Digging the corner of the male lead [Quick Transmigration]

[The end of the world in 2012 has become a complete joke. Both the panic and expectation have returned to normal with the passage of time. By 2022, they have completely disappeared, and few people mention this topic again.

But Mother Earth seemed to be joking with her children on purpose. At 12 o'clock in the middle of the night on December 22, after a lapse of ten years, the moment the bell rang, fate began to turn around again.

Zombies spread all over the world, and supernatural beings appeared. This place has become the best killing paradise. Even children who have just learned to walk have to learn to fight. 】The man with a tired face was typing the words on his notebook. The light on the ceiling was on and off, making the sound of "Ziz". Under the dim light, he could vaguely see his messy hair, pale face and because Dehydrated but chapped lips.

This kind of appearance can be seen everywhere in the post-apocalyptic world.

There are no less than [-] zombies gathered downstairs in the dilapidated community. A van is surrounded by it and cannot get in and out. The door of the car has been torn off violently. The man in the driver's seat is brandishing a machete and fighting the zombies desperately, but he can't reach the enemy. The wheel battle is gradually losing strength.

"Ah, help!"

The girl in the passenger seat closed her eyes and screamed, waving the weapon in her hands desperately in a panic, but slowly getting desperate as time passed.

The zombies exuding a rotting aura were about to tear off the flesh from her body, and the distorted face opened its mouth wide to ooze muddy saliva, showing a salivating expression as if consciously, disgusting.

At this moment, a black car suddenly rushed into the encirclement and slammed the zombies in front into the air, and finally stopped downstairs with a "squeak" sound. The woman in tight trousers and leather jacket quickly walked down, raging Flames sprang out from those slender hands, rushing into the crowd of zombies with irresistible power.

The flames wrapped the zombie, making crackling noises, intertwined with the zombie's weird wailing from its throat, and soon it was burned into a mass of ashes, which were blown around by the wind.

The woman didn't even look at it, she turned and walked into the corridor with steady steps.

The man in the van tried his best to kill the last zombie in front of him, and ran out of the car with his companions. The two looked at the figure of the savior, and at the same time, they chased up and thanked desperately, "Thank you!" , thank you for saving us!"

The woman paused for a moment, glanced at the two people with a grateful expression, and responded coldly, "No need. There will be zombies around here in a while, you'd better find a safe place as soon as possible."

The woman who got off the van took a step forward and greeted her with a look of expectation in her eyes, "We are going home, but we were surrounded as soon as we got back. Thank you so much for saving our lives. We haven't Introduction, my name is Li Nian, and this is my husband Hu Zhou, what's your name?"

Facing her overtures, the other party frowned indistinctly, and replied with basic courtesy, "I'm Zhuo Qingwei, since I have nothing to do, I'll go back first."

"Wait a minute!" Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Li Nian couldn't help but look a little anxious, "Miss Zhuo, the end is coming, and everyone's life is hard. If you don't mind, how about we go together? Take care?"

Her idea was very simple. The couple did not have awakened abilities, which meant that they were in a very dangerous situation. If they could walk with a person with abilities, their lives would be guaranteed.

Zhuo Qingwei also saw their plan, but refused without hesitation, "No, I'm used to walking alone."

As soon as the words fell, there was a heavy object hitting the ground from outside the building with a "bang!", and several people turned their heads to look outside vigilantly at the same time, but it was a figure that fell from the sky and was lying quietly on the ground , kicked up a cloud of dust.

Li Nian was slightly surprised, "Did you fall from the sky?"

At the same time, Zhuo Qingwei had already stepped forward quickly, moved her gaze down to take a closer look, and immediately froze in place.

The person on the ground was a pretty young girl with a pretty face. Her long black hair was tied up in a bun with small fancy beaded hairpins on it. She was wearing a light yellow ancient dress that hung down to her ankles. The little feet looked petite and exquisite, like the three-inch golden lotus in ancient times, but they were not deformed. She still held a long sword in its sheath tightly in her hand, and she couldn't let go even if she fell from the sky.

"My God, what kind of outfit is this?" Li Nian leaned over and muttered to himself.

Hu Zhou beside him was full of interest, "Is it a cosplay? It can't really be an ancient person who came through time and space?"

Zhuo Qingwei took a step forward and hugged the person in her arms, looking at the peaceful face of the person in her arms and the bandaged shoulders with dim eyes, perhaps because the action of falling was too violent, the wounds inside It split open suddenly, and spots of blood seeped through the white bandage.

She held the woman in her arms firmly, as if embracing her life's bet and future, stood up and walked straight into the corridor, her feet went straight to her residence on the third floor as quickly as the wind.

The brain seemed to be split in half, and the body seemed to be knocked to the ground by a heavy object. The woman on the bed let out a groan and slowly opened her eyes.

What she saw was the empty ceiling, and she slowly looked away slowly to look around, white walls, simple dressers and cabinets, she was the only living person in the empty room.

When her thinking returned to normal little by little, her first thought was: who am I and what is the situation?

She quickly stood up and grabbed the long sword beside the bed. The cold temperature was transmitted to the palm of her hand, but it gave her a sense of security and calmed her restless heart.

Her mind was blank, she didn't even know who she was and what she should do, but the familiarity this sword gave her was engraved in her bones, and the instinct of her body clearly told her: only the sword is the most reliable partner, it is her The biggest capital to survive.

She rolled over and got out of bed, her white feet stepped on the cold floor without making any movement, she quietly walked out of the room and went outside tentatively, searching for traces of living people.

There was a sound of "ping, ping, bang, bang" in the room not far away. She clenched the sword in her hand and walked slowly. She saw a woman in a strange costume fiercely chopping a chicken. It is like a deep hatred, every time the table is chopped, it will emit a slight vibration.

Seeing it, she couldn't help shivering. She only felt that she thought this woman was too cruel, and then she felt a little annoyed that her reaction was too cowardly.

With a heavy cold snort in her heart, she stepped forward with light steps like the wind, stretched out her hands to strangle the other party's throat with lightning speed, and leaned forward with a face from behind, with a hoarse voice and a cold voice Ask, "Who are you, where is this, and who am I?"