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Chapter 682 This is not our style!

"brush!"

The senior grabbed the cushion and started tearing it apart. While avoiding the flying cotton and rags, Shana smiled apologetically at Ye Lian and said, "It's okay..."

Ye Lian gently took his hand away and said, "He is very... very tired..."

"I see," Shana nodded, "Let him sleep. He is usually so alert. If you hadn't been holding him, Sister Ye Lian, you would have woken him up..."

"You can also...know how to cover it up." Ye Lian smiled.

Shana glanced at Ling Mo, who was sleeping soundly, feeling a little distressed, but snorted angrily: "Yeah, I'll cover him with a pillow, just in time to eat meat."

"Ah!" Ye Lian was shocked, "You...you are telling lies..."

"This is not a lie, this is a joke... No, I'm not joking!" Shana muttered. She was in chaos at the moment, with human nature and zombie instincts constantly alternating, which was a little different from usual.

Ye Lian looked like he didn't understand. He quietly sat next to Ling Mo and asked, "You...how are you...how are you?"

Shana smiled: "It's much better than before. Thank you. When the high-level fellow appeared, I felt it in a daze. If I had been forced to take action at that time, I guess the situation would not be as good as it is now.

"

After saying that, she glanced at Ling Mo again: "He ended up being so tired... let him show off!"

Ye Lian opened his big eyes and didn't know how to answer at all.

The first half of the sentence is clearly about concern, but why does the second half include...

This is not the same style as zombies...

"What about you, Sister Ye Lian? Did you feel anything special after the breakthrough?" Shana suddenly asked curiously.

She made it clear that she would not be able to break through to the overlord level in this evolution, but since she had been promoted again, it was just a matter of timing to break through, so she might as well ask in advance...

Ye Lian pinched his fingers. While organizing the words in his head, he said intermittently: "Yes...it's a little different from before..."

She pointed to her eyes: "Here..."

Then, she pointed at Ling Mo again: "And...he..."

"Hey, does this have anything to do with Brother Ling?" Shana became even more confused.

She could understand the eyes at a glance. When the pupils shrank, she could see abnormalities at a glance. It was obviously caused by mutation.

But how could Ye Lian's evolution be involved in Ling Mo's body?

"I..." Ye Lian pursed his lips and whispered, "I...somewhat...understand him..."

Shana was stunned for a moment, and then showed a hint of realization: "Ah, I understand!"

Her eyes, one red and one black, flickered between Ye Lian and Ling Mo. She nodded and said, "You two have a deeper connection!"

Ye Lian nodded first, then shook his head: "Not only...that's it..."

She talked and gestured until Shana finally understood what she wanted to express.

"That is to say...can you feel the human emotions he showed?" Shana tried to summarize and confirmed.

"Yeah!" Ye Lian nodded excitedly.

Shana thought for a while, but then raised a question: "Then...do you have similar feelings yourself? Since you can feel it, you should also have it, right?"

At this point, Shana's eyes also looked a little expectant.

In fact, she has retained her humanity now, and she is not interested in whether she can completely transform back into a human...at least Heina is not interested at all.

She enjoys the feeling of being a zombie, the pleasure of seeing blood, the pleasure of being in complete control of her body, and devoting herself wholeheartedly to fighting, which normal humans cannot experience.

But the complex emotions in the human mind are also full of attraction for Shana.

Being stared at by Shana's eager eyes, Ye Lian slowly shook his head: "No... no..."

"I know... what he means. Because... I remember something... but... I don't have it myself..." Ye Lian said.

Xia Na suddenly showed a hint of disappointment, things really can't be that simple...

Strictly speaking, Ye Lian's situation cannot be called feelings.

Just like learning words from a picture, she knew what the fruit in the picture was and what it was called, but she didn't really know it until she tasted it.

Ye Lian's understanding of human emotions has just reached the level of learning words from pictures.

"It's okay," Shana jumped forward and arrived in front of Ye Lian. She held her hand and said, "At least he has made more progress than before, right? When you see him shaking with anger in the future, just

I won’t think that he is frozen anymore…”

"Yeah!" Ye Lian smiled slightly.

"Huh...huh..." In the dark corridor, Xu Shuhan was grabbing the handrail and climbing up unsteadily.

Her thinking was relatively clear, but because of this, the physical reaction made her feel even more intense.

There seemed to be rustling sounds everywhere in the darkness, going straight into her head.

Even if I cover my ears, I can still hear the sound of my own blood flowing.

Even her own breathing sounded so annoying, it made her extremely manic.

"It's so uncomfortable..."

Xu Shuhan didn't know which floor she climbed to. She leaned on the corner of the stairs, slid down the wall, and squatted there holding her head.

Shana's words echoed in her ears again: "You'll get used to it..."

"Is this a side effect of staying sane? If you lose your sanity and are controlled by zombie instinct, you won't feel so uncomfortable..." Xu Shuhan couldn't help but think.

But when he thought of those ordinary zombies with distorted expressions and tearing apart living people, Xu Shuhan couldn't help but shudder.

"No...I don't want to be like that, no..."

Xu Shuhan kept shrinking back to the corner, her nails scratching out ten long white marks on the ground. The clicking sound stimulated her and dragged her back from the dangerous thoughts of giving up.

"That... similar... person..." Ye Lian obviously didn't know how to call Xu Shuhan. Without a complete mutation, she could at best be considered half of the same kind...

Shana hugged her knees and sat in front of Ye Lian, saying: "She? It can only depend on her own willpower. She is already lucky, and there is still a chance to struggle. Brother Ling has lived with us for so long, so he understands

More and more."

"But... I still hope she can hold on." Shana was silent for a few seconds, then her tone suddenly changed again.

"It's annoying, Nana, don't just take the initiative..."

"How can you call it robbery? It's half of me."

"Tch, isn't that half of you a spiritual body? Why don't you try taking off your clothes with one hand?"

"You are holding on to the other side of my clothes, how can I take them off!"

Seeing Xia Na having a lively argument with him and fussing with her left and right hands, Ye Lian shrank back blankly and silently covered Ling Mo's ears.

The room suddenly became chaotic. Li Yalin was sparing no effort to destroy all the cushions, while Xia Na was desperately fighting with herself. Amidst the cotton wool flying everywhere, Ling Mo still slept soundly with his eyes closed...

The big cocoon in the corner shook for a moment, then stopped moving again...

"Bang!"

Another glass window suddenly burst open, and the rolling hot air mixed with thick smoke and firelight swept out.

The entire shopping mall has now turned into a huge furnace, and a large amount of black smoke is constantly jumping out.

Two nearby buildings were affected and now also burned.

The streets were crowded with zombies attracted from all over, but except for the occasional zombie that rushed out covered in fire, no zombies took the initiative to approach the fire.

Flames can draw them closer, but pure flames can no longer make them take the initiative to fly to the flames.

Unless there is prey...

But those semi-charred creatures of the same kind are obviously unattractive. The instinct that erupts when they are about to die stimulates them to pounce on the zombies, but no zombies are willing to tangle with them.

Those who are accidentally affected are often the weakest among the crowd of corpses.

These small commotions only occurred in one corner and did not cause any major disturbances.

"when!"

At the back entrance of the shopping mall, a large mess of things suddenly smashed down from the window above.

The pile of charred black objects stirred slightly, and suddenly a charred black hand stretched out.

This hand was covered in blisters, pink muscles were exposed under the burned skin, and some parts of the fingers had even turned into charcoal.

As soon as it appeared, it scratched stiffly in the air twice before grabbing the ground.

As the hand moved forward little by little, a figure emerged from the scorched black matter.

"cough……"

It struggled to crawl out completely, making an extremely unpleasant and weird sound from its throat.

Not only that hand, but every part of his body was burned like that.

The head was bare, and a pair of eyes protruded, and it seemed that only two rotating eyeballs were left.

The pupils are still purple, but the whites of the eyes are completely red.

Under the burned lip, the pale teeth looked horrifying.

A piece of flesh was still hanging on its left cheek. It stretched out its hand and scraped its sharp nails along its temple.

A spark flew out, and when it grabbed the piece of flesh, it pulled it off hard.

The originally sunken cheek suddenly collapsed again, making his appearance even more terrifying.

The skin, which was difficult to cut with a knife, was burned like this by fire.

If he hadn't been at the king level, he would have been buried in the fire by now.

"Cough! Cough!"

It opened its mouth suddenly and screamed in a choked voice.

The connected skin on the face was suddenly torn apart, and thick blood emerged from the wound. It was very thrilling to watch.

"Stop screaming." A voice suddenly sounded.

The bird corpse immediately turned its head and looked in the direction of the sound.

In the shadow between the two buildings, a figure appeared out of nowhere.

He is not tall and has a slender figure, but his head looks particularly big.


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