"Clang!"
The hidden weapon that suddenly flew over fell at Ling Mo's feet. It looked like a chair, but the moment it collided with his spiritual tentacles, it was completely deformed.
Ling Mo's spiritual power was greatly consumed after he took the hit. He could only watch the shadow move towards Ye Lian, but he couldn't get up.
He struggled to grab the back of the chair next to him. His face was pale and his eyes were in a trance. He forced himself to stare at the shadow: "Don't … Don't touch the girl …"
The shadow moved as if it was teleportation. In Ling Mo's dizzy eyes, it seemed to have turned on a "flash" hack. In the blink of an eye, it appeared in another position.
In the dim light, the figure seemed to have grabbed another chair, and with a "kacha" sound, he easily pulled up the auditorium that was fixed to the ground.
"Bang!"
When the shadow slammed the chair towards Ye Lian, a spiritual tentacle shot out from Ling Mo's direction.
The chair deviated from its direction and fell five meters away from Ye Lian, completely smashing the audience seats.
And on the shadow's arm, there was a wound that was not deep nor shallow.
Ling Mo, who was weak all over, shook his head with his mouth slightly open. He looked like he had just stayed in the internet cafe for a week. As soon as he closed his eyes, he would collapse on the spot.
Being able to barely make the spiritual tentacles hit was already Ling Mo's current limit. The accuracy and power were really hard to guarantee.
"Ling … Brother Ling …"
Ye Lian looked at the weak Ling Mo. Her eyes suddenly turned to the shadow, and a layer of faint bloody light suddenly appeared in her eyes.
In the dim light, Ye Lian, who was unarmed, suddenly burst out a cold aura.
The studio seemed to have suddenly been blown by a cold wind, and the temperature suddenly dropped several degrees.
She raised her hand and pushed her long hair behind her ears. On that delicate face, although her eyes were still blank, the layer of bloody light made people unable to look directly at her!
The aura of a zombie leader was completely revealed!
While the figure was still looking at his arm, Ye Lian's upper body leaned forward slightly. Her whole body was like an arrow that left the bow as she fiercely rushed forward.
Zombies' unique violence, bloodthirst, and the indomitable craziness when facing the enemy, at this moment, perfectly combined with Ye Lian's calm and somewhat adorable face!
"Lass …"
Ling Mo gripped the back of the chair tightly and said nervously.
Actually, his spiritual power was not completely exhausted, but it was like a machine that had suddenly been accelerated, causing it to collapse. Right now, he was powerless.
Ye Lian rushed to the figure at the same time, the figure has also reacted.
Two shadows collided with each other in the darkness. Two loud bangs were heard, and a large number of broken seats flew in all directions.
Amidst the chaos, a figure approached Ling Mo from behind and grabbed his arm.
"You'll get hurt here by accident."
Lucy's somewhat weak voice came. Ling Mo looked back and vaguely saw that her hair was scattered, half of her face was dyed red with blood, and she seemed to have suffered a serious injury.
"Are you okay?"
Ling Mo shook his head vigorously and asked.
"Fortunately … when I was sneak attacked, I didn't completely dodge, and as a result, this guy used some kind of weapon to smash my head …"
Lucy couldn't help but groan in pain again, and tried to help Ling Mo up.
But Ling Mo couldn't use any strength at all. Lucy was dragged down by Ling Mo's weight, and the two of them fell to the ground together.
In the narrow aisle of the audience, the two people were squeezed together, struggling to get up.
"Sorry, I can't beat this monster at all, so I could only escape. I even caused you to run to save me, and ended up like this … Anyway, let's get out of here first, or we'll definitely get hurt by accident …"
As soon as Lucy finished speaking, she saw a large mass of black shadows flying over her head.
These black shadows were all the wreckage of the seats that had been splashed like bomb fragments. They were not far away, so naturally, they would be affected.
Seeing that she was about to be hit, although Lucy still had the strength to crawl away, she looked at Ling Mo, who was pale and could faint at any time. She clenched her teeth, and a trace of ruthlessness appeared in her eyes …
"You came back to save me, I won't owe you a favor …"
While thinking this in her heart, Lucy had already made up her mind to use herself as a human shield …
"Ah!"
Ling Mo suddenly screamed, and with one hand supporting himself, he suddenly turned over and stood above Lucy.
His spiritual tentacles crisscrossed and blocked most of the debris.
But there was still a small amount of debris that hit Ling Mo's body. The muffled "bang bang" sounds, as well as Ling Mo's uncontrollable groans of pain, shocked Lucy, who was lying below.
She looked at Ling Mo who was above her head in horror …
— — Splat!
A drop of sticky blood flowed down the corner of Ling Mo's mouth and fell on Lucy's lips.
The faint warmth and the taste of blood between her lips made Lucy's eyes widen.
"You …"
"Biting … biting the tip of the tongue really hurts …" Ling Mo complained vaguely.
The stimulation of the severe pain allowed Ling Mo to temporarily regain a trace of consciousness and regain the ability to move freely.
Seeing Lucy staring at him blankly, Ling Mo snorted and said, "Don't just stand there, hurry up and get up."
With that, he raised his hand and grabbed the back of the chair. With a painful groan, he stood up abruptly.
"You will be at a disadvantage in this kind of battle. Be careful and protect yourself. If you die, wouldn't my mission fail? Where would I get the reward from the Air Force Regiment … "
Ling Mo straightened his back with a grimace and looked in the direction of the battle between the figure and Ye Lian.
Ye Lian's attack method was very personalized. She always suddenly raised her body and then jumped down. She was very flexible in the battle.
The figure fighting with her had complicated methods. Anything at hand could be used as a weapon. His strength was amazing and his speed was extremely fast.
But in general, they were still evenly matched for the time being …
But when Ling Mo screamed, Ye Lian was a little distracted …
Just as she looked at Ling Mo, the figure grabbed half of a pipe from somewhere and threw it at Ye Lian.
Like a cannonball, it made a whooshing sound as it tore through the air!
When Ye Lian came back to her senses, the half of the pipe was already in front of her. She only had time to jump up …
"Bang!"
The pipe flew back with Ye Lian, smashing a row of audience seats and nailing heavily to the wall.
Ling Mo, who stood up, just happened to see this scene.
"Girl!"
Ling Mo's pupils shrank and he roared!
"I … I'm fine …"
The top of the pipe was held in the palm of Ye Lian's hand, so it couldn't directly hurt her.
Although the impact was fierce, her tough skin and bones were enough to protect her.
But even so, after taking this attack head-on, Ye Lian's arm still softened, and her body seemed to be a little weak.
Although zombies were perfect weapons modified by the virus, there were still times when they would be worn out.
In Ye Lian's case, after a day or two of rest, the strong self-recovery ability of zombies would make her lively again.
But at this very moment, her situation was extremely dangerous …
The shadow pulled up another chair, and slowly walked towards Ye Lian who couldn't move.
"Motherf * cker!"
Ling Mo's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he stumbled forward. Countless spiritual tentacles were one step ahead of him as they shot forward!
After the previous experience of being injured, the figure actually knew how to dodge.
Seeing that Ling Mo was approaching, the figure suddenly swayed, like an afterimage that was difficult to catch.
Ling Mo, who was still a little dizzy, instantly felt as if his vision was completely blurred.
Even if he ignored the influence of his vision, he could still "see" a series of spiritual light balls in his Spiritual Detection.
In the process of dodging, the figure was still approaching Ye Lian …
"You're not allowed to touch her …"
Ling Mo's footsteps didn't stop, and a long-suppressed violence, accompanied by a small amount of the virus contained in his blood and body, instantly erupted.
Even a non-spiritual psychic like Lucy could feel the changes in Ling Mo's body due to the violent fluctuations of his spiritual energy.
More spiritual tentacles and more energy output completely enveloped a large area in front of Ling Mo.
Since he couldn't see it clearly and couldn't catch it, then he would kill everything he could see!
Among the countless afterimages, there would always be a real enemy!
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