My Girlfriend is a Zombie

The attack speed of the zombie flower flower sister is obviously quite horrible. If it wasn’t before that she had seen her inconvenient leg, Ling Mo even guessed whether the foot of the spring evolved a derivative organ like a spring. .

Compared with Huahua, the strength of his corpse is indeed somewhat unsatisfactory. Unlike the captain who used to be in the second camp, the pedigree's "blood line" and potential are generally very good, even if forced to stimulate, it is not enough to face this flower sister.

At the moment when the scissors were poked at his head, Ling Mo had already reached the above conclusion, and his reaction was almost made at the same time...

"Ha ha ha ha ha ... weak slag, you just wait to be cut in half! Dare to do that kind of thing to me, after you die, I will swallow your back brain! Well? Wait! What are you doing..."

Xiaoyue’s mouth was just getting out of trouble, and when he kept laughing, he suddenly screamed in horror.

At the speed of the murderer, he could not have escaped the scissors... but he made another action that was more effective than escaping, that is, using the little moon as a shield. I picked it up and greeted the scissors.

"Ah! Huahua sister! It's me! It's me!" Xiaoyue's tone was not much fear, but it was still hysterical. She was trying to struggle, but her arms were tightly held in her arms. When the upper body was steep and then raised, her waving arms could not touch even a silent hair. Even if you have the level of advanced zombies, if you can't play it, it doesn't make sense...

"when!"

The cold light swayed to the side in time. The danger was dangerously swept away from the short hair of Xiaoyueer. The figure of the zombie flower flower sister suddenly appeared two meters away. Looking down at the murmur with a low head: "You **** it! You **** it! You are doing it... it’s like human beings! I hate humans the most. I hate most..." Her tone was still like a whisper at first. The self-talking words are the same, but when they reach the last sentence, they suddenly rise high and become sharp and harsh. "I hate humans the most! Ah!"

The zombie flower flower sister disappeared again, but Lingmo has calmly attached to the wall, and at the same time, the legs of Xiaoyue are firmly held, and they quickly squat in front of themselves. His movements are extremely standard and hesitate. There is no more point to stop...

Because it is a posture of reclining, every few seconds, Xiaoyue can see Lingmu’s face...

"Ah! Damn... slag... I must... my sister... ah! Hurry up to me... stop!"

Ling Mo’s gaze sharply captured the cold light that was flashing around, and said in a faint voice: “Yes, let me stop.”

"But...but she...is angry..." Xiaoyue cried intermittently. "She won't... listen to me..."

"But she won't hurt you at least, right?" Lingmo said.

"Yes...hey! What do you want to do!" Xiaoyue shouted again with wide eyes.

"Obviously," Lingmo squinted at Xiaoyue, moving quickly against the wall. "Try to escape."

Did not move far. Ling Mo’s eyes glimpsed a door, and he immediately moved faster. And at the moment of crashing into the door, the door was slammed.

"Your family can be behind the door every month!" he shouted in time.

Xiaoyue, who was again clipped back to his arm by Lingmo, looked at him with horror and said, "You...you lied?"

"Yes," Ling Mo nodded calmly. "But she doesn't know. So, this can probably drag her for tens of seconds to a minute..."

"you you you……"

Ling Mo quickly looked around and rushed toward the other door.

"corridor?"

After the door was pushed open, it was a dark and cold corridor. Just different from before, this corridor looks much cleaner. There are no doors on either side, and there is only one van elevator at the door. This elevator door also looks different from the general elevator. There is a mottled notice on the door. It can barely recognize several printed words: "Goods... Transportation... No... People... ..."

"This is a freight elevator!" Ling Mo immediately turned to look at the other side of the corridor. "Where is the warehouse?"

"Can't go there!" Xiaoyue suddenly cried.

Ling Mo looked down at her, but found that the little zombie immediately avoided his eyes, his eyes still insisted on screaming.

"Don't you put this look at the three ruins? In addition, why can't you go?" Ling Mo asked.

"In short, I can't go." Xiaoyue lowered his head.

"No reason? Then I can't listen." Ling Mo immediately opened his legs.

"Ah! Can't go!" Xiaoyue swayed hard and struggled. "The soldier can come out early, but it can't..."

"It turned out to be like this..." Ling Mo nodded, but did not mean to stop.

It is impossible for the two doors to shut down the zombie flower flower sister, and entering here will obviously only bring losses to the farm. This is a good thing for him, how can he miss it?

Unfortunately, Xiaoyue does not understand this, even though her intelligence has evolved very well, it is not likely to be more mature thinking ability at the age of six or seven.

"What is the flower girl? How can she hate humans?" Lingmo asked casually.

Xiaoyue was anxiously watching Lingmo getting closer and closer, and he heard the words and consciously replied: "She was caught..."

"what?"

Lingmo was really embarrassed this time. He stayed for two seconds and then hurriedly asked: "What does it mean to be caught?"

"It was caught by humans!" Xiaoyue writhed his body and cried impatiently. "Her legs are broken like this! Those humans always want to sneak in, but they have Paki Very few successes..."

"The amount of information is very big... Who is Pudge? The butcher?" Ling Mo calmly, but he could not wait to communicate the black wire.

"Dog, what do you think?" Ling Mo asked, and he repeated the words of Xiao Yueer quickly.

"If you can't call me a dog..."

"Wes?"

"... don't think that I evolved into this so I can't vomit... Well, I understand the situation. In fact, from the words of Xiaoyueer, we can easily get the following four information..." Black silk seems to read The newspaper said.

"It's very easy to get rid of me! Why did you analyze four so quickly..." Ling said with a sigh. However, with his current situation, there is really no extra energy to analyze this. And it’s a good idea to give this kind of thing to the black silk that is doing nothing but quick thinking.

"First, this zombie named Huahua was once captured by humans, and because of such an encounter, it was irreparably damaged, so that her body and mind have serious problems. Presumably, you are also clear, the light is Abandoning the extent of a leg, it is impossible to let flowers and flowers have a hatred of human beings. After all, whether in the eyes of zombies or mutant beasts or mutant creatures, human beings are only prey.” Hess went on to say, “Please Look at the picture..."

"Drawing pictures is free... And why is this stick figure representing human beings very similar to me! Why is the lower body all full of blood! Is this me? Is it me?"

"So even if the human resistance is fierce, it seems to us that it is just a troublesome prey. If it is not an ordinary bad memory, it is unlikely to look at the prey in another way. Simply put, she In the past, I looked at human beings in a state of looking down and drooling, and now I have added a hateful look inside." Heather concluded.

"..."

"It seems that you are not very interested in this? Then I said it is simple. Second, the human beings who have captured flowers have repeatedly approached here, trying to achieve similar or other purposes, and it is likely to have some success. Third, after the appearance or birth of Pudge, the failure rate of these humans has risen remarkably. Fourthly, only Paji, who stopped these human beings, did not take the lead here before...maybe I don't bother to shoot, but there may be no way to get it. In short, this is good news, maybe we can take advantage of this... Hey? What are you doing? Hey, don't cut it so quickly..."

As the sound of black silk disappeared into his mind, Ling suddenly sighed.

"So, the two human nursery bags I saw in the baby room are the members of their recent sacrifices. But why? Is the survivor generally avoiding contact with such dangerous zombies? No, no. Think about it... just like our behavior, ordinary survivors are hard to understand, but we have a reason to do it..."

and many more! Very little success... means they are still trying, maybe today...

"Those humans, how often will they appear?" Ling Mo asked.

Xiaoyue thought and didn't want to say: "I don't know, they don't come in, we won't know..."

"So, as long as there are outsiders breaking in, the zombies inside will know?" Ling Mo sharply asked. He has noticed that as long as he does not ask more critical questions, this little zombie will not refuse to answer. Maybe she also wants to delay the time by this way, preventing Lingmo from entering the warehouse.

Of course, it may just be because she is simply stupid...

"Yeah..." Xiaoyue just finished answering, and suddenly woke up, and quickly shook his head.

But he couldn’t help but smile, and turned his gaze to an iron gate that appeared in front... (to be continued.)