Chapter 43

It was a kind of pain that his arm was punctured. The next moment Qin Xiaoyu felt numb all over. Then he only felt terrible forces and found a vent in his body.

Boom!

Her mind roared and her body began to tremble.

Those black tentacles, like needles, began to pierce into her body.

And they seem to grow barbs. After entering, they are firmly fixed in them by relying on their own changes.

"What, what to do?"

Qin Xiaoyu's thinking became rigid and confused. He only knew that if he didn't leave again, he might be forced to evolve by the black tentacle.

Or

Become a monster!

Thinking of the child in her belly, she cheered up and wanted to shout out, but she didn't even have this power at this time.

The body that has experienced evolution is so attracted to disaster gel that they think it is an opportunity and a chance to give full play to themselves.

So they don't stop.

Instead, it will use a variety of methods to make itself more in-depth as far as possible.

In Zhang Qiang's view, Qin Xiaoyu's arms have become dark. In his eyes, it seems that there is some infinite attachment to life.

He reacted and wanted to grab Qin Xiaoyu's hand and take her away.

But he didn't succeed!

Those tentacles, if they have great power, will never relax once they grasp something.

"Brother, help!"

He quickly shouted to the outside, regardless of whether it would attract zombies.

At this time, he can only put his last hope on Fang mo.

As for completely regardless, or as if it didn't happen, just wait for Qin Xiaoyu to die

He doesn't dare to do it at all. Don't peel him alive!

He could see that Fang Mo had a special impression on Qin Xiaoyu, which was like admiring his family like his sister or... Mother.

……

Fang Mo killed dozens of zombies. He felt as if he radiated great vitality from the bottom of his heart and body. He roared out with excitement.

"Ah ~ ~"

The next moment, the zombies were attracted by his shouting, and dozens of zombies gathered around again.

A little bit of tiptoe, he can fly out, just a moment, he can come to a zombie next to his eyes, his eyes are cold with horror, and his hand is just scratched, so that a cataclysm gel from the body is caught.

His hands were a little blood red, and there was a cold and ruthless killing intention in the bottom of his eyes. If he looked carefully, he could even see a blood red at the bottom of his eyes.

That's killing!

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

Three zombies were ended by him. Just as he was about to make the next move to kill another zombie, he suddenly heard Zhang Qiang's voice for help.

Subconsciously looked around. Because of his constant roaring and the huge noise, he had almost attracted the zombies nearby.

Next to the forklift, there is no zombie.

When getting off, he also told them not to make a noise. As long as they sat on the forklift, no matter what it was, they would pass soon.

"Is there any other change without a zombie?"

Fang Mo frowned, then jumped up like a shell, and flew to the forklift like a stray arrow: "what's the matter?"

When he asked, he kicked a zombie out.

"Big brother, big brother, please see your sister!"

With a cry, Zhang Qiang pointed to Qin Xiaoyu who maintained a strange posture there: "she, she seems to have been caught by the tentacles stretched out from your backpack."

Fang Mo listened to this and subconsciously looked at it.

Hiss!

When he saw Qin Xiaoyu's appearance, he took a breath.

In her body, there was no gentle, sweet or even warm smile at all.

Half of her body became black, and all this was caused by the fact that in his backpack, there were tentacles spreading through a small wound on her arm.

In Qin Xiaoyu's eyes, there are no things he once missed most. Instead, he has a little more nostalgia for life and a strong desire not to die.

Bang!

Pop!

Whoosh!

Fang Mo swept his legs, and then saw that the zombies fell to the ground. He jumped up on the forklift and pulled the door with his hand. With a bang, the door closed.

Of course, zombies will not be reconciled. They have found the trace of Fang Mo, so everyone is climbing up crazily.

Bang bang!

They beat the glass, their faces were ferocious, their mouths were drooling, and their noses were constantly stirring, as if they had met some of the most delicious and delicious dogs.

Zhang Qiang quickly gave up a little position and let Fang Mo approach Qin Xiaoyu better and more clearly. Looking at the zombie outside the window, he was not afraid.

On the contrary, he was very afraid of Fang Mo's face now.

It was gloomy and terrible, and his whole body was extremely cold. A look in his eyes seemed to kill him. The most exaggerated thing was that he held his fists tightly, and crackling knuckles burst from time to time.

Zhang Qiang felt that he was like a boat in the sea. Fang Mo was like the sea and could end him at any time. Most importantly, he didn't know when it was at that time.

"Brother, blame me, blame me. I was just... Curious. I opened my backpack, and then the tentacles climbed out. I was afraid, so I asked sister Qin..."

Zhang Qiang stammered and didn't dare to look into Fang Mo's eyes, but he clearly expressed what he wanted to express.

Fang Mo gave him a cold look. When looking at his bowed neck, he wanted to twist it directly, as if he could disperse the tyranny in his heart.

"If you are hurt by the tentacles of evolution Dan or stabbed into your body, they will assimilate you madly. At this time, no matter how firm your will is, it is useless."

"However, you can carry out the second evolution. You don't have to worry about this at all. Next, you just have to worry. If you find a monster, you can use this evolution."

"At the end of the world, you should also be carefree, little Mo Zi..."

……

Thinking of Ye Qingcheng's record in his notebook, Fang Mo was stunned, and then looked at Qin Xiaoyu's performance at this time. Isn't that right?

Fortunately, fortunately!

For some reason, ye Qingcheng also put a rescue picture below. At that time, in order to understand the world in more detail, he looked carefully and recorded it in his heart.

In addition to broken hands and feet, there is another treatment method.

That is, catching a zombie and making it more attractive to disaster gel.

In this way, the tentacles of the cataclysmic gel will retreat from the little fish, and then run to a zombie.

But this is a method without the slightest method, but if there is a little method, this method is not desirable.

Because

The consequence of doing so is