nuclei she dug.

There is no trace of human life on this road at all.

All zombies.

Decadent and desolate, full of mindless zombies wandering around.

However, since just now, she has discovered that there seems to be fresh blood.

There are several zombies gathered together in front of them, as if they are eating.

Then, as if sensing Wen Chun's aura, some of the eating zombies straightened up and staggered towards Wen Chun.

As he walked, he made a nasty growling sound.

Wen Chun stretched out his hand, and with a wave, the two zombies seemed to have been slapped hard, and blood was scattered all over the ground.

The movement here attracted the attention of the other eating zombies, so they came towards Wen Chun with roars.

Then it turned into a rain of blood again.

These zombies were indeed eating.

Wen Chun saw the broken human limbs.

She reached out and touched the remaining limbs, and they were still elastic, indicating that they had just died not long ago.

So who is here...

Does the corpse brain flower that Tang and Song Dynasties wanted still exist...

Just as Wen Chun was thinking, a loud noise caught her attention.

Wen Chunshun patted the zombie who was not afraid of death and rushed towards him to death, and then ran towards the place where the voice appeared.

Wang Lin's self-destruction bought Zhuang Yan precious time.

But only for a while.

Zhuang Yan's eyes were red, and he tried his best but still couldn't save Wang Lin who had been following him and calling him "boss" since he was in college.

He could only watch Wang Lin's body explode, his limbs flying, and then attract the attention of some zombies.

Those zombies were scrambling to devour Zhuang Yan's stump.

That Wang Lin who was always smiling died right in front of him...

And at this time, he was about to die.

The zombie came towards him, swaying, roaring with its mouth wide open, with sticky salivation flowing from the corner of its mouth, he could even smell the stench in the opponent's mouth.

His life is about to end...

In such a world, so filthy, it's okay to die...

Zhuang Yan leaned against the wall behind him, looked at the zombies close at hand, and then smiled. The only ability in his body was communicating with his own crystal nucleus, ready to blew himself up on the spot like Wang Lin did just now.

"Hey, there is still a living person." A cold voice sounded.

Zhuang Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then saw a delicate-looking little girl appearing in front of him, and with just a wave of his hand, all the zombies besieging him died.

Wen Chun saw that this blood-stained guy who could barely be called a human had been stunned and did not move, so he reached out and touched the other person's forehead.

"Wen, you should be alive."

Then Wen Chun picked up the opponent, jumped a few times, and left the encirclement of zombies.

Although it is easy for Wen Chun to kill these zombies, it is easy but troublesome...

Wen Chun carried Zhuang Yan out of the mountain numbered 311, and then lost it.

Zhuang Yan drew a beautiful parabola.

He was thrown into a stream by Wen Chun.

Shocked by the cool stream water, Zhuang Yan snapped back to his senses.

He survived...

"Woooo..." He whimpered, covering his eyes with his dirty hands.

He survived.

all dead...

Wang Lin is also dead...

But he survived...

"Don't cry, wash up." It was still a cold voice.

Zhuang Yan looked up and saw that delicate child.

With a high ponytail, silver hair, and a pair of golden pupils, he just stood on the shore indifferently, looking at him with a small expressionless face.

Wen Chun doesn't know why the other party is crying, but what I have to say is that the other party's body is covered in blood, his clothes are torn, and his face is so dirty that he can't even see his face clearly. If he cries like this again, there will be two decisive tears...

This black hand wiped his face again...

Not to mention anything else, but this picture is a bit beautiful...

A bit beautiful, hot eyes...

Accustomed to seeing the glittering scenery of Tang and Song Dynasties, Wen Chun couldn't bear to see this messy species so abruptly.

Wash it up!Her eyes hurt so hot!

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