Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 522 The Queen of Cold-Blooded Zombies vs the Leader of the Soft and Cute Lop-Eared Rabbit 41
Quan Jiu could clearly see that his eyes were slightly red from the pain, and the teardrops were hanging at the end of his eyes, as if they would roll down pattering down the next second like beads that fell off a thread.

Long Yan grabbed her hand, suddenly remembered something, and said urgently: "Tong Tong, run, I can't beat them..."

Every time he said a word, his muscles pulled the wound, and he gasped in pain.

His memory still stays before the animalization.

Quan Jiu lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his tone was complicated, lighter than a feather:

"...Seventeen, you've already beaten them."

Long Yan was stunned: "Really?"

"real."

Quan Jiujing bandaged the wound for him, but Tang Sui noticed that her hand was shaking while dressing the wound.

Tang Sui's eyes were red, and he looked away.

Long Yan didn't know how bad he looked now.

The surrounding area was covered with his blood, which soaked the ground red and covered the original dark yellow color of the soil.

He had dozens of fist-sized wounds all over his body, and his whole body was lying on the ground dying like a pile of rotten flesh.

"That's good……"

The tense nerves were finally relaxed, and a sense of drowsiness came over him. Long Yan smiled and muttered twice, and fell into a coma completely.

……

Without the leading high-level zombies and alien species, the rest of the low-level zombies became headless flies, running around, and after a while, they were scattered in all directions by humans and wiped out separately.

There were originally [-] humans living in the hotel, but after the battle, only five people were scattered and wounded.

The second floor.

A first aid operation had just been completed in the room.

Quan Jiu breathed a sigh of relief after checking Long Yan's vital signs.

Jing Che's eyes were red, and he didn't bother to argue with Quan Jiu: "How is Brother Seventeen?"

Quan Jiu: "I can't die for the time being, I just lost too much blood, and I need to take good care of it."

After bleeding so much, a normal person would have died a long time ago. It can only be said that Captain Long is not an ordinary person.

Tang Sui pushed the wheelchair closer and handed her a towel: "Sister, wipe your hands."

When Quan Jiu reached out to pick up the towel, she realized that her hands were covered with blood. She looked down and found that her blue shirt was also red with blood. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it was hers or Long Yan's.

She stood up: "I'm going to change clothes."

……

After changing clothes and coming out, Quan Jiu's brain regained its composure.

She looked around and suddenly asked, "Where is Lao Wang?"

Both Jing Che and Tang Sui were taken aback.

Yes.

What about Wang Jingyang?

The tide of zombies has receded, and the hotel is temporarily safe, but why hasn't he come out yet?

Quan Jiu frowned: "You keep an eye on Shi Qi, I'll go find someone."

After some searching, she finally found Wang Jingyang unconscious in the utility room on the fifth floor.

Xiao Ye and Song Lan fell down with him.

Wang Jingyang opened his eyes and saw Quan Jiu's familiar face. The next second, he hurriedly got up and looked for Song Lan's shadow.

When he saw Song Lan's gray eyes and the spider webs on his face, he looked to Quan Jiu for help:

"I don't know what's going on, Xiaolan looked like this when I entered the room."

Song Lan looked at Quan Jiu in confusion, and touched her face: "What do I... look like?"

Wang Jingyang expressed emotion:
"At first I thought she had been corpse-disintegrated, but I didn't expect that, like Xiaoye, she retained her self-awareness."

Song Lan's situation is many times better than Xiaoye's.

In addition to her zombie-like physical appearance, her thinking ability and behavior are the same as human beings.

Quan Jiu understood clearly in his heart, knowing that it was her blood that had played a role in turning Song Lan into a half-human, half-corpse state.

She handed Song Lan a mirror: "It's not bad, it's not ugly."

The lines on her face are very light. At first glance, her skin is a little fairer than that of humans, and her eyeballs have changed from black to gray.

Song Lan only glanced at it, then handed the mirror back to Quan Jiu.

"Forget it, I'd better not look at it, the more I look at it, the more uncomfortable it becomes..."

Several people went down from the fifth floor, when Quan Jiu passed Song Ci'an's door, he pushed the door and walked in.

Wang Jingyang is still explaining:
"He fell asleep, it's not easy to take away, I simply found a room to hide him..."

After saying that, he saw an empty big bed.

He was shocked: "How could this happen, people?"

Quan Jiu's face was serious: "What did you encounter on the fifth floor? Why did you suddenly pass out?"

Only then did Wang Jingyang realize that he recalled the memory before he fell into a coma, and he frowned and thought carefully:

"It seems that I encountered a very powerful zombie... Strange, why is my head hurting more and more..."

As long as he thinks about it, there will be a dull pain in his head.

Quan Jiu: "Can you think of anything else?"

Wang Jingyang covered his head in pain:

"It seems that someone asked me where that man was... I don't know what I said, anyway, I passed out."

Quan Jiu had no choice but to look at Song Lan: "How about you, Xiao Lan, can you think of something?"

Song Lan shook her head: "As soon as I woke up, I saw Grandpa Wang rushing in to find me, and we went to take refuge on the fifth floor together, and I have no memory of what happened afterwards..."

She should have been in a coma earlier than Wang Jingyang.

Quan Jiu stared at the empty big bed, thoughtful.

Song Ci'an was seriously injured, and there was a wave of corpses outside, he couldn't leave by himself.

It can't be the people from the research institute. If they really had such a great ability, they would have caught up with them long ago and snatched them back.

Connecting with this obviously premeditated attack tonight, a light flashed in her mind.

"The person who took Song Ci'an away should be the one who controls the zombie tide tonight."

Jing Che was a little puzzled: "The people behind are so powerful that they can control the tide of zombies, why are they robbing a human being?"

Quan Jiu's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "We have to ask the people in the research institute."

She had a hunch that the people in the research institute and the mysterious man had the same purpose.

……

Thousands of miles away.

In the ancient black castle, a figure with his back facing everyone sat elegantly on the throne of thorns, surrounded by spreading vines and green branches.

Small white flowers bloomed on the green vines, full of vitality, and became the only bright color in the lifeless castle.

The vines spread all the way down the steps.

In the palace, there are high-level zombies and alien species standing side by side in two rows. Compared with the few people who attacked the hotel tonight, the power fluctuations around this group of people in the palace are obviously stronger.

Suddenly, a figure came back from outside the palace.

"King, I brought the man back."

The man was handsome with deep eyebrows and a spotless demeanor. He was wearing a holy white suit, and in his chest pocket was a gorgeous red rose that was just about to bloom.

Seeing the blood on the alien's hands, he narrowed his black eyes slightly, and the overwhelming sense of oppression crushed every alien in the hall:
"Have you started?"

It was clearly the four words in a calm tone, but all the monsters present were tense.

(End of this chapter)