Zombie Girlfriend Evolution Theory

"What did your lord say?" Lingxiu couldn't help but ask aloud just like his thoughts.

"My lord, let us go directly to Qin Feng to confirm the situation." The correspondent recounted, his complexion was not very good.

Lingxiu was silent for a few seconds, seeming to be meditating.

The subordinates looked at Lingxiu together, waiting for his answer.

"The soldiers are divided into two groups." It took about twenty seconds before the spiritual practitioner finally made up his mind and raised his eyes, "Go all the way to Master Xu to support, and follow me all the way to find Qin Feng."

"Okay." The subordinates nodded, quickly divided into two teams, and followed Lingxiu straight to the place where Qin Feng lived.

Not to mention what happened to the other team, the team in the spiritual cultivation belt has encountered a lot of trouble along the way.

Several guards seemed to be a little suspicious of these seemingly organized teams, thinking that they were the remnants of the White Envoy base, and they had to stop them at everything and prevent them from looking for Qin Feng.

Lingxiu became more and more sure in his heart that Qin Feng must have fallen into the hands of Yumeng. At the same time, he took someone to deal with the guards blocking the road and forcibly broke into Qin Feng's residence.

They didn't alarm the guards outside the residence, and sneaked in from a remote window.

At this time, Qin Feng was playing backgammon face to face with Mo Wen. He didn't raise his head when he heard the sound. Instead, he frowned and stared at the chessboard in front of him more seriously.

The Gobang that he is so proud of can't even connect the pieces in front of Mowen!

Generally speaking, talking about a person's chess skill refers to his Go ability, but Qin Feng can only play backgammon, so Mowen also plays with him.

I originally thought that Mo Wen would be defeated, but he didn't think he was in the eyes at all. Although it can't be said that it is a win, it is definitely a win.

"Awen is amazing." Yu Lan praised loudly.

Mowen smiled happily, even the roots of his ears were red, but Qin Feng's mood was not so good. When he thought of his most persistent and favorite zombies worshipping his eyes on his opponent, he was full of anger.

Getting more serious, Qin Feng said that he would win the game in front of him.

However, spiritual cultivation would not give him serious time, only a violent and noisy sound was heard, and the group of them broke into the window directly against the bullets of the guards.

"Unexpectedly, I was discovered!" Lingxiu gritted his teeth, and saw Qin Feng sitting at the table when he tried to lift his eyes, his eyes brightened immediately.

"City Lord Qin!" he said loudly, "I am an envoy from the north for spiritual practice. We think you may be hijacked by the lawless elements of the Yumeng, and came here to support you."

I wanted to ignore the intrusion of the spiritual practitioners, Qin Feng closed his eyes impatiently, turned his eyes and said coldly, "The criminal you are talking about is right in front of me."

The spiritual cultivation was startled, and the next second he directly picked up his gun and pointed it at the ink writing, with a look filled with righteous indignation, "City Lord Qin, you can rest assured that our people in the north will be able to rescue you soon!"

Qin Feng and Wen Xining who rushed over were speechless for a while. Which eye of this guy saw that they needed to be rescued?

"Kill, kill." Taking out a white piece and placing it on the chessboard, Qin Feng waved his hand impatiently while remembering the number in his heart, "I can't use it to feed Annie."

Only then did he discover that the atmosphere in the room was not as tense as he had imagined. The spiritual jelly knot rolled twice, and a few drops of cold sweat gathered together and dripped onto the ground along his forehead.

His breathing gradually became heavier, Ling Xiu raised the gun in his hand and aimed it at Qin Feng's head.

"City Lord Qin, we are from the north, do you want to be an enemy in the north?"

Listening to Lingshou's straightforward questioning, Yu Lan, who had been leaning in Mo Wen's arms without showing his face, suddenly let out a sneer.

Mo Wen's expression on his name changed in the Lingxiu report. He wouldn't forget that one of the people who hurt Lan in the first place was called Lingxiu.

"What about the people in the north?" Mowen followed Yulan's hair soothingly, and said with a light smile, "Since you entered this room, there is no possibility of going out alive."

The ink writing at this time looks unusually soft, and even the smile makes people feel gentle.

As soon as Lingxiu spoke, he felt that the blood in his body began to flow backwards, his breathing gradually became heavier, and his legs began to soften uncontrollably.

"Who are you!" He held the gun in his hand calmly and screamed, staring.

"He is the leader of the League of Desires you said." Feeling that he might win this round, Qin Feng's mood changed right now, "It looks like I might win this round."

"It's not the end." Mo Wen squinted at him with a chuckle, and the sunspot in his hand fell on the chessboard seemingly casually.

Qin Feng frowned again, gritted his teeth and began to meditate.

"You two..." Seeing that the atmosphere between Mo Wen and Qin Feng didn't want to be as nervous as he imagined, Lingxiu immediately said after a brief shock, "Qin Feng, you actually cooperated with Yumeng ,Are you crazy!"

Qin Feng rolled his eyes and didn't bother to care about him.

"What is there that we can't give you in the north, it's worth you to cooperate with this kind of powerless force!?" Lingxiu said more and more, and the trigger in his hand was directly pulled at Qin Feng.

Now this situation is extremely unfavorable for them, he must find a chance to hold the leader of the desire alliance or Qin Feng.

The moment he pulled the trigger, Wen Xining's expression changed. He directly rushed over and overwhelmed Qin Feng to the ground. During this time, he directly knocked the chessboard into flight.

Poor Qin Feng still held a Baizi who was just about to go down in his hand, just watched the chessboard he could win fly away.

Mo Wen also subconsciously protected Yu Lan, and then gave Lingxiu a cold stare.

Lingxiu only felt his consciousness froze under Mowen's gaze, and in the next second he found that his face and body were splashed with many bright red blood stains.

Turning around and looking, all the powers who followed him under his hands turned into blood clots, leaving him standing alone, like a lamb ready to accept sanctions.

"Can't get on the stage?" Mo Wen snorted, "Say a little longer."

Lingxiu's legs softened and he knelt down in a pool of blood.

The supernatural beings who died just now are regarded as elites in the north of them. How can they imagine that they have all turned into pieces of meat under Mowen's glance?

Where is the power of human beings... Is the leader of the League of Desires already so strong?

"Spiritual cultivation." Looking at the spiritual cultivation that was close to collapse, Yu Lan lightly sighed, finally poking out her head and saying, "It's been a long time."