Chapter 23

"How are you?" seeing that Lan seemed to return to his usual appearance, Mo Wen quickly raised his head and asked, with a suppressed irritability in his gentle voice.

"Well." Yu Lan tilted his head, then smiled and kissed Mo Wen's face, saying that she was very good.

Mo Wen was relieved at last.

But since then, Yu Lan has another habit, that is, Mo Wen will grab a bite no matter what she is eating.

Of course, Mervyn won't give her a chance to eat.

Angrily, he watched Mo Wen put away the food at the speed of light. Yu Lan was depressed and lying on the sofa, whining, just not letting Mo Wen stop.

"Blue..." Mo Wen rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, squatted down and coaxed her, "you will be uncomfortable if you eat my food. Did you forget the last lesson?"

"Oh." Yu Lan glared at Mo Wen. It was obvious that he had forgotten the last ghost lesson.

"..." seeing blue staring at him fiercely, Mo Wen had a headache, but he could only coax with patience.

Finally, he gave Yu Lan a pile of large and small crystal cores and let her play with them. Yu Lan finally didn't rob his food.

Put on his combat suit and walked to the door. Mo Wen was relieved when he saw that Yu Lan's attention was still on the crystal core in front of him.

He always follows Yu Lan when he goes out these two days, but he doesn't want Yu Lan to be present when he slaughters the zombies. One is dangerous, and the other is that he doesn't want Yu Lan to see his dirty appearance.

The dull sound of closing the door came. Yu Lan raised his eyes and looked at the closed door. Losing the crystal core in her hand, she got up and rushed to the door. She looked like a child abandoned by her family.

"Woo..."

And Mo Wen had already walked to the deserted street. His footsteps suddenly stopped, and the whole man was on alert.

Yesterday, worried that Yu Lan's body didn't go out to collect crystal nuclei, but now the air seems to be a little heavy in this place.

There was no zombie near him.

Of course, it's not because he hunted the zombies clean, but something made these level-1 and level-2 zombies near him disappear, or... Eaten.

The only thing that can do this is the level 3 zombie that suddenly appears in District 3.

Thinking of this, Mo Wen's face suddenly had no expression. With his habitual gentle smile, he dodged into the shadow of high-rise buildings and quickly hid his breath.

Now it's still a little hanging when he meets a level 3 zombie with his level 12 strength.

Although the powers are much stronger than zombies at the same level, the higher the level of zombies, the harder it is to estimate their strength. After all, no one can predict in what direction they are changing.

What's more, this is a level 3 zombie, whose ability is one level higher than him.

While thinking in ink, a dark shadow flashed through the sunny ground outside, and a dull sound was heard the next moment.

The zombie fell to the ground.

From the angle of ink, you can just see the huge hind legs of the zombie. He held his breath and looked cold.

The third level zombie has six legs, and its last two legs look the most developed and powerful. It has no tail, but its skin full of black spots makes people have to be vigilant.

Level 3 zombies seem to be aware of people nearby, but they don't move because they can't determine the specific location.

Mo Wen lowered his eyes and gently took out his dagger, ready to attack.

Because the level of this zombie is higher than him, he can't accurately find out how many levels it is now.

If he is below level 3 and level 15, he can still retreat. If he is above level 15, he really can't say it.

The third level zombie roared after climbing two circles on the ground. It seemed to leave, but Mo Wen didn't plan to go out.

Although there was no level 3 zombie in the field of vision, and it had carefully hidden its breath, Mo Wen was keenly aware of the slow breathing sound it could make when crouching over its prey.

It seems that this level 3 zombie has some simple wisdom.

I don't know how long the zombie finally left. Mo Wen frowned, but he didn't have the idea to continue hunting the zombie. Now he just wanted to hurry to Yu Lan's side.

The last time the zombie of level 12 attacked blue, Mo Wen didn't know if the zombie would be equally interested in blue.

In his heart, he just made an assumption that something would happen to Yu Lan, and Mo Wen only felt an uncontrollable sense of tyranny.

He quickly flashed out. He rushed to the building where he lived as fast as he could. He was relieved to see that the surroundings were still calm.

He looked at the house he lived in from downstairs. Mo Wen went straight to the 20th floor, then stood at the door and looked at the open door.

Why is the door open?

His chest was tight and he was suffocated. Mo Wen flashed into the room. As expected, he didn't find Yu Lan's figure.

"Blue blue?" he called out, feeling a chill seeping into the soles of his feet.

No echo.

The dark eyes were instantly stained with blood. He tossed around in the room, but he still didn't see Yu Lan.

Yu Lan, where did she go?

Finally got Yu Lan, and now he lost her?

A dazed color flashed across Mo Wen's face. He breathed heavily and ordered himself to calm down, but his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

No... Yu Lan must not leave him again.

Clenched his fist, he tried to keep himself sane.

The stench in the corridor is beyond Yu Lan's endurance. She shouldn't have run downstairs.

The windows of the room were closed, and she couldn't fall upstairs.

Thinking of this, Mo Wen's thoughts were suddenly cheerful. He narrowed his eyes and ran to the door of a house at the end of the corridor. He pulled down the door and didn't pull it.

If I remember correctly, the door was always open, but he didn't choose to live here because the house was too simple.

The cold slightly drooped his eyelids, and ink kicked on the door.

The corridor immediately sent out bursts of harsh echoes, and the anti-theft iron door was directly kicked out of a hole.

Mo Wen violently tore open the door from the hole, ignoring the dust on his face as soon as he entered the door. He stared at Yu Lan, lying on the sofa with his eyes open, and his face twisted.

Cold, killing, tyranny, despair, all the negative emotions surged up at this moment, just one critical point away.

He didn't make a sound, nor did he gently call Yu Lan's name as before.

He just stood at the door and watched Yu Lan roll down from the sofa happily. Then he rushed and climbed into his arms and cried "ow", as if he thought this "hide and seek" game was very fun.

And Mo Wen just looked. He was not unable to move, but did not dare to move.

He was afraid that if he moved now, he would unscrew Yu Lan's neck.