Stay with the zombie male god in the apocalypse

How could Chu Xiaoyi be happy!

He watched helplessly as his brothers rushed over to die without knowing it, his life was played and played by Qing Yan, but he was helpless.

A heavy sense of powerlessness and anger welled up in his heart, but he had nowhere to vent like a trapped beast.

He couldn't ask for death, and being alive was torture. Under the double torture, his body trembled, his face trembled, and even his breathing smelled bloody.

"demon……"

He opened his mouth to speak vigorously, but because it became more and more difficult to breathe, he could only make faint breath sounds.

Qing Yan was already about to leave from the window next to him, but when he heard this sound, he stopped and turned his head in disapproval, "You were the ones who wanted to attack me first, if I let you go, I will have trouble with myself. "

Then he spread out his hands very confidently, "So, there is nothing wrong with my behavior, I am normal, and you are abnormal."

For someone like Qing Yan, playing with human life is the same as saying "the weather is nice today".

guilt?

There won't be, maybe there will be a sweet dream.

He happily left with the bazooka in his arms. Not long after he left the building, he heard the screams of several gangsters faintly behind him, followed by harsh gunshots.

It seemed that the bait had fulfilled their due responsibilities, Qing Yan was very satisfied, and went straight to the place where the real Wei Mu was hidden.

Qing Yan carefully hid the box containing Wei Mu under the bed in a room.

Knowing that someone is watching him in the dark, it is impossible for Qing Yan to run around with Wei Mu, let alone give others a chance to hurt Wei Mu.

Wiping off the dust on the box with his hands, Qing Yan opened the box with a feeling of returning home, and the moment he saw Wei Mu, the joy in his eyes was even greater.

"Amu, I'm back."

Wei Mu responded with a low growl, and jumped out to bite Qing Yan's head.

Qing Yan didn't have time to let Wei Mu bully him now, he touched Wei Mu's face that had been corroded to the point of rotting in distress, picked up Wei Mu with his backhand, took all the equipment he could carry with him, and quickly left the door.

As he had planned, the number of mutated zombies guarding the tree in the center of the corpse city dropped sharply, leaving only two.

These two mutated zombies were viciously chasing away other ordinary zombies trying to get close to the tree, and they were still chewing on the brains of each zombie.

When Wei Mu saw the tree, he was so excited that he wanted to get out of Qing Yan's arms, but Qing Yan covered his eyes and ears.

"Be obedient, it will be fine soon."

Qing Yan ran all the way to the center of the tree along the dense branches. Before a mutated zombie found him, he fired a bazooka in the opposite direction.

The explosion instantly attracted the attention of almost all the zombies present.

In fact, it was a surprise for Qing Yan to get the bazooka. Originally, he just wanted to find some grenades from Chu Xiaoyi and use them, but he didn't expect to get the bazooka.

Different from ordinary zombies, the mutated zombies keenly noticed something was wrong. They withdrew their attention from the burning ashes and looked back at the tree, only to see that Qing Yan had already come near the trunk.

They were furious immediately and rushed up frantically.

However, Qing Yan had already put Wei Mu into the tree along the crack in the center of the trunk as quickly as possible.

The crack opened in the trunk now cannot accommodate the size of the mutant zombie, but it is more than enough to accommodate Wei Mu.

If it's useless to Wei Mu, Qing Yan has prepared a way out.

Before he had time to tell Wei Mu, he turned sideways subconsciously, avoiding the bite of the mutated zombie in some embarrassment.

Seeing that the zombie was about to stretch its neck into the tree to grab Wei Mu out, he changed his dodging action, turned over, grabbed the mutant zombie's neck fiercely, and shot it fiercely in the neck.

The mutated zombie screamed angrily, and flapped its wings to throw Qing Yan off, but Qing Yan stabbed a dagger into its back, forcefully gouging out its spine.

"Don't even try to touch Amu!"

Qing Yan ruthlessly pulled out the zombie's bones, wiped off the black blood splattered on his face, and stared fiercely at the other zombies around him.

The mutated zombie underneath was not so easy to die, it couldn't move, but the wing bones had barbs, scratching Qing Yan's arm.

The smell of blood spread out in an instant, and the ordinary zombies around were so stimulated that they rushed forward and rushed towards Qing Yan.

Even if Qing Yan is an evolutionary, it is impossible to deal with so many zombies at the same time. He leaned against the tree, looked back at Wei Mu, and found that after Wei Mu entered, the gap in the trunk began to slowly close.

And Wei Mu sat inside obediently, looking at him with gray eyes from the only gap left in the tree trunk, his eyes looked very calm, without much discomfort.

Qing Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt sour again.

He doesn't know how long he will be separated from Wei Mu, but now this is the only hope.

If Wei Mu's body is allowed to rot, he may lose Wei Mu completely.

Reluctantly looking back, before the tree trunk was completely closed, Qing Yan cheered up and swept towards the dark crowd of zombies in front of him.

Without the resistance of the mutated zombies, ordinary zombies began to pour in from all directions, tightly surrounding Qing Yan in the center.

Trapped Qingyan was like a helpless island, his eyes faded softly, he clenched the weapon in his hand, and said anything to buy enough time for Wei Mu.

I don't know how long the battle has been going on, Qing Yan has almost exhausted all the bullets and weapons in his hands, his body is covered with scratches left by zombies, and his physical strength has reached its limit.

Crush the head of a zombie that tried to bite him hard, he shook his head, and stepped on piles of zombie corpses under his feet, but his eyes had already started to turn black.

The mutated zombies that were attracted by the bait before also rushed back, and when they found that the tree was occupied by other zombies, their eyes were open and they rushed towards it angrily.

The current Qing Yan has no chance of winning against the mutated zombies.

With a thought in his mind, he clenched the only remaining dagger in his hand, lowered his body slightly and made a movement to attack, but he had no intention of retreating at all.

Behind him is Wei Mu, an existence more important than his life.

At this moment, the gap in the tree trunk behind him finally closed completely.

At the same time, the branches of the whole tree began to shrink rapidly, the blue light gradually concentrated in the very center of the trunk, and the roots began to spread on the ground, taking root and sprouting in more places.

But in just a few minutes, the whole tree turned into an egg shape wrapped in lingering wooden vines.

Qing Yan can no longer explain this phenomenon with scientific principles. In fact, since the emergence of zombies, the ecology of this world has become difficult to understand.

After witnessing the change in the tree, the surrounding zombies stopped attacking one after another, and then let out a strange howling sound continuously.