Chapter 455

As the afternoon approached, the weather gradually became difficult to adapt, and the north wind roared across the ground.

On the street, a man with three eyes came out.

The eye above his forehead was not vertical, but horizontal.

If you look carefully, you can find that there are several silk threads connected.

Come on, it's Fang mo.

He found several zombies to do experiments, and found a medical book to connect his eyes with the eyes of a zombie.

He was very cautious, so he felt wrong several times and broke it immediately.

Now he is very resilient, so even if he does so, he won't do much harm to his body.

What he was afraid of was being infected into a zombie.

But after several experiments, he found that he didn't care at all. It couldn't infect him at all.

So he gradually relieved.

So he had a third eye.

An eye belonging to a zombie, dedicated to observing everything behind him.

Based on his observation, he found a fact that he couldn't believe.

After killing zombies or monsters every time, if he uses a bone knife, he will absorb the "essence" and then spread it to him little by little from these tentacles.

The first time I saw him, I really startled him.

But then he thought there was nothing wrong with it.

At least it can make the combat effectiveness lasting.

Man, it must last!

Explosive force should also be.

Another monster poked his head out of the window. When he saw his back, the monster became impatient and dived down like an arrow feather behind him.

Boom!

Fang Mo turned back and gave a punch gently.

With a bang, the monster turned directly into dust, and the breath that others could not see was emanating from the monster, absorbed behind him at a speed close to the speed of light, and then nourished his whole body.

"Not only the bone knife can do it, but even the fist can do it, because..."

Fang Mo took out two mirrors, one in the back and one in the front.

Then his third eye saw an extra tentacle behind him.

There is a knife shining on it.

And that knife is the thing to harvest the monster's "essence", just like the sickle of death.

A satisfying color flashed on the cheek behind him.

Fang Mowei frowned undetectably.

He felt more and more that he didn't look like a person.

And ruthless, like the king in the dark.

To tell you the truth, he's a little uncomfortable.

But you have to adapt.

"Hoo!"

After taking a breath, Fang Mo took the two mirrors into his arms and walked slowly down the street.

Not long after, another monster ran out.

Then it died again.

"Why is it all like this? Are there few mothers? Or... My back is mature, just like every time dog has... Love, it is emitting a wonderful smell?" Fang Mo shivered and thought deeply at the same time.

The worst thing, he thought, was that all those monsters rushed like mad dogs.

It's impossible. It shouldn't be all male, right?

But from beginning to end, he met two females

One is still his own wife.

The other, of course, is the beauty monster.

The rest, it seems that everyone will have an exaggerated "favor" for him.

A passion he couldn't bear. He had to die to clean it up every time.

……

"You, can you help me?" a poor little sister squatted on the roadside with a small schoolbag in her hand and stared at Fang Mo: "please."

Fang Mo squatted down, looked at her up and down for a long time, suddenly pulled her up, laughed and said, "I finally found you!"

The girl was stunned, and then a cunning flash in her eyes: "what are you talking about?"

"Qingcheng, do you want to pretend? Don't forget, we grew up together. What do you look like when you were a child? Or are you testing me?" Fang Mo wanted to hold his wife.

But soon she pushed away.

"It's boring!"

Ye Qingcheng tilted his lips. In an instant, he changed from a 13-year-old child to a beautiful girl in her twenties: "tell me, in addition to the familiar faces, where else is there?"

"In fact, you don't reveal anything else. You may not recognize another person, but you are my wife." Fang Mo laughed, opened his arms and said, "hold one."

"No!"

Ye Qingcheng dodged and came behind him with a whoosh. He was stunned and soon recovered.

She, like she didn't see it.

"What's going on in the back? I always think there's something wrong with my back. Now you should give me an explanation?" Fang Mo turned around and smiled.

Except ye Qingcheng, he really didn't know which immortal he had offended.

In addition, before she was very mysterious, she brought him countless roads.

"Guess again? But I won't tell you this." Ye Qingcheng shook his head, took Fang Mo's hand and said overbearing: "lean over."

"Yes!"

Fang Mo smiled and leaned his whole body against Ye Qingcheng: "how have you been lately?"

"Hehe, what do you say?" Ye Qingcheng didn't answer, but asked a rhetorical question, and looked at Fang Mo's cheek with examination: "it's a lot more handsome. How many little girls did you hook up with this time?"

This is a sending proposition.

If you don't answer well, you may lose your life completely.

Therefore, Fang Mo immediately replied, "I'm thinking of you."

Those who hesitate are not sincere, and women are good at developing countless fantasies. If he dares to hesitate, it is estimated that she will be angry at the next moment.

"I don't believe it!" Ye Qingcheng looked at Fang Mo and asked him to stand on his shoulder. "I have something to tell you."

"You won't leave this time?"

"You know what? The world will change."

"Have you eaten well lately?"

"Over there, I saw countless terrible monsters..."

They talked for a long time before they looked at each other and laughed.

"What about them? I told you before that you wouldn't tell me if you wanted to find some promising people. Have you never thought about it?"

She blinked, took Fang Mo's hand and said, "I think you must have thought about similar problems."

"Those people have been placed in a very safe place by me. They will be thrown out by me when I need them later. Don't mention it. Tell me about you?" Fang Mo doesn't want to mention those people. This is a very strange topic.