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Chapter four hundred and thirty seventh human shield

"Clang!"

The hidden weapon that suddenly flew towards Ling Mo landed at Ling Mo's feet. The outline looked like a chair, but the moment it collided with his mental tentacle network, it was completely deformed.

After resisting this force, Ling Mo's mental energy was instantly consumed. He watched the figure move towards Ye Lian, but struggled to get up.

He reached out with difficulty to grab the back of the chair next to him. His face was pale and his eyes were dazed. He forced himself to stare at the figure: "Don't... don't touch the girl..."

The figure moved as if teleporting. In Ling Mo's dizzy eyes, it was as if the "flash" function was turned on and he appeared in another position in the blink of an eye.

In the dim light, the figure seemed to have grabbed another chair, and easily pulled up the auditorium fixed to the ground with a click.

"Bang!"

When the figure slammed the chair towards Ye Lian, a spiritual tentacle shot out from Ling Mo's direction.

The chair deviated from its direction and landed five meters away from Ye Lian, completely destroying the entire auditorium.

On the figure's arm, there was a wound that was neither deep nor shallow.

Ling Mo, who was feeling weak all over, shook his head hard and opened his mouth slightly. He looked like he had just stayed in an Internet cafe for a week. As soon as he closed his eyes, he would collapse on the spot.

Being able to barely make the mental tentacle hit is already Ling Mo's current limit. The accuracy and power are really difficult to guarantee.

"Ling...Brother Ling..."

Ye Lian looked at the weak Ling Mo, his eyes suddenly turned to the figure, and a faint blood suddenly appeared in his eyes.

In the dim light, the defenseless Ye Lian suddenly burst out with a cold aura.

It was like a cold wind suddenly blew into the studio, and the temperature suddenly dropped several degrees.

She raised her hand and pushed her long hair behind her ears. Although the eyes on her delicate face were still blank, the layer of blood made it impossible to look directly at her!

The momentum of a leader-level zombie,**!

While the figure was still looking at his arm, Ye Lian's upper body leaned forward slightly, and his whole body rushed forward like an arrow from a string.

The unique rage and bloodthirsty of zombies, as well as the madness to move forward and never retreat when facing the enemy, are perfectly combined with Ye Lian's calm and cute face!

"Girl..."

Ling Mo clutched the back of the chair and said nervously.

In fact, his mental power has not been exhausted, but just like a machine crashing due to sudden acceleration, he is now unable to use it.

When Ye Lian rushed towards the figure, the figure had already reacted.

Two shadows collided in the darkness, and two loud "bang bang" sounds were heard, and a large number of shattered seat fragments flew everywhere.

In the chaos, a figure approached Ling Mo from behind and grabbed his arm.

"You can get hurt accidentally here."

Lucy's weak voice came. Ling Mo looked back and saw in a daze that her hair was scattered and half of her face was stained red with blood. She seemed to be seriously injured.

"Are you okay?"

Ling Mo shook his head vigorously and asked.

"Fortunately... when I was attacked by a sneak attack, I didn't completely dodge, but I didn't know what kind of weapon this guy used to smash his head open..."

Lucy couldn't help but groaned in pain again and tried to help Ling Mo up.

But Ling Mo couldn't use any strength. Lucy was dragged down by Ling Mo's weight, and the two of them rolled to the ground together.

In the narrow aisle of the auditorium, two people were crowded together, both struggling to get up.

"I'm sorry, I can't defeat this monster at all, so I have no choice but to run away. I also made you come to rescue me, and you ended up like this... Anyway, get out of here now, otherwise you will definitely be accidentally injured..."

As soon as Lucy finished speaking, she saw a large group of black shadows flying overhead.

These black shadows were all the remains of seats that were scattered like bomb fragments. They were not far away, so they would naturally be affected.

Seeing that she was about to be smashed, Lucy still had the strength to crawl away, but looking at Ling Mo, who was pale and might faint at any time, she gritted her teeth and showed a trace of cruelty in her eyes...

"You came back to save me, I won't owe you any favors..."

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, put one hand below him, and turned over suddenly, blocking Lucy.

The spiritual tentacles crossed out and blocked most of the debris.

But a small amount of debris still hit Ling Mo's body. The muffled sound of "bang bang" and Ling Mo's uncontrollable groan of pain shocked Lucy lying below.

She looked at Ling Mo above her head with horror...

——Crack!

A drop of sticky blood followed the corner of Ling Mo's mouth and landed on Lucy's lips.

The faint warmth and the smell of blood between her lips made Lucy's eyes widen.

"you……"

"Bite...biting the tip of your tongue really hurts like hell..." Ling Mo complained vaguely.

The stimulation of severe pain temporarily restored Ling Mo's consciousness and regained the ability to take action.

Seeing Lucy looking at him blankly, Ling Mo snorted and said, "Stop being stunned and get up quickly."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed the back of the chair, and with a groan of pain, he stood up suddenly.

"You will be at a disadvantage in this kind of battle. Protect yourself carefully. If you die, won't my mission fail? Where will I go with the rewards from the Air Corps..."

Ling Mo grinned and straightened his back, looking towards the direction where the figure was fighting with Ye Lian.

Ye Lian's attack method is very personalized. She always raises her body suddenly and then jumps down again. She is very agile during the battle.

The figure fighting her has complicated methods. Anything at hand can be used as a weapon. It is incredibly powerful and extremely fast.

But generally speaking, they are still evenly matched for the time being...

But when Ling Mo screamed, Ye Lian was a little distracted...

The moment she looked towards Ling Mo, the figure grabbed half of the pipe from nowhere and threw it towards Ye Lian.

Like a cannonball, it made a "whoosh!" sound in the air!

When Ye Lian came back to her senses, the half of the pipe was already in front of her, and she only had time to jump up...

"Bang!"

Guanzi flew backwards with Ye Lian, smashing into a row of auditoriums one after another, and nailed heavily to the wall.

Ling Mo stood up and happened to see this scene.

"Girl!"

Ling Mo's pupils shrank and he yelled!

"I...I'm fine..."

The top of the tube was held in Ye Lian's hand and could not hurt her directly.

Although the impact was violent, her skin and bones were strong enough to protect her.

But even so, Ye Lian's arms still weakened after enduring this attack, and his body seemed to be unable to lift his strength.

Although zombies are perfect weapons modified by viruses, they sometimes become worn out.

In Ye Lian's case, after a day or two of rest, the zombies' powerful self-recovery ability can make her alive and kicking again.

But at this moment, her situation is extremely dangerous...

The figure pulled up another chair and slowly walked towards Ye Lian, who was unable to move.

"Nima!"

Ling Mo was so jealous that he stumbled forward, but countless spiritual tentacles shot away before him!

After having the experience of being injured before, this figure actually knew how to avoid.

Seeing Ling Mo approaching, the figure suddenly shook, like an afterimage that was difficult to capture.

Ling Mo, who was still a little dazed, suddenly felt as if his eyes were completely spent.

Even putting aside the influence of his field of vision, he "saw" a series of spiritual light groups during his mental detection.

In the process of avoiding, the figure is still approaching Ye Lian...

"You are not allowed to touch her..."

Ling Mo kept walking, and a long-suppressed rage burst out instantly along with a small amount of the virus contained in his blood and body.

The violent fluctuations in spiritual energy caused even non-mental superpowers like Lucy to feel the changes in Ling Mo.

More spiritual tentacles and more energy output completely enveloped the large area in front of Ling Mo.

If you can't see clearly or capture them, then kill them all that you can see!

Among the countless afterimages, there is always one who is the real enemy! (To be continued.


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