The host of fast travel, she is not a human being

Chapter 61 Immortal Empire (6)

City K is not a hard-hit area. After parking the car in a hidden building beside him, Zheng Chuan had already taken his gun.

Ability is easy to use, but multiple guns have multiple guarantees, aren’t they?
In this operation, everyone except Qing Zhou and Zheng Ming was dispatched.

Zheng Ming'an was inconvenient to move because he injured his leg in the last mission, and Qing Zhou, as a pleasing vase in the eyes of everyone, naturally had no need to go out.

And Zheng Mingan also declared that he would protect the vase.

He Lu, the only one who knew Qingzhou was not a vase, didn't say anything. After all, Zheng Ming'an's legs and feet were inconvenient and maybe he needed protection.

Qing Zhou watched the few people go away, fiddling with his fingers a little bored.

She wants to play Plants vs. Zombies.

Eh. Wait!

Zombies turn into zombies and plants turn into mutated plants.

Doesn't she have a chance to have a live-action version of Plants vs. Zombies?

"Wanwan, don't be afraid, I will protect you." Seeing that Qing Zhou didn't speak, Zheng Ming'an didn't feel embarrassed at all.

He doesn't have a woman he can't seduce yet.

Bai Qi looked at the persistent man and shook her head helplessly.

It's a pity that you are not flirting with someone.

"I'm not afraid." Qingzhou leaned back on the chair behind him, and then looked at Zheng Ming'an who was also reclined on the chair.

It just so happened that she was bored too.

"Are all the characters of the male lead so strange?" Qing Zhou asked Bai Qi.

She really didn't see the slightest masculinity in this man.

There is also Bai Liang, gloomy and inferior.

Can such a persona be the hero?
Let's talk about that Wu Yan who took Song Junwan's best crystal core.

These are all messy character designs, only that He Lu looks like a serious heroine.

[Host, this is the end of the world, only the strong reign supreme] Bai Qi complained in his heart, feeling that the host's question was a little too serious, and for a while he didn't know how to answer it most appropriately.

"It's not just the end of the world." Qingzhou suppressed the dark light in his eyes and drifted past such a sentence.

The end of the world is not the only place where the strong dominate.

"Does Wanwan eat instant noodles?" Zheng Mingan stalked her with a spirit of perseverance.

Qingzhou's face turned dark when he heard the word eat.

As a corpse, she is not worthy to eat.

"No." Qingzhou refused indifferently.

Zheng Ming'an is worthy of being the well-known King of the Sea. He obviously has nothing in common, but he has been unable to talk about it.

Qing Zhou was speechless.

But the surroundings were no longer just Zheng Mingan's voice, the ground was trembling slightly, as if something was approaching.

Zheng Mingan also immediately put away his smiling face, and was a little more cautious in not saying a word.

listen to the voice
It can't be a tide of corpses!
As if to verify Zheng Mingan's guess, a large number of zombies appeared in the rearview mirror.

Zheng Ming'an didn't dare to neglect at all, he has an injury on his leg and it is difficult for him to walk.

Beside him was another ordinary person with no supernatural powers.

Facing the tide of corpses, it is very likely to die in an instant.

Purple currents began to gather outside the car, and how many dark clouds floated in the sky, it seemed that it was really going to rain.

"Boom!" Countless electric currents slammed down behind the car on a large scale, mixed with sound.

Those zombies who rushed to the front were killed in an instant, and were wiped out under the purple current, without even a chance to regenerate.

"It's pretty strong." Qingzhou turned around and praised Zheng Mingan.

Zheng Ming'an couldn't answer at this time, because supernatural powers were extremely energy-consuming.

Once his energy is broken, he will not be able to use his abilities immediately.

Qingzhou knew what Zheng Mingan was thinking.

This energy is the so-called spiritual power in the world of cultivating immortals, and it is closely related to the depth of Taoism.

As Zheng Mingan is still a mortal body, such a large consumption cannot last long.

However, the zombies behind the car were densely packed, and there was no end in sight.

However, Zheng Ming'an couldn't hold it anymore, the thunder pillars outside were getting smaller and smaller, and many zombies had already rushed behind the car.

"Wanwan, we are going to die together." Zheng Mingan spit out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth. Although he was still struggling, his hope was slim.

The zombies rushed forward one after another.

The current has almost disappeared, and the claw-waving zombies have reached into the car window.

"Boom boom boom!" The car was knocked by the group of zombies and made a loud noise.

"In this life, I can die with the beauty, and I am also satisfied." Zheng Ming'an's eyes darkened.

Although very unwilling, people in desperate situations must see the situation clearly.

If he hadn't been inconvenient in his legs and feet, he would have escaped by now.

But fate is such a coincidence.

"I don't want to." Qingzhou sighed indistinctly, picked up the long sword in his hand and stood up.

"Wanwan!?" Zheng Mingan was surprised.

What is this for? The two of them are at the end of their rope.

Qing Zhou clenched the sword in his hand, and pushed open the car door.

Dozens of zombies squeezed their heads and wanted to get into the car.

With a flick of the long sword in Qing Zhou's hand, a beam of sword light was thrown out.

The dozens of zombies immediately lost their heads.

Viscous dark green blood scattered along the white light's line of defense, like a flower blooming.

"." Zheng Ming'an fell silent immediately.

He is blind.

What did he see?

Qingzhou closed the car door with a "bang", and the zombies outside the car took a few steps back, vacating a place for Qingzhou to live in.

Although the mind is simple, the instinct to perceive fear seems to be still there.

The white figure quickly shuttled among the densely packed zombies.

Ordinary long swords seem to have a faint white light condensed, forming a weak sword energy.

Just one sword is dozens of zombies.

[Host. On your sword] I'm afraid there is a problem!

Bai Qi spoke intermittently, giving the sword a comprehensive inspection.

Qingzhou's face remained unchanged, and the afterimages passed by were full of headless zombies.

There is no problem with the host's sword!

Is something like sword energy something that this plane should have?

[Host, you are against common sense] Bai Qi felt disgusted when he saw the twisted piles of zombie corpses.

"I am against common sense." Qing Zhou took the time to reply to Bai Qi while his figure was swaying.

Song Junwan was dead, but she did not become a zombie.

Such a corpse is still like an ordinary person, and it has already taken advantage of this unsound law.

Bai Qi was silent, he felt that what the host said made sense.

The white sword energy shone with golden light, and drew a cross in front of Qingzhou.

Wherever the sword shines, no one survives.

No, there should be no head left.

The scene was so bloody that even Bai Qi wanted to make a mosaic for this scene.

Zheng Mingan, who was watching the battle in the car, was in a mood that could not be described with countless exclamation marks.

The densely packed zombies are still densely packed zombies at this moment, but they are piled on the ground, almost as high as a car.

Countless heads rolled together, weird and mysterious.

After Qingzhou chopped down the last pile of zombies, he looked at the filth on his white windbreaker with some disgust, so he found a nearby shopping mall without hesitation.

Shower and change clothes.

No one's doomsday life is so nourishing.

Qingzhou soaked the sword in the bathtub again, and instructed Bai Qi to change the water several times during the process.

When I got back to the car, it was almost noon.

He Lu and the others hadn't come back yet, only Zheng Ming'an was sitting in the car staring at the wall of heads outside the window in a daze.

Hearing the door move, he immediately set his eyes on Qing Zhou.

But he took a serious look at Qingzhou's sword.

The blade of the sword shone coldly.

Zheng Mingan swallowed subconsciously.

He originally thought that this sword was exquisite and beautiful, and it was worn by a beautiful woman to frighten people.

[Host, you scared the child into a fool] Bai Qi looked at the talkative Zheng Mingan with a pale face and had nothing to say, and sighed earnestly.

(End of this chapter)