My Girlfriend is a Zombie

The side door of the department store is located in an alley. Except for a few rusty bicycles, there is no shadow of any zombies.

The side door was ruined, and it was swaying on it at the moment, and it seemed to fall at any time.

Ling Mo took Ye Liangang to turn, just saw a figure into the side door.

"Xana?"

Long black hair, a slim white shirt and short skirt, black stockings with a pair of black shoes...

Even if the visual acuity is poor, it is impossible to admit the wrong person with such a high degree of recognition.

"Speaking of this dress is what I asked for."

After a pause, he grabbed Ye Liancao and ran inside.

Although Xia Na ignored them, considering that everyone is affected by the illusion, it is normal to see other people.

After entering from the side door, it is a long employee passage.

The locker fell to the ground, and a thick smell came out from the inside. The dim light and the semi-open door made it look very strange.

"Fortunately, this department store is big enough, otherwise it should be blocked by zombies. Is this sneak attacker doing so much to make his abilities work? It's really troublesome."

Ling Mo frowned, grabbed Ye Lian's hand and slowly walked in.

Its practicality is not his lead, Ye Lian will not take the initiative to let go of his sleeves.

"Xana? Is that you?"

Ling Mo whispered, in the empty corridor, his deliberately low voice sounded very loud enough to make the caller himself scared.

Seeing no one responded, Ling Mo looked inside for a while and then continued to walk inward.

However, as soon as he turned, he saw the familiar figure flashing through his eyes. Go straight into the employee's bathroom.

This time is closer, Lingmo also sees clearly, the half body of the figure is actually stained with blood!

An arm hangs around and seems to have been seriously injured...

"Xana!"

Ling Mo quickly accelerated the speed, followed by chasing in.

Just as he pushed the door open, a cold light slammed down from the top of his head.

However, Ling Mo’s face did not even have a look of surprise.

He blocked Ye Love behind him with a sardonic smile on his lips.

"Hey!"

An invisible spiritual tentacle net. Blocked the attack, and numerous tentacles also flew out, entangled this figure like Shana.

"Let... let go of me... I didn't mean it, I thought it was..."

"Xana" anxiously shouted, struggling hard: "Quickly let me go. There are monsters behind, there are..."

"Hey, are you so persistent, do you want me to award you an Oscar?"

Ling Mo really can't stand such a poor performance...

Under the pressure of his mental power, the figure gradually became more and more visible, revealing the true colors.

A long-haired young man of about 27 years old, wearing a shirt on his upper body. Also specially opened to reveal a not-so-thick chest, wearing a pair of bright beach pants, and a pair of boots on the feet. Although after the Cataclysm, there is no way to continue to pay attention to clothing. But Ling Mo is also the first time to see someone dressed up so wonderfully.

In general, this product is like the type of “artist” and the kind of visual harassment of the crowd.

"Hey, do you still have such a high degree of vigilance against your companions?" asked the long-haired man with a smile. "How did you see it? Because I didn't perform enough like it? Also, dressing girls is not my strength..."

"Let's find a reason. When I saw the figure, I knew you were not." Ling Mo sneered.

If you pretend to be Lucy or Liu Baodong, he may take a little more time to distinguish. But the choice is Xia Na who has a spiritual connection with him...

"From that time? Hehe, it seems that the person who should win the prize is you. You played quite like it. I thought you were really fooled. So I still underestimated you. I thought you were just An ordinary abilities..."

The long-haired man was shackled by the invisible spiritual tentacles, but in this case he still licked his hair: "But even if you turn my army in the opposite direction, it doesn't make much sense. It is also the spirit. The versatile, you should have discovered it now, I am just a..."

"Oh, just a spiritual body..." Ling Mo frowned.

The long-haired man who is tied here is just a phantom.

But it was not made out of thin air, but by affecting the silence, let him "see" this phantom.

Long-haired phantom smiled happily: "Not bad! But I can completely affect you, which means that your ability is more than my garbage. To be honest, your mental strength may be similar to me, maybe even more than me. It’s a big deal. But unfortunately, our starting point is different. There is a kind of people in this world, you can’t catch up anyway, that is genius... hahaha...”

Lingmo frowned slightly, knowing that just a mirage, but the narcissism and arrogance, could not help but let Lingmo had a kind of wanted to hit his impulses.

"Through this temptation, I have already got to know your abilities first. Next, I will let you have a good look at the gap between us..."

The phantom said, and with a provocative smile, it gradually began to be transparent.

"You really thought it was a flicker, I will let you go so easily!"

Ling Mo snorted, and the spiritual tentacles slammed.

"How can you... ah!"

The long hair phantom is like a whole body burnt like a fire, twitching in pain, exclaiming.

Ling Mo was unmoved and smiled. "This spiritual body can talk to me. It means that it is not a spiritual energy that is independent. It is connected with you. I have destroyed it. I think you are not good."

"You are crazy, how much energy you need to consume!" The Mirage has begun to be as miserable as killing a pig.

"It doesn't matter." Ling Mo shrugged. He said that the truth is that there are two ways to recover. As long as you don't let the mental power bottom out.

"Enough you, you wait for me... ah!"

The sound of the phantom became intermittent like a jammed tape. In the end, in a scream, the phantom collapsed and disappeared.

"Don't wait, I will go find you."

I thought that this spirit of energy was destroyed, but Ling Mo just wanted to turn and leave, but suddenly found something wrong.

As the long-haired youth said, he should consume a lot of mental power for this...

But the fact is that he not only did not feel the loss of spiritual energy, but felt that his mind was more clear-headed!

Spiritual strength, even in the process of strangling got a reply!

"What? What?"

Ling Mo stunned, and then released a spiritual tentacle, and looked at it carefully.

As a product that he has come out of, the length, size, and even shape of the spiritual tentacles are completely controlled by Ling Mo’s own ideas.

At this time, he suddenly found out that this tentacles, I do not know when there are some suckers...

Probably because it is composed of pure spiritual energy, this blood-red tentacle does not look horrified, but is full of a mysterious beauty.

"But the suction cup is so strong... ah, yes!"

Ling Mo immediately thought of the threat to come back to his own spider queen, her tentacle ... or spider silk, because of the existence of the sucker, has the ability to **** blood.

The drug that has been diluted by the blood of the spider queen for a long time seems to have been affected by some unconsciousness...

"It doesn't seem to be, it is affected!"

Looking at these suckers, Ling Mo was a bit confused at the moment.

When I just strangled the pure spirit, did the suction cup of the tentacles absorb the other's mental strength?

He immediately sensed it carefully, and found out that there was a small white spirit in his spiritual group.

However, in the blood-red consciousness world, it soon began to be eroded...

"The trough! Really absorbed!"

This discovery made Lingmo happy, although his spiritual tentacle became more like a real tentacle, but able to absorb the enemy's spiritual power, this evolution is a bunker!

(To be continued)