Chapter 38

The divine power is mighty, and the blessing protects the common people.

Maybe it was the moment when Fang Mo accepted her.

Perhaps Fang Mo didn't put forward any special requirements for her.

Or maybe it's because Fang Mo has always been strong.

In Qin Xiaoyu's world view, Fang Mo is God!

A God who is invincible and can protect himself is tens of millions of times more effective than any shrine Buddha. He stands in front of him alive

God!

Zhang Qiang opened his mouth, turned his head and looked at Qin Xiaoyu. He found that the other party didn't mean to joke at all. The piety in his eyes was more sincere than those believers kneeling in front of the shrine he had seen before.

He looked again at the swift figure among the corpses. In his mind, in addition to being invincible, he also had a profound sense of security. It seemed that as long as he stood around him, all crises would disappear.

Yes, he is God!

Fang Mo is the living God!

Zhang Qiang also started this cognition. Although it has not been fully accepted, it is doomed that there will be no differences in the future.

God, do you need to question what you say?

…

Bang!

Fang did not kick off a zombie. When the other party was about to land, he appeared next to the zombie. He looked at the dirty dirty cheek without a word. He stretched out his hand and pulled out a zombie gel.

I'm a little tired, but my mental state is excellent!

He has begun to adapt to the current world, especially when he swept through the zombies, he always felt that he would have a great sublimation in his mind.

"Is this what you said about the desire to kill?"

Fang didn't lift his head lightly and looked back without looking. Once again, a cataclysm gel appeared in his hands.

Ye Qingcheng told him before that if a person gradually adapts to his own power, there will be a dependence and expansion on power.

At this time, even if she appears, she will still be blown up.

"How could it be? It's too late to love you..." Fang Mo whispered, and then looked at hundreds of zombies pouring in madly. He laughed: "let me release this desire to my heart's content!"

He flew and rushed, facing hundreds of zombies, as if he were the real devil.

One or more zombies will fall to the ground in every move, and all his moves seem to be designed to face this time.

Every time he kills a zombie, he will have a burst of emotion in his heart.

The upsurge of this emotion made him turn all the zombies into a tool for venting!

Ye Qingcheng's closed training finally had a huge outbreak.

Long term depression will always make people's mind full of a sense of suffocation. When they encounter such scenes, coupled with their own strength, they are bound to burst out.

Maybe what she said is right!

At this time, even if she stands here, she will be beaten.

…

"This, this, this..."

Although Zhang Qiang has accepted some special setting of Fang Mo, at this time, he still stammered: "isn't he tired?"

If you let him go, let alone kill the zombie, maybe he can't even break free after being caught by the zombie.

However, Fang Mo seemed to be tireless and killed the zombies crazily. No matter how crazy and ferocious they were, they were not as terrible as him.

"Tired?"

Qin Xiaoyu turned his head, smiled contemptuously, and then said, "God, never tired!"

Yeah.

God, how can you be tired?

God is invincible, fearless and tireless. No matter how many people or things stand in front of God, they will be silenced by God's punishment.

Gollum! Gollum!

Zhang Qiang couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Looking at Fang Mo, his eyes had become dementia. He turned his head and just wanted to talk, he saw a zombie staggering towards him.

The speed is definitely not slow, at least much faster than him, unless he bursts out his full speed.

"Mourning..."

As soon as a word was out, Qin Xiaoyu had easily solved the zombie. Then he sneered and looked at him indifferently: "God will give people strength. Haven't you heard of it?"

Crazy!

This woman is crazy!

Zhang Qiang shouted in his heart, even if he thought Fang Mo was invincible and could give strength, it was impossible, but

He also knew very clearly that with Qin Xiaoyu's thin body, if there was no special blessing, she might not be able to fight any zombies at all, and it was even more impossible to face it so easily.

"Maybe God will really give a gift?" Zhang Qiang suddenly thought of such a sentence in his mind, and then quickly shook his head. When he was about to speak, he found a man standing in front of him.

His black suit was covered with blood, and all kinds of fishy smell kept coming out.

But he had no fatigue on his face, and his eyes were bright. Except for a touch of fatigue that no one noticed, he was fermenting in the depths of his eyes. He was like a combination of devil and God.

Suddenly, he smiled.

A warm and reassuring smile bloomed on his face: "what were you thinking just now? I always feel that you have some bad ideas..."

This man, of course, is Fang mo.

Apart from him, no one will behave so complicated. On the one hand, terror is like hell demon God, on the other hand, it is reassuring and warm.

"No..." Zhang Qiang quickly waved his hand and explained, "I'm just thinking about sister Qin's words. I'm a little distracted. I definitely don't have any bad ideas for you."

He unknowingly took the honorific words with him. Psychologically, he dared not, could not and should not have the slightest bad idea!

"Oh?" Fang Mo turned his head and looked at Qin Xiaoyu.

The latter nodded, opened his mouth gently and said gently: "I just said, God, give me strength, and you are the God!"

Fang Mo was stunned, really stunned.

Even in the face of hundreds of zombies, he did not hesitate.

However, at this time, he began to be in a daze.

God?

What are you talking about?

Not yourself?

He thought of this possibility and immediately smiled bitterly. What kind of God is he, at most, a slightly stronger human being.

Maybe it's still a believer?

Thinking of this, Fang Mo put down his doubts. After all, what religion people believe is their freedom, and they can't discriminate or intervene.

"The hospital is right in front of us. Let's go in and find some medicine. I'm hurt. Alas..." Fang Mo sighed and showed his back.

It's bloody. I know it was scratched at a glance.

No matter how powerful a person is, there will be times when the tiger will nap, not to mention Fang Mo?

Although, it may not be a problem for him to fight a Tiger now

"Hurt? Would you..." Qin Xiaoyu's face turned white immediately. The problem she thought of was more complex. If Fang Mo was so infected, who else could she go to?

God, do you want to collapse?

"No, with my current physique, this thing can't infect me at all." Fang Mo opened his mouth easily, turned to step into the hospital, and turned back: "hurry up and find medicine, otherwise, I'm afraid..."

Qin Xiaoyu and Zhang Qiang Suffocated at the same time.

"Otherwise it will heal. The body's resilience is too strong." Fang Mo laughed.