city ​​of the dead

Yajun frowned, wrinkling habitually, but then calmed down again. The last time Yajun saw her, she felt that her lifeline was completely broken, and it was only delayed for a period of time by magic.

Yajun knew that there was no need to stay in this place anymore, but he already sensed a dark aura coming from the deserted street.

Yajun didn't stop at this place, after a rough glance around, he didn't find any abnormalities, and then he walked out of the Yinlou without pausing.

However, when he just stepped out of the shade building, Yajun's steps suddenly stopped, and at this moment, a chill came out from behind, making his back slightly chill.

Yajun was wearing a patterned striped suit, and a pair of simple jeans on his lower body, but his hands under the long sleeves clenched a little unconsciously.

He paused for a moment, then slowly turned around, looking coldly at the dark corner of the aisle in the Yin building.

A dark shadow lurked in the dark corner of the corridor, and then there were some strange surges.But, faintly, Yajun saw a figure in the black mist.

Da~da~da~

The sound of lonely and empty footsteps seems to be pressing on the heartbeat, making Yajun faintly feel a little rush.It was just his eyes, staring closely at the figure coming out of the dark passage.Finally, he walked out of the Yin building and stood outside.

The arms are stretched out very straight, exposed outside. There are many white spots on the arms and neck, dotted with spots, and the whole body is in a rigid state.His whole body was enveloped by a vague black air, his head was slightly lowered, and he couldn't see what he looked like, but Yajun could still see that he had a crew cut, and the toe of his right foot was gently raised, obviously traumatized.

"Wang Fu..."

Yajun glanced at him, and his tone was cold, without the slightest emotion.

"Give her to me!" Wang Fu, who was wrapped in black air, slowly raised his head, his voice was thick but somewhat vague, his eyes were cloudy and dim, without whites, just a piece of darkness.However, when Yajun saw the fangs protruding from the corner of his mouth, his complexion finally changed.

Is it a zombie?Or zombies?

The whole body is rigid, with patches of white spots. That kind of appearance is clearly a zombie?

However, his eyes were dull and pitch black, his fingernails were long, and with his exposed fangs, he was clearly a zombie?

Yajun's eye sockets shrunk very tightly, almost narrowing into a slit. When he saw Wang Fu for the first time, Yajun felt very troublesome.

"If you have the ability, take it yourself!"

Yajun sneered, and looked at Wang Fu contemptuously. Although his expression was relaxed, he secretly underestimated him in his heart.He naturally knew that the woman Wang Fu was talking about was Zhang Min.

"Can you go away?"

Wang Fu's eyes were dark, like a pitch-black abyss, which made people feel daunting.As Wang Fu's dark words fell, Yajun saw with his own eyes that a gloomy lantern seemed to appear out of nowhere in the broken windows on both sides of the entire deserted street.

The lantern emitted a dark green light, which reflected the entire deserted street in a horrible, strange way, but everything did not end there. Immediately afterwards, Yajun's complexion suddenly changed, because he saw that from the dilapidated buildings on both sides There is a person standing at the window, no, to be precise, it is... a ghost.

There is a ghost standing in every window, there are men and women, old and young, but they all look at Yajun indifferently.