The wife hiding in space

While she was hesitating.

A green-faced and fanged zombie suddenly appeared beside her.

Shen Yaoling instinctively raised the gun and killed. However, just when the gun was about to stab, her heart trembled inexplicably. It seemed that if this shot was fired, she would regret it for the rest of her life, so she held back forcefully.

She thought for a moment, really only for a second, and then ran upstairs.

She had to stay away from this unkillable zombie. Whether it was a hallucination or a real zombie, she could not kill it because this zombie did not have the rotten smell of zombies, but instead carried the familiar Lin Shaofeng smell. The cold fragrance of cedar on the body.

But she didn't dare to really think of it as Lin Shaofeng. What if the familiar smell was just her illusion?

Therefore, she could only escape.

Then, the zombie ran upwards with her.

Shen Yaoling's guess seemed to be confirmed and she couldn't help but ask tentatively.

"Lin Shaofeng, can you see me?"

No one answered her.

What made her collapse was that the zombie had already stretched out its claws towards her, and its sharp claws seemed to be about to penetrate her body at the next moment.

Shen Yaoling continued to run upstairs, and the zombies followed her upstairs.

In this way, wherever she ran, the zombie would follow her, but because of her speed mutation, the zombie would always slow down a beat to catch up with her.

Shen Yaoling couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.

It turns out this is an illusion.

Regardless of whether the person chasing her was Lin Shaofeng, a zombie, or a hunter from the Tenglong Hunting Group, she couldn't kill him, but continuing like this was not an option after all.

She couldn't die in this game of chasing each other. She had to quickly find a way to crack it and distinguish the authenticity.

At this moment, she made a decision to no longer see with her eyes, but to see and feel with her heart.

At certain times, seeing is believing, but at this time, seeing is believing. If you believe it, you will die without a burial place.

So, she simply closed her eyes.

The feeling of deathly silence in Ling Xiao's sea of ​​consciousness reappeared again.

When the eyes are invisible, the senses become extremely sensitive, and a wisp of wind or the slightest sound can be clearly captured.

Following her habit, she raised her feet and climbed up step by step. When she reached the tenth step, she turned around, then climbed another ten steps. When she reached the twentieth step, she turned around and climbed again. This was the first floor.

She climbed very fast, actually one-tenth of her usual speed, or even slower, so she had enough time to think.

In the car coming to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, Lin Shaofeng had already shown everyone the internal structure diagram of the hospital, so she was going to Room 806 on the eighth floor, where a complete set of equipment she needed to collect was located.

When she was about to climb to the sixth floor, suddenly, a strong wind rushed towards her, and she smelled an unpleasant fishy smell. Based on the intensity of the smell, she could identify the correct position to take action, and the iron money in her hand. Stab it without hesitation.

She felt the familiar touch of the iron spear piercing Tianling Gai, and she felt happy. It seemed that her judgment was correct. This was a zombie with a height of 1.68 meters, while Lin Shaofeng was 1.87 meters tall. The heights of the two were different. She thrust the iron spear in without any scruples.

Then she heard a dull grunt.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of zombies falling to the ground. Although it was not obvious, she was too familiar with this feeling. It was exactly the same as the feeling when she stabbed every zombie and fell to the ground before.

Then, a stronger rancid smell slowly surrounded her.

Three, five, six, eight, thirteen, fifteen, twenty, twenty-three.

A total of twenty-three zombies rushed from the front left and swarmed towards her.

It was a lie that Shen Yaoling wasn't in a hurry, but she couldn't be anxious or messy, otherwise something would happen.

She didn't know how many third-level zombies there were among them, let alone whether there were zombies with special powers. She could only feel them with her heart, from the smell of putrefaction to the trembling air, to feel the distance of the zombies.

As if to answer her guess, a wave of blazing heat rushed from the front.

She ducked sideways.

There is a fire-type zombie in front, Level 2.

Her iron spear stabbed towards the source of the heat accurately, and the familiar touch came again. The fire-type zombie was killed by her, and as expected, she could no longer feel the source of heat.

Immediately afterwards, countless zombies had their skulls opened by her iron gun.

The dull air surrounding her gradually opened up.

She kicked hard towards her side, and the corpse of the zombie lying on the ground was kicked away by her, and the road seemed to be cleared.

Then she continued climbing.

There was a suffocating feeling from the top of my head, as if the weight of a mountain was overwhelming.

Shen Yaoling's iron spear stabbed upward quickly, and then she heard a muffled groan. She felt happy and opened her eyes suddenly. Sure enough, something was wrong.

She was standing on the edge of a cliff, and a man was hanging above her.

It was the dying Lin Shaofeng.

He was tied up and hung to a dead tree pole on a cliff that was about to break. The dead branch would break at any time. Lin Shaofeng was shouting to her, "Save me!"

Shen Yaoling panicked for a moment and almost lost touch with her previous judgment.

For a moment she didn't know where she stood now.

Fortunately, she remembered that she had reached the seventh floor, so 'Lin Shaofeng' was on the eighth floor.

She did not climb the cliff to "rescue people", but continued to climb up according to her habit of climbing stairs. When her feet hit the ground, she knew she had made the right bet.

If she went to save someone in a hurry, she would probably fall.

When she stepped onto the eighth floor.

'Lin Shaofeng' opened his eyes, and it turned out to be a pair of dark brown eyes. This was a fourth-level zombie.

Shen Yaoling suddenly smiled at him.

Its eyes betrayed it, but its eyes did not betray it. How could she, Shen Yaoling, be fooled by it? How could Lin Shaofeng let it hang there?

This situation is simply impossible for Lin Shaofeng.

Such a proud man, even if he was bound by a species stronger than him, would not have this pitiful and numb expression. This was her understanding of Lin Shaofeng.

She didn't hesitate anymore, and stabbed Lin Shaofeng's Tianling Gai with the iron spear in her hand without hesitation.

The next second, the scene changed unexpectedly.

For a moment, Lin Shaofeng turned into her deceased parents, watching her groan in pain. For a moment, he turned into Hu Ping and Mrs. Deng in the dream, standing in front of her dying body and mocking her. Hu San came at her with a stick in a vicious manner, and then punched and kicked her severely.

Shen Yaoling sneered.

The iron spear in his hand instantly lengthened, and he stabbed "Hu San" fiercely again.

Is it possible that she will become mentally confused because of this?

It seems that this zombie is not smart. It turned out to be Hu San.

With a loud "puff" sound.

All the scenes froze in an instant, and the scenes in front of him fell piece by piece like broken lenses.

What appeared in front of Shen Yao's eyes was the dim staircase and the deep corridor. Although it was eerie and scary, it lacked the murderous intent of suffocation. This was right, it was what she thought the hospital would look like after a power outage.

She let out a deep breath.

At the same time, familiar footsteps came from behind.

Lin Shaofeng chased after him anxiously.

Shen Yaoling looked back at him and suddenly smiled. Sure enough, the green-faced and fanged zombie chasing her was him.

At this moment, Lin Shaofeng didn't say anything. He grabbed her shoulders fiercely and looked her up and down, as if he had forgotten that he was a psychic, and just asked her anxiously and incoherently.

"You're not hurt, are you? You're not hurt, are you? Are you hurt?"

Shen Yaoling spun around in front of him and opened her arms: "Look!"

Lin Shaofeng hugged her fiercely and was speechless.