Zombie Girlfriend Evolution Theory

"Here is someone with a higher level?" Zui Wuye rubbed his nose and said.

At this time, his body was stained with blood, but his hands were unusually clean in comparison, and he didn't even splash any blood.

This power system ability person has no time to spend time with Zui Wu Ye, he leaned over and rushed over, and the pistol in his hand pointed directly at Zui Wu Ye's chin.

The backhand used a dagger to block the muzzle of the superpower, Zui Wuye lightly leaped back for a half step, then turned over and raised her foot straight to the superpower's door.

Naturally, the person with this power is not a vegetarian. He crossed his arms in front of him, and directly held Drunk Wuye's ankle with his backhand.

"Go to hell." Pulling Drunk Wuye's foot and slamming it to the ground, the supernatural player quickly retreated from the area among the flying rocks.

Zui Wuye lay on the ground, his head hit the ground heavily, and from the perspective of the superpower, he could almost see his blood quickly seeping around along the rocks next to him.

"What? There is no threat at all." The superpower sneered, turned and walked back, but didn't want him to just turn around and there was a sting behind him. Slightly lowered his head, he saw the dagger tip with cold light at a glance.

Quickly drew out the dagger that pierced the supernatural power, Zui Wuye shook the blood stains on it, and then directly wiped off the blood flowing from his head with his hands.

"Do you want to be so cruel?" Zui Wuye complained dissatisfied, "It really hurts to be thrown like that!"

"Why are you okay?!" The supernatural person covered his wound and took a step back in horror.

"Which one of your eyes sees me all right, I'm okay now." Zui Wuye pointed to his flawless forehead and snorted coldly, "Look at how much food I have to eat after bleeding so much. Make it up."

Perhaps Drunk Wuye’s calmness stimulated the supernatural person. He coughed a few times, because of a lot of blood loss, he knelt on the ground, "How can your wound heal so quickly?"

The wounds of the supernatural being healed much faster than ordinary people, and there was a process in Dan, but Zui Wuye's wounds simply recovered in the blink of an eye.

What's more, he was confident that he smashed Drunk Wuye's skull just now. How could he, who should have died, stand in front of him now? !

"Don't look at me with such a surprised expression." Backhand caught the hand of a person who wanted to attack him, Drunk Wuye raised his hand and twisted that person's neck directly, "But if you want to kill me, you do have something. Difficulty, after all, even if you squeeze my heart, I can quickly grow another one.

"Are you still a human!" Staring at Drunk Wuye in horror, the supernaturalist took a half step back embarrassedly, but fell from the open space behind with one foot. Fortunately, he reacted in time and didn't fall back and forth.

Just as he exhaled fortunately, a dagger that didn't know where it came from quickly pierced his heart.

"But your heart is pierced and you won't be able to live anymore." Indifferently, he leaped back to the heights, and Zui Wuye continued to raging back and forth like a **** of death, reaping life indifferently as he raised the knife and fell indifferently.

Cube did not hear the conversation between the two of them, but clearly saw the scene after Zui Wuye killed the superpower. He gritted his teeth and raised his hand to order his men to evacuate first.

Isn't this man a monster at all? He has to check his details first.

Drunk Wuye breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the people at the Baishi base retreat. At the same time, he turned his head to look at Qin Feng and the others who were standing not far away. He gestured and asked, "Are all the people retreating?"

"Withdrawn." Wen Xining gave him a gesture back.

Only then did Zui Wuye relax, and walked back quickly and asked, "Why did you withdraw suddenly? Did the boss send someone here?"

"No, I should have been scared away by you." With a slanted look at Drunken Wuye, Wen Xining lowered his eyes to conceal the astonishment under his eyes, "They should only retreat temporarily, and they can come back to attack at any time."

"So it seems that it's good for me to go on horseback." Zui Wuye Buwuwu said with a grin, "Looking at this situation, we should be able to last one more day."

"It won't last long." Looking down and opening the document in his hand, Wen Xining said in a low voice, "Our current food supply is already seriously inadequate. I have sent someone to negotiate with the floating merchants. If the negotiation is successful, we Probably it can last a while."

"This is really troublesome." Zui Wuye curled his lips.

"So when will your people arrive!" Turning his head and shouting at Zui Wuye, Qin Feng patted the table very irritably, "My zombies are already seven or eight dead!"

"Actually, I have always been curious about how many zombies you have raised in total." Thinking back to the hordes of zombies that had been seen in the handover city before, Zui Wuye asked suspiciously.

"Eighty-eight." Qin Feng said with his eyes sideways, "not counted as stocked outside."

"..." Silently rolled his eyes, Zui Wuye suddenly felt that Mowen was not used for any support at all, and the eighty-eight third-level zombies, hey, all reached a small army.

"Although it is only natural for them to listen to my orders, I definitely don't want them to die in vain!" Speaking to Zui Wuye in a serious manner, Qin Feng sat at the table and grabbed a handful of sunspots and pinched them in his hands. "Now I only look forward to the arrival of my angel."

Looking forward to the arrival of Yu Lan? You'd better prepare a coffin quickly.

Zui Wuye pursed the corners of his mouth, and looked as if he didn't smile.

At this time, Zhang Xin was still staying at the mobile merchant. He glanced at the flames flying outside, and leaned against the window a little boringly.

"When will your people come to support?" he asked boredly.

"It's coming soon." Qu Yaoyao held his chin and dangled the water glass in front of him, saying with no expression.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Qu Yaoyao. Zhang Xin lowered his eyes and was silent for a few seconds before asking, "Yaoyao, you seem to be lacklustre these days."

"Is there?" Qu Yaoyao smiled sideways, his eyes didn't seem to have any special emotions, "I'm just thinking about when I can go back."

"Huh, I don't think you need to be anxious about this, you can definitely go back after the transfer of the city is over." Zhang Xin thought for a while, and suddenly raised his hand and beckoned to the window.

"Wang Liang, here."

Outside the door, a man in his early twenties looked over, then walked over and sat beside Zhang Xin.

Qu Yaoyao raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Liang, then lowered his eyes and continued to dangle the cup in front of her.

Wang Liang is the friend of Zhang Xin's mouth. The two of them seemed to have known each other before the end of the world, and they were university alumni.