Apocalyptic home raises the demon god

Heizi's attitude was completely opposite to Zhuang Yi's. Hearing Zheng Ningyuan's plan, he became excited. In the end, he simply stood up, rubbed his hands and walked around the room a few times, and said happily: "This is really great, I I have known for a long time that there is a military factory near Jiangning, but I used to make small noises and do my business. I have never dealt with officials and never paid attention to it. Recently, we have expanded rapidly, and the shortage of guns is too great. It's serious, I've been thinking about how to get some of it. Xiao Yuan, you are so timely!"

"What's the matter!" Zhuang Yi sullenly walked in with a glass, which was the glass of water that Zheng Ningyuan just poured for him.

He figured out what Zheng Ningyuan was thinking, and instead of being relieved, he became even more worried, so he had to follow him and try to stop him as much as he could, but he heard this as soon as he entered the door. He even agreed with this kind of idea. Give it a bad one.

"Xiaoyuan, have you ever thought about it? You know about this military factory, and others probably know about it, especially the army. Losing contact with other parties means that they have lost their supplies. Who doesn't know about the end of the world? The importance of guns? I’m afraid it’s already heavily guarded, and there’s an iron bucket.”

The corner of Heizi's raised mouth never let go, and he glanced at Zhuang Yi with a smile: "So, we can only hide here and commit suicide collectively after all the bullets are exhausted?"

Zhuang Yi glared at him: "Don't mess around, it's not that serious!"

Heizi walked up to him and sat down, and said without showing any weakness, "Although what I said is a bit exaggerated, it is the truth."

Reaching out to pick up the water on the table and take a sip: "Xiao Yuan didn't mention this matter before, and now that he speaks out, I'm afraid it's also in consideration of this point?"

Zhuang Yi turned to look at Zheng Ningyuan.

Zheng Ningyuan nodded: "Partly, we need to strengthen ourselves, that's for sure, now that the order has been completely disrupted, only those who respond quickly and have more power, such as weapons and talents, can gain a firm foothold. "

Heizi looked at Zhuang Yi triumphantly: "Xiao Yi, you see, although Xiao Yuan is younger than you, his brain is much better than yours."

Zhuang Yi said coldly: "Don't call me Xiaoyi, we're not familiar with each other—" He raised his eyes and saw that the cup in Heizi's hand looked so familiar, he reached out and snatched it away: "Who told you to drink from my cup? !"

Heizi returned it to him as good as he could, and said innocently, "You brought it in and put it here on purpose, I thought you were giving it to me to drink."

"I drink it for Xiaoyuan!"

"You didn't say how I know, and this side is obviously closer to me."

"That's why you sat down later!"

……

"Hey, forget it, why do you two quarrel as soon as you meet, Zhuang Yi, I'm not thirsty." Zheng Ningyuan hurriedly smoothed things over, the two of them didn't know what was going on, it might be that their horoscopes were born incompatible, and they would quarrel as soon as they met stand up.

"Xiaoyuan, it's not that the two of us were arguing. In fact, I was talking calmly from the beginning to the end." Heizi shrugged his shoulders helplessly, but his expression showed no sign of resignation at all, and he stared at Zhuang Yi with a smile.

"Hmph." Zhuang Yi stood up angrily, turned around and went out.

"Okay, he agreed, let's think about what to do." Zheng Ning pulled Heizi who was still staring at the door, and said.

"Where is the exact location?" Heizi put away his hippie smile and asked seriously.

"Actually, it's not far from my warehouse. In Haituo Mountain in the north, I only know the general direction, and I don't know the exact location, but it's no more than 80 kilometers away from here." Zheng Ningyuan took out a local map and followed study the route.

A circle was drawn at the location of his warehouse, surrounded by dark green mountain shapes, and there were no buildings that could be marked on the map, which meant that there were no crowds around.

Wei suddenly came over to take a look, pointed to the point marked by Zheng Ningyuan and asked, "Is this the location of the warehouse?"

Zheng Ningyuan nodded.

"Then I may know where the military factory you mentioned is." Wei pondered for a moment, stared at the map again, and suddenly said something that shocked them both.

Heizi and Zheng Ningyuan looked at each other, seeing incredible in each other's eyes.

"Are you sure?" Zheng Ningyuan confirmed first. If someone leads the way, the probability of success will be different.

"Sure, moreover, that military factory is deserted, and there are no living people in it."

"How do you know?" Heizi asked calmly. In fact, there was already a huge wave in his heart. Wei was an existence independent of this group. He knew from the beginning that this man was dangerous.

But he is Xiaoyuan's friend, Xiaoyuan trusts him unconditionally, and he rarely shows up, so when he first came, he almost forgot about Wei.

It seems that Wei was sick at that time?or what?It rarely happens anyway.

Even after he recovered, he never talked to anyone except Xiaoyuan, and would disappear for a while every day. To be honest, he was responsible for the defense of the base. He checked it out of curiosity, but no one had seen it When did this person go out, let alone when he came back.

Mysterious and powerful, this is the cognition that Wei gave Heizi. This kind of cognition makes Heizi's muscles tense involuntarily every time he is in the same space with Wei. It is a result of his long-term living in a dangerous environment. instinctive reaction.

Wei glanced at him and said nothing.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Zheng Ningyuan had no choice but to act as the peacemaker again. He coughed lightly and said, "Okay, then you will lead the way later. Let's get ready and set off tomorrow."

Heizi frowned slightly, Xiaoyuan trusted this person too much, he went without asking, what if this person has a different heart?

Wei Ye frowned, but his focus was obviously not on one point: "Are you going too?"

Zheng Ningyuan nodded, a little puzzled, why both of them have this expression, is he that weak?

Wei opened his mouth to say something, but closed it again.

After falling asleep at night, Wei leaned over and kissed as usual, got a little water breath, only a little, controlled within the tolerance of the body, he didn't want to be paralyzed again.

He turned over and got out of bed, and left the room without making a sound, through the window.

Seeing this kind of behavior, people will feel that this person is giving a farewell kiss to the sleeping person in a considerate and tender way before leaving.

Along the outer wall to the top of the building, a run-up, the toes lightly tap the edge of the roof, the person leaps high like a big bird, and lands on the top of another building, his body is as soft as a fallen leaf, landing silently, but With speed and strength that cannot be ignored, jumping over two or three roofs, the speed increased immediately, and the figure drew a black line under the light blue night of the moonlit night, which was because the speed was too fast and the afterimage did not disappear.

The air was stirred, and the plastic bags that were thrown everywhere before the end of the world were driven by the swirling wind, fluttering up and down, and the figure that passed by was no longer known how far away outside.

If someone sees this scene, they will exclaim in surprise and think with relief that the peerless lightness kung fu described in various martial arts novels actually exists.

But obviously, Wei Bi's so-called light kung fu of traveling eight hundred miles at night is better, and he walks in a straight line.

If Wei's forward route was drawn on the map that Zheng Ningyuan used during the day, it would be a straight line, from the roof of his house to a building more than 80 miles away to the north.

Wei's body seems to have no weight, and he has got rid of the theory of gravity and speed acceleration, because he can borrow force no matter it is a hard reinforced concrete wall or a soft tree branch, and when he stays in the air There was no drop in body shape.

The destination had already appeared in the field of vision, and it was rapidly growing in size. Wei did not intend to slow down at all, until his toes touched the roof of the tallest small building in the building, and then he stopped abruptly.

From high-speed movement to sudden stillness, this unconventional and extremely contradictory form of movement naturally appeared on him. If there are bystanders, they will feel uncomfortable and want to vomit blood. On the contrary, the person concerned looks calm, as if this is just a normal phenomenon. It has no effect on him.

There was a faint green light in Wei's eyes, and he looked down from the top of the small building.

Looking at it this way, the building complex seems to be submerged in the black lake water—the small buildings of different heights are like isolated islands exposed to the outside, and the thick black sticky fog like ink sways gently like water, and the low The smaller buildings have been completely submerged, and the taller buildings still have their roofs exposed.

The black mist is like smoke and gauze, flowing like life, constantly changing its shape, as if there is a restless fish in it, shaking its head and tail, creating circles of black ripples, centered on this building and surrounding it Diffusion out, the color gradually fades away in the distance.

"Yin Yao." Wei's thin lips opened, and he spit out three words, his voice was three points colder than ice slag.

Yinming monsters are slightly more advanced monsters than spirit-devouring monsters. They also live in mud, can't get on the table, and are the lowest level of monsters that don't even have their own consciousness and spirituality. In some respects, Yinming The demon is not even comparable to the spirit-devouring monster. Although its sense of individual existence is much stronger than the spirit-devouring monster, they are not like the spirit-devouring monster that can actively swallow life, but rely on external objects.

Moreover, this kind of thing can't touch living things. Although it feeds on life, the spirituality of living beings is fatal to them. What it can grab is the lifeless life when the spirituality of the living beings is dead, but the life has not dissipated. .

The reason why it is said to be a little bit more advanced than spirit devouring monsters is because they can reproduce themselves to produce seeds similar to clones. This kind of seeds are controlled by their own "silk" and can parasitize on corpses, making corpses for them. Do things, such as attacking and killing living creatures, and then absorb the vitality of the living creatures and pass them back along the "silk" to feed the mother.

Wei figured out how things like zombies were formed.

It's just that these unpopular things living in the demon world can be crushed to death by any low-level demon in the demon world. Why on earth are they flooding here?

All of a sudden, it swept across the world, and almost every place where there were people was seeded.

At the same time, it is still using this kind of thing to harm billions of people. Wei does not believe that there is no black hand behind it.

Thinking about these things in my mind, but my hands didn't change at all.

A bluish-white light spot the size of a grain of rice appeared between the fingers, like a small delicate flower blooming on the finger.

Then with a flick of the fingers, the spot of light sank into the black mist below at an incomparable speed, and the black mist boiled instantly, like a pot of miso soup that was boiling and bubbling endlessly.

The point of light is not as weak and harmless as it was between the fingers, it is like a nuclear bomb explosion, with the landing point as the center, a huge circular light curtain is exploded, the whole world seems to light up, and the light waves spread far In the distance, it gradually disappears.

Sweat dripped from Wei's forehead. He looked into the distance and looked solemnly. His strength was still too weak. There were other ghosts gathered not far away, but he was powerless to clean them up.

He can only clean up the place where Xiaoyuan is going to come tomorrow, but he can't manage other places.

The thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and Wei was a little angry. With such a weak self, how long has it been since he felt this feeling?