Yang Jian, is this yours?

At this time, Qingxi suddenly felt his neck loosen, and then he fell down and coughed hard, only then did he feel how wonderful it is to be able to breathe freely.And he took another look at the corpse, and found that it was Erlang who lay all over the corpse and entangled him so that he couldn't move.

"Run!"

Erlang roared at Qingxi.

Qingxi immediately grabbed his sword, he couldn't see Erlang go to death like this, he took advantage of the dead man trying to tear Erlang off, and stabbed the dead man's neck with a blow, Erlang was also torn off, Qingxi In such a panic, he didn't dare to rush to drag Erlang to leave.

The corpse man had already fallen down, and Erlang deliberately cried out in pain under Qingxi's touch, so that Qingxi didn't even know where to reach out to help him.

"What's the matter with you, what's the matter with you?" Qingxi was so anxious that her head started to sweat, seeing Erlang's half-red and swollen face felt distressed, she wanted to touch it but dared not.

"It's okay." Erlang grabbed Qingxi's hand with a playful smile, and pecked it on his lips. Qingxi was startled and reprimanded: "What time is it, you're still so unscrupulous!"

"Ouch!" Erlang immediately exaggeratedly covered his face, which made Qingxi flustered again.

"Does it hurt?"

"It won't hurt if you kiss me," Erlang said.

"Why are you so..." Qingxi's face was swollen with anger: "It doesn't matter whether it's serious or not!"

Erlang smiled and said: "Of course I was divided, and I was injured a little soon, so it's not as important as Qingxi's kiss."

Qingxi was ashamed and angry, turned sideways to support him and stopped talking.

Erlang was enjoying himself when he suddenly felt a sound behind him. He dragged Qingxi and started to run. Then he turned his head and saw that the corpse who should have died stood up again.

"Tsk, this face is not very pretty." Erlang still had the heart to joke.

"This face is at least eight points like yours." Qingxi didn't know what to say anymore, "We'll talk about this question later, can we concentrate on running away first?!"

But no matter how fast their movements were, they couldn't be as fast as the corpse man, as soon as he heard his strange cry, many other corpse men rushed from all around and surrounded Erlang and Qingxi.

"It seems a bit difficult to escape in this situation." Erlang said, "I should get rid of the counterfeit first."

But they were too late, the dead man Erlang had already rushed over, the trident in his hand directly pierced Erlang's clothes, pierced him, and was about to hit him against the wall, Qingxi panicked and drew his sword to chop His arms, however, were surrounded by groups of corpses that rushed up.

"Do not……"

He could only see occasional glimpses of Erlang fighting with the zombies in the gaps between the endlessly fighting zombies, or when Erlang was beaten unilaterally, and Qingxi saw the glaring blood on his face.

Qingxi became more and more anxious, the last sword killed several zombies and finally opened a gap in the group of corpses, but it was not for escape, but to see Erlang.

Erlang was lying on the ground and seemed unable to get up. The corpse man screamed proudly in front of him. Qingxi immediately went to help Erlang up, only to find that several holes had been poked on his body. Can't stop.

"Hey..." Qingxi patted his face, and found that her hands were trembling: "You talk..."

Erlang smiled, his face was covered with blood, but he still grabbed Qingxi with his blood-soaked hand and said, "Cough...it doesn't hurt at all, this strength is far worse, don't cry Ah, it really doesn't hurt."

Qingxi bit her lower lip, preparing to escape with Erlang in this desperate attempt, but Erlang seemed to know what he was thinking, held his hand and said, "Don't fight hard, I know how to kill this You are a big guy, you run when you are told to run, you know?"

Qingxi shook her head.

"You, you..." Erlang vomited another mouthful of blood, then was supported by Qingxi to stand up, and then pushed him hard when Qingxi was not ready, Qingxi staggered a few steps and bumped into the back I didn't expect his strength to be so great.

And Erlang picked up a shoulder pole beside him and rushed up to fight with the obviously impatient corpse man again, but this time he snatched the corpse man's trident, and he played more vigorously than the corpse man, Finally, it pierced into the corpse man's heart. The corpse man howled in pain and was about to die, but no one expected that he would pull Erlang directly by the body of the trident, and Erlang was pulled by him. Staggered, and then pushed the corpse man hard to pin him to the wall.

The accident happened at this time, and the corpse man pulled out the trident from his body with a loud roar and stabbed it into Erlang's body.

"Do not!!"

Qingxi was about to rush over immediately, but Erlang turned his face to him, shook his head and showed a smile. The next moment, he held the trident forcefully and pushed it into his body, piercing through the corpse behind, and then he nailed the two of them tightly together. up the wall.

The bell rang, and all the corpses stopped moving.

Qingxi's hands and feet were weak, and she didn't even know how she got in front of Erlang.

"Erlang...Erlang..." Qingxi dared not reach out to touch him.

Erlang opened his eyes forcefully and said with a smile, "Remember...I...my name is Erlang."

At this moment, Erlang's face and the face of the corpse behind him almost overlapped in Qingxi's eyes, and they became another person in a trance, Qingxi stretched out his hand to hold Erlang's hand, feeling that his body temperature was passing away , Tears flowed directly from his eye sockets, and fell on the hands where the two intersected, blurring the blood.

"Erlang..." Qingxi called softly, "Brother Yang..."

In an instant, the surrounding world began to desertify extremely quickly, falling apart, everything turned into nothingness in the darkness, only Qingxi and Erlang hugged and knelt in the center of the darkness, and finally returned to nothingness.

He remembered everything.

"Why don't they wake up?" Nezha's anxious voice came: "This is going to kill me, what should I do?"

"Nezha, don't worry," Jin Zha gently reassured, "Uncle Yuding counted the days and said that they should wake up soon.

"Then I'll go and change a pot of tea for Qingxi and the others, lest they wake up and ask for water."

"Go."

Qingxi only felt his headache was splitting, as if he had slept for several days and nights. After his brain started to work, he thought of his previous experience, which was like a nightmare.

This made Qingxi more sober, he just wanted to get up quickly and see how the person he was thinking about was doing.

He opened his eyes suddenly, but because he was not used to the light, his surroundings were a bit dazzling, and his eyes were stimulated to tears.

Only then did he vaguely see that there was another person lying beside him, and when Qingxi moved, that person suddenly grabbed Qingxi's hand.

It was a very familiar feeling, and Qingxi suddenly felt a burst of relief in his heart, and his tense nerves were comforted and relaxed.

All foreign objects were excluded from his sight, only Yang Jian's smiling lips and deep eyes remained.

Qing Xi ignored her still sore body and turned around to embrace her. It's great to have you at this moment.

The author has something to say: the next chapter will solve the puzzle!

small theater:

Qingxi: Do you know the severity!

Erlang: I know, if you make me light, I will be light, if you make me heavy, I will be heavy.

Qingxi:? ? ?

(If you think I am driving a baby carriage, it must be your illusion)