Stay with the zombie male god in the apocalypse

There were no mutated plants in sight, nor Wei Mu.

This is a strange room.

The ground was messy, a suitcase was thrown open randomly, the window was smashed by something, and the glass was scattered all over the place.

There is a constant cold wind pouring in from the window. At a glance, the white snow almost covers the whole world, which is a bit dazzling.

Qing Yan subconsciously came to the window, his eyes a little shocked.

If he remembered correctly, the time when Wei Mu entered the corpse tree was early August, when the weather was hot, but now it was snowing.

How long has he been in a coma?

And who brought him here?

So what happened to Wei Mu during his coma?

When Qing Yan thought that Wei Mu had no one to protect him, he immediately panicked, and almost subconsciously wanted to leave through the window, but when he moved, he found that his body was being wrapped in a thick quilt.

The quilt was very worn out, and there were still many traces of wear and tear on the surface, even the cotton wool came out, but it was very thick.

It was this pause, and he quickly noticed that something had bitten a gap in the cabinet door.

Qing Yan stepped forward immediately, and at a glance, he could tell that Wei Mu had bitten the gap.

Could it be that Wei Mu brought him here?

Qing Yan didn't expect Wei Mu to come here with his injured self instead of abandoning him.

He was dazed at first, then laughed out loud while his eyes were red, obviously he was happy, but his eyes burned badly.

Soon he was worried about Wei Mu's body again.

With such a fragile body, bringing him here must have suffered a lot, and he may have been injured.

Thinking of Wei Mu getting hurt, Qing Yan couldn't help laughing, he pushed the door open and shouted, "Amu, where are you!"

Just as soon as he went out, Qing Yan could smell the strong smell of blood in the corridor.

He saw a lot of bullet holes on the wall and corpses all over the place, but he didn't see Wei Mu.

"Amu!"

Qing Yan immediately began to look for Wei Mu everywhere. Based on the traces on the ground, he deduced Wei Mu's trajectory. He even checked the ceiling, but he couldn't find anyone.

Looking gloomyly at the corpses in the aisle, Qing Yan clenched his fists, knowing that these people must have shot.

He was clearly by Wei Mu's side, but Wei Mu still heard the gunshots!

Qing Yan blamed himself, thought of something, and walked quickly to the window, and sure enough, he saw a lot of footprints on the snow outside.

Could it be that Wei Mu was frightened by the gunshots and left the neighborhood?

Will Wei Mu get hurt?

Will you not want him?

Will it escape?

The more Qing Yan thought about it, the heavier the negative emotions in his heart became. He darkened his expression, took a piece of clothing casually, and ran out of the building quickly while wearing it.

If Wei Mu gets a little bit of injury, the people present and the corpse will not be able to come to a good end!

The heavy snow almost covered the traces of Wei Mu's departure, but Qing Yan could still detect any subtle clues, and chased all the way in the direction of Wei Mu's departure.

Seeing that Wei Mu ran a long way, Qing Yan's expression became more and more gloomy, and he murmured softly, very softly, but it was creepy:

"Amu, you need me to say it a few times before you can listen. Don't run around."

Enduring some kind of terrifying emotion, he didn't make a sound, but ran forward at the fastest speed.

The falling snowflakes were cut sharply on his way forward, and even the thick snow layer had no effect on his speed.

At the beginning, Qing Yan's body had reached its limit when fighting against zombies. He was poisoned, lost his strength, and was covered with scars.

While the mutated plants were attacking, he went underground without hesitation, trying to stop the mutated plants from hurting Wei Mu.

When his physical strength was completely exhausted, he inadvertently took a bite of a plant, and unexpectedly discovered that eating these plants could restore some of his physical strength to a small extent.

It was under this desperate struggle that he managed to destroy the huge root of the mutated plant, but his body was also crushed to pieces, his bones were almost completely shattered, and his internal organs suffered immeasurable injuries.

Because he was worried about Wei Mu, he climbed up to the ground with his broken body, and finally lost consciousness.

At the moment of coma, he thought he was dead.

But now not only is he still alive, but his body has also been reshaped again. The high-intensity battle has brought his strength to another level.

Not sure what happened during his coma for the time being, Qing Yan only wants to find Wei Mu now, nothing else is important.

At the end of Wei Mu's whereabouts, Qing Yan saw the messy traces after the battle.

A man was lying on the ground with his limbs torn apart, and he was out of breath.

But the battle marks were not made by the man.

Qing Yan leaned over and touched the guardrail next to the room, and found traces of wear and tear, with a little flesh and blood in it.

Ammu is injured.

At the same time as this idea came up, Qing Yan's palm uncontrollably crushed the guardrail.

Moving forward in the direction of wear and tear, he soon saw a large number of footprints on the roof opposite.

"You guys are really daring."

He smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and he continued to chase along the footprints.

Based on the footprints, the number of these people should be more than ten.

When Qing Yan passed through the roofs of several buildings, he saw the traces of cars passing by.

He jumped down from a building more than seven stories high, and the car in front of him was gone.

Chasing forward directly along the tracks of the wheels, Qing Yan didn't know where Wei Mu was taken or how far the road was, but he would never stop.

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"It's too cold today, too."

Zhang Feng tremblingly said to his partner beside him.

He was wearing two layers of thick cotton-padded jackets, and he was still holding his arms tightly. As the cold wind blew, his voice trembled, "Is our luck a bit too much, why did you let the two of us come out to collect materials?" gone?"

"Shut up, you." Chen Zhiyu stared at Zhang Feng speechlessly, wiped off the snow water on his face that almost froze his eyes, and said tremblingly: "The more you talk, the colder we two are, hurry up and collect Good things go back, we are the last hope of mankind."

As he spoke, Chen Zhiyu tried his best to scoop up the snow in front of him with the bucket in his hand, and searched for living plants from under the snow layer.

When he saw a zombie approaching, Zhang Feng stepped forward and skillfully pierced the zombie's brain with a dagger.

"How can these things not be frozen to death?" He muttered enviously.

Chen Zhiyu rolled his eyes, "Don't you know why you turned into a zombie?"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly saw another zombie approaching staggeringly in the distance, threw the bucket in his hand to Zhang Feng, pushed away the snow around him, and stepped forward to dispose of the zombie.

Unexpectedly, when he got closer, he found that this person was wearing thin clothes, his face was blue and purple from the cold, but his eyes were as dark as normal people's, and his eyelashes were covered with ice and snow, almost sticking to his eyes.

This is... human? !

Before Chen Zhiyu could react, he saw the human as if he had finally seen him, exhaled, and passed out directly in front of him.

"Zhang Feng, come here, boy!"

Chen Zhiyu hurriedly stepped forward to support this person, and found that this person was wearing only a thin shirt in such a cold weather. It was a miracle that he didn't freeze to death like this!

Zhang Feng came with a bucket, but when he saw the man, the bucket in his hand was scared away.

"Hurry up and take him back!"

The two worked together to lift the man up. Chen Zhiyu also took off his cotton jacket and wrapped it around the man.

When he saw the man's blue toes from the cold, Chen Zhiyu felt that the man's feet must not be kept.

He felt a little pity, but there was nothing he could do about it in this world.

The two soon came to the hut where they lived temporarily, first pulled the generator, then closed the door, lit the fire and turned on the simple and homemade heater installed on the wall.

The chill in the room was dispelled in just a few minutes, and the whole room became warm all of a sudden.

The two quickly rubbed the frozen man's limbs to let his body temperature rise quickly.

I don't know how long it took before the man finally opened his eyes and coughed a few times, looking extremely weak.

Chen Zhiyu poured a cup of hot water, and carefully fed the man with a spoon. Seeing that the man was still able to eat, he finally heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Brother, what's the matter with you, why are you wearing so little clothes in this place?" Running around in the big snow?"

Zhang Feng took off a padded jacket, smacked his tongue and said: "I didn't say that, you are really lucky, if it were for me, I would probably freeze to death."

The man had a good appearance, handsome and handsome, with a high nose bridge, and a pair of long and narrow black eyes exposed under the black hair on his forehead.

At this time, the eyes were a little more dazed, and they looked so harmless that one couldn't afford to be on guard.

"I, I can't remember." The man pressed his head hard, his eyes were a little flustered, and his hoarse voice trembled slightly, "Who are you?"

Zhang Feng and Chen Zhiyu looked at each other, and quickly checked the man's head.

I carefully looked around from the back of the head to the top of the head, but found no scars.

"We are from the four districts, and we are not hostile to you." Seeing the panic on the man's face, Zhang Feng quickly explained: "Don't be afraid, drink some water, do you still remember your name?"

When the man heard that the two came from the four districts, his eyes paused imperceptibly, and he quickly lowered his eyelids, and said in a low voice:

"Qing Yan, my name is Qing Yan."

Qing Yan chased after the car trace, and after several days of continuous tracking, he was sure that Wei Mu was taken away by a group of people.

But he couldn't be sure why these people wanted to arrest Wei Mu.

Fortunately, since they took all the effort to take Wei Mu away, it means that they didn't intend to hurt Wei Mu's life for the time being.

On the premise of not knowing the situation, he broke into this group without authorization, which would put Wei Mu in danger.

What's more, if these people are from the second district, then the kidnapping of Wei Mu is likely to blackmail him, and Wei Mu will be in danger as soon as he finds out that he appears.

Now knowing that these people are from the four districts, there is no need to hide their names.