Doomsday tour

Tu Fei and Zhu Heming also came to the office area. The desks and chairs in the messy office area were overturned, and materials were all over the floor.

"Then, what is that?" Xianhe pointed at the huge "death" character on the wall, trembling unconsciously.On the snow-white wall was engraved a large letter of death, with a little blood on it, and even a blood paw print.Xian He could almost imagine that man struggling to carve letters on the wall with his hands stained with blood.

"Dead." Tu Fei replied calmly.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Xianhe's mind. Maybe the zombies invaded the research institute, and the researcher who was finally trapped in the office area carved such a warning word on the wall with grief, anger and despair, or maybe It was an intelligent zombie that threatened the researchers with a grinning grin, and also carved a death letter on the wall to warn them that disobedience would mean death.

Shocked by his own imagination, the crane approached Tu Fei to pull his arm.Tu Fei looked at him inexplicably.

"It's safe here," Tu Fei said.

"But, but this word..." Xianhe retorted unwillingly, pointing to the blood paw print next to the word.

"Probably because I pressed my hand against the wall while writing."

"The claws of zombies are scary enough!" Xian He was still immersed in his imagination.

"Huh? Zombies?"

"Do you think this was written when intelligent zombies threatened the researchers? Or a researcher started to scribble on the walls out of desperation?"

"...You think too much." Tu Fei said blankly, "I think Zuo Qingyan probably did this."

Xianhe was stunned: "Huh?"

"Has he done too many strange things? Maybe he's teaching dumb to read, you know." Tu Fei remembered that this guy was trying to teach a plant to read not long ago, and his originally calm expression began to twist again.

"...Hmm." Xianhe was dubious.

"Catch up and ask and you'll know."

"makes sense."

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Zuo Qingyan, who was walking straight ahead, suddenly stopped and tugged Rong Zijie's clothes by the way.

"What's wrong?" Rong Zijie asked suspiciously.

"There is something here." Zuo Qingyan pointed to the ceiling and said.

"what?"

Zuo Qingyan stroked his chin and pondered, "It's big, it can crawl, it's soft, like a snake, but it's only a part."

Rong Zijie was confused when he heard it, thought for a moment and asked, "Something like vines?"

"Yes, yes, this is it." Zuo Qingyan clapped his hands and said, "Give it a shot."

With a bang, there was a sudden bang at the exit of the ventilation pipe, and the entire iron railing fell down. Several brown tentacles with thick arms protruded from the black ventilation pipe. The tentacles were not smooth, and their skin was still attached. With earthworm-like fluff, it constantly swings from side to side as if sensing the surrounding environment.There are suspicious wart-like protrusions on the uneven tentacles, the color is darker, and the top of the rupture is still covered with a yellow-brown thick liquid, which drips from the warts from time to time, and makes a slight sound when it touches the ground.

Rong Zijie tightly held the gun in his hand and was ready to feed bullets to these disgusting tentacles at any time, while whispering to Zuo Qingyan: "Be careful, those secretions are corrosive."

Zuo Qingyan played with the seeds in his hand and asked nonchalantly: "Corrosive? I have body-protecting true energy, so you should be careful."

The tentacles slowly crawled out of the ventilation duct, dropped from the hole to the ground, and were still swaying in mid-air. The viscous corrosive liquid eroded the ground mottled and mottled.

Rong Zijie finally couldn't hold back any longer, he fired two guns in salvo, and broke the tentacles to the ground with a few blows at a close range of less than ten meters, and the liquid splashed out from the tentacles crazily went out like a broken sluice gate Spraying water, the wall that was splashed made a sizzling sound, Rong Zijie was standing too close to the tentacles, there was no time to avoid them, and there was no time to open the plasma shield.

Zuo Qingyan, who was standing behind him, sensed that something was wrong, pulled him over and flew up, kicked his feet on the wall with force, and the two of them flew back in an instant.

The highly corrosive body fluid eroded ten centimeters of the ground.The tentacles that were broken on the ground were still bouncing and struggling, but the rest had already retracted back into the ventilation pipe and escaped.

"Hey, can you get up?" Rong Zijie looked at Zuo Qingyan who was pressing on him helplessly and asked.

Zuo Qingyan raised his arms and moved his gaze to Rong Zijie's face.

"Rong Rong, you look so good-looking." Zuo Qingyan suddenly said without thinking.

It is definitely not a good experience for a normal man to be praised by his peers for his good looks.Between being molested, becoming angry from embarrassment, or anti-molesting, Rong Zijie resolutely chose to molested back.

He reached out and touched Zuo Qingyan's cheek, the delicate touch surprised him, but it added to the urge to play.

"I think you look 'better'. Are all cultivators so thin-skinned and tender?" Rong Zijie gritted his teeth and added the accent on the word 'changer'.

"Really? Everyone said that, cultivation is good. There is no pressure at the age of 1000 or [-]. You have never seen my master. Although he is very old, his face is really young. He said that it is most effective to deceive little girls." Yes." Zuo Qingyan replied relaxedly and happily, "Although I am prettier than you, you don't have to feel inferior about it. In all fairness, I think you are pretty good-looking too. Besides men, it's useless to look good. ,The key is……"

"Ahhhhhh, what are you doing!"

As soon as the gate was opened, the two people entangled on the ground in the depths of the corridor were found, and the crane immediately let out a tragic scream full of panic, excitement, and collapse.

Zuo Qingyan, who was kneeling on Rong Zijie's body, raised his head and glanced at the crane at the door, then scratched at the hair that was cut in different lengths, and finally stood up obediently.

"You...you..." Xianhe's expression can be described as rich and colorful. At this moment, he was in chaos and only had various strange questions in his mind.

"Don't think about it." Tu Fei probably knew the virtue of the crane, and rubbed his head to urge him not to think about it.

The crane swallowed, and tremblingly took out a few bottles from the Qiankun bag.

"This one is lubricated; this one can be used when you are injured; this...well, it has a little bit of that ingredient." Immortal Crane stuffed the porcelain bottle into Zuo Qingyan's hand with all his might.

Zuo Qingyan looked at this, touched that, and said quite moved: "I will make good use of it, Ah Ming, you are so generous today."

Xianhe's movements paused, and his mind seemed to clear up a bit. He muttered to himself: "I think I seem to have misunderstood something."

"No misunderstanding, no misunderstanding." How can a boiled duck make it fly?Zuo Qingyan hurriedly responded, stuffing various medicine bottles into the Qiankun bag.

Tu Fei looked at the various porcelain bottles in Zuo Qingyan's hands with a complicated expression, while Rong Zijie silently rubbed his forehead and knocked his head against the wall.

For Zuo Qingyan, what he got was something that he absolutely couldn't spit out.