Stay with the zombie male god in the apocalypse

Qing Yan sighed, sat cross-legged on the ground, and rubbed the space between his brows.

The rough and terrifying roars and chewing sounds of the zombies kept coming from my ears. They fought and tore apart in the smell of blood, greedily looking for the location of Qing Yan.

All this made Qing Yan's already dark eyes a little more serious.

very annoying.

So annoying.

Those ordinary zombies looking for him in this building are very annoying, and the mutant zombies tearing apart and devouring each other outside the building are also very annoying.

They are all a stumbling block to the eyes.

As far as he is concerned, it is not impossible for him to grab something under the guard of this group of mutant zombies as long as he arranges it well.

But it is too difficult to send Wei Mu into the tree safely.

With Wei Mu, his fighting strength will definitely be halved. Even if Wei Mu is successfully sent into the tree, how to protect Wei Mu in the future is still a problem.

But it's about Wei Mu, Qing Yan absolutely can't give up.

Amid the negative emotions welling up in his heart, Qing Yan suppressed the hostility in his heart, silently recited Wei Mu's name over and over again, closed his eyes, and gradually calmed down.

No matter how difficult it is, he will do it, no matter what means.

Taking advantage of the still dark sky, Qing Yan pulled himself together and carefully drew the topographical structure of the square area clearly. At the same time, he also recorded the characteristics of all the mutated zombies one by one, so that he could think about countermeasures.

After recording these things, the sky had completely darkened, and the zombies in the dark were more sensitive than in the daytime. Several zombies had already spotted Qing Yan and were rushing towards him with roars.

It's a pity that these zombies had their heads chopped off by Qing Yan before they met Qing Yan.

Qing Yan put away the pen and paper, quietly went upstairs from the other side of the aisle, and returned according to the route when he came.

After cooling down, the winter night is extremely cold, and there are still fine snowflakes.

While thinking about countermeasures, Qing Yan went to get the backpack hidden on the roof, not even noticing when his clothes got wet.

Just as he was about to pick up his backpack, his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of something, and he lowered himself subconsciously to hide himself.

With his supernatural eyesight, he saw a car slowly passing by in the ruins outside the city of corpses.

The car was cleverly parked among a pile of abandoned cars. If it hadn't just driven for a certain distance, even Qing Yan might not have noticed it.

I could vaguely see a few people getting off the car and patrolling around.

All of them were wearing cotton clothes, and outside the cotton clothes were heavily armed weapons.

A small wave of zombies seemed to have noticed those people, and they were moving towards them excitedly, but they were silently shot to death by bows and arrows before passing through the pile of abandoned cars.

This is a well-trained bunch of guys.

Qing Yan narrowed his eyes, temporarily unable to guess the purpose of these people coming down to the Corpse City in this severe cold weather.

He was a little more on guard in his heart, and was about to lift his backpack, but suddenly stopped, turned sideways, and at the same time, there was the sound of bullets piercing through the air beside him.

Are there people around? !

Qing Yan followed the trajectory of the bullet and hid behind the rooftop. He raised his eyes slightly and saw a man standing in another tall building in the distance, pointing a gun in this direction.

No matter which direction Qing Yan wants to escape from, he will definitely enter the opponent's range.

And the distance between the two of them is not close, if Qing Yan is not an evolutionary, he may not notice the people hiding in the building at all.

It's just that when Qing Yan's eyes met the shooter, he immediately realized that the other party was also an evolutionary.

The evolutionary is still hostile to him.

Could it be the leader of the camp that was killed by him before?

Is this for revenge?

Qing Yan pondered for a moment, then raised his gun to fight back? ? ? ? ? ? ?樘.

Because of the angle, he couldn't accurately find the opponent's position for a while, but he directly smashed all the glass that the opponent could avoid.

While the opponent lost cover, he fired directly at the floor.

The continuous gunshots really attracted the attention of the mutated zombies. When the mutated zombies flapped their wings and swooped over, Qing Yan directly used the mutated zombies as a shield, jumped down from the upstairs, and hid before the hordes of corpses chased him. Into the underground passage.

Chu Xiaoyi didn't expect that this would make Qing Yan run away. He wiped his face scratched by the glass, stared coldly in Qing Yan's direction, and frowned.

At this time, the mutated zombies seemed to have noticed his position, so he could only temporarily leave the window and enter the center of the building to hide.

"Boss?" The subordinate beside him cautiously followed him, whispering, "Are you sure that person is the one we are looking for? But there doesn't seem to be any zombies around him."

"Have you ever seen a normal person live in the city of corpses?" Chu Xiaoyi asked back.

Since they left the camp, they have been looking for clues around the various corpse cities, until they came near this corpse city, and accidentally saw a figure appearing.

Chu Xiaoyi immediately led people to ambush outside the corpse city, while he himself entered the corpse city to ambush.

"Looking at that guy's skill and reaction speed, he is definitely an evolutionary." Although Chu Xiaoyi did not see Qing Yan's appearance clearly, relying on the instinct of an evolutionary, he still affirmed: "Nine times out of ten, this is what we are looking for. people."

The subordinates were still a little skeptical.

After all, the city of corpses is the grave of human beings, and he still doesn't want to believe that there are actually people living in the city of corpses.

After all, no matter how crazy a person is, he still has to think about his own life, right?How could anyone disregard their own life for the sake of zombies?

But meeting Chu Xiaoyi's extremely dark eyes, the subordinate still closed his mouth rationally, not daring to say much.

Ever since the camp was destroyed, Chu Xiaoyi's character changed, and he didn't care about anything other than revenge.

But all of them are willing to follow Chu Xiaoyi to take revenge.

The two quietly waited for the mutated zombies hovering outside the building to leave. The subordinate was not an evolutionary after all, but his palms were wet when he heard the screams of the mutated zombies outside.

He suppressed his uneasiness and asked in a low voice: "Then what should we do now?"

"Just wait here."

Chu Xiaoyi looked sideways, stared at the corpse city from the window beside the staircase corridor, and said calmly: "That guy must live somewhere in the corpse city, there will always be traces, we are in the dark, he is in the light, the situation It's in our favor anyway."

Thinking of Lin Ziye's death, Chu Xiaoyi gritted his teeth ferociously, saying that he would smash Qing Yan's corpse into thousands of pieces!

After entering the underground passage, Qing Yan, who had already been targeted, not only did not feel the sense of urgency of being targeted by the enemy, on the contrary, he was in a good mood.

Those people are tools delivered to your door, since they are here, let's simply use them, right?

Qing Yan bent his eyes, and his feet were a little lighter, always feeling a sense of satisfaction that he was about to go home.

He entered the warehouse excitedly, but what he didn't want to enter was a messy room, the sofa was torn to pieces, and the things on the containers were thrown everywhere.

Even the walls are covered with scratches and shallow bloodstains, which is simply horrible.

Most importantly, Wei Mu disappeared.