Mysterious country

Chapter 1621 The world on the verge of destruction

Speaking of which, Zhao Jingshu and Chu Mengqi can rely on the team to fight.

It's not entirely because of the identity of the enchanter.

The reason is that they are not in the same defense area as Liang Ruoyun, Wang Sangyu and others.

Some fortified areas suffered heavy losses, so they entered guerrilla operations early.

In some defensive areas, because the number of ghosts appeared was not that many, and casualties were still acceptable, so small teams were still formed to fight with ghosts.

In a residential building.

The elevator keeps opening and closing, and the cycle alternates.

A child's body was caught by the door of the elevator, and the elevator was full of dead bodies.

Obviously, during the descent of the elevator, ghosts suddenly appeared, and all the people inside were killed.

The same tragic scene is evident everywhere in this residential building.

The doors of some households were opened at all, and the inside was full of residual limbs, and the floor or floor tiles were also full of traces of being soaked in blood.

"Jingshu, eat something."

In a room on the third floor, Zhao Jingshu and others are resting.

Several men were naked/topless, rummaging through the owner's closet, and tearing up the sheets to wrap around their wounds.

The treatment was carried out sloppily.

Chu Mengqi saw Zhao Jingshu staring at the corpse they placed by the door in a daze, so she couldn't help calling her, and handed over a pack of smashed instant noodles.

"If you can't eat it, eat it, Meng Qi."

As Zhao Jingshu said, a bunch of blood flowed down her forehead.

She wiped it off with her sleeve as if nothing had happened, then sighed.

"The people here are really miserable."

"I don't know if they are miserable or not, but I think in the current situation, the people who are still alive are the worst.

Because I am not afraid of sinking in hell, but I am afraid that I can only bite the bullet and resist in hell. "

A man with strips wrapped around his waist came out of the bedroom smoking a cigarette at this moment, and said with a sigh.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Chu Mengqi gave the man a white look, but the man smiled indifferently.

Then, he asked Chu Mengqi:
"Is there anything to eat?"

"There are still some in the kitchen, you can find them yourself."

"At this time, can't you be gentle with me? At least let me have a thought before I die."

"I see that the wound on your body doesn't hurt anymore."

"It's not that he doesn't feel pain anymore, he's a toad who wants to eat swan meat."

Another man came out of the bedroom, wearing a somewhat bulky suit.

"What are you wearing this for? Let you get married later?"

"You are ashamed to say that you and Cao Bin have worn all the clothes that can be worn, and I have no other choice.

You can't pick a skirt to wear. "

Counting Chu Mengqi and Zhao Jingshu, there are five people in the room.

But as early as 20 minutes ago, they were a small team of eight.

Everyone seems optimistic, but in fact they are very pessimistic, and they don't know how long they can live.

Is it an hour, two hours?

Still can't hold on for a minute.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and find something to eat, and we have to go find ghosts after a while."

Zhao Jingshu said in an orderly tone.

"Okay, but let's forget about dry chewing. Let me see if I boil some noodles and eat them. Even a dead stomach needs something warm."

"Don't say such depressing words, no one will die. We will all live!"

Zhao Jingshu was a little unhappy.

The man stuck out his tongue and didn't say anything more. He entered the kitchen with the other two and started to work.

"I don't know how Sister Liang, Sang Yu and the others are doing?"

Chu Mengqi remembered the people who were assigned to another defense area.

Zhao Jingshu shook her head, she didn't know if she didn't know, or she didn't dare to think about it.

In the kitchen, the frying pan was sitting on the induction cooker, and the water inside was bubbling with bubbles.

The three men tell each other not-so-funny jokes, until someone notices that the water is boiling.

"Hurry up and put the eggs in. I said, Lao Wang, do you usually go to eat next door, and you can't even cook noodles yourself?"

"I usually eat noodles from girls. Haha."

"Are you losing your hair?"

"Don't drop it."

"Why is there so much hair in this pot?"

"hair?"

The three of them looked into the pot, the hair almost completely covering the bottom of the pot, and while feeling sick, they all sensed that something was wrong.

"There's a ghost!"

Lao Wang slapped the pot and sent it flying.

The pot fell to the ground, and scalding hot water spilled all over the floor.

The three of them took a closer look, and there was nothing in the pot at all. At this time, Zhao Jingshu and Chu Mengqi also walked in.

Then, the two shouted in unison:

"careful!"

Before the words were finished, a few locks of hair suddenly fell down and wrapped around Lao Wang's neck, instantly sucking Lao Wang into a mummy.

Everything related to this person has become a freeze frame at this moment.

In an office building, it was tightly wrapped in darkness.

Several men and women hid under the workstations, covering their mouths tightly, their whole bodies trembling with fear.

A vague shadow, looming on the window, gradually formed a human shape.

Then, the shadow disappeared without a trace.

"have they gone?"

Several people thought in fear in their hearts.

But soon, a piercing scream broke the dead silence at this moment.

In the next moment, their heads were like marbles falling from a high place, bouncing "clang" on the ground.

The killing of ghosts became more and more frequent as time passed.

All spaces have become hell under their claws.

The resistance of human beings, also under the package of this death, seems to be getting weaker and weaker.

And as each reality became an absolute dead city, the ghosts began to concentrate instead of being scattered, which also made the scope of human activities more severely compressed.

In the defense area where the three underworld powerhouses are located.

Many corpse mountains formed by ghosts were formed.

Every mountain of corpses looks like an altar, used to commemorate those who were buried deeply.

Xia Chun was lying on the ground, still struggling to grab something with one hand, and in sight were people who turned into blood mist and disappeared in front of him one after another.

His heart was bleeding, and his whole body was constantly being drained of strength. He wanted to stop everyone, but he couldn't even stand up.

Tears kept flowing down the corners of his wrinkled eyes, and he howled in pain, watching the swarming ghosts surround him.

"Tianqi! We must make these damned things pay the price!"

Xia Chun couldn't stop crying, his voice was shrill as if he wanted to pass through layers of space and reach Xia Chun's ears.

Many strong men fell, and countless ordinary people became the rations of ghosts.

From the time when the army of ghosts invaded in an all-round way, until the space blockade was broken, and the defense zone became invalid.

Only less than 3 days have passed.

And in the original second defense zone, a space that had already turned into chaos.

Xia Qi and the monster with two lion heads have also been fighting hard for two days and two nights.

The body was blasted into pieces again and eaten away, Xia Qi fell into a desperate trance, continuing his unwilling tenacity and persistence.

In the distance, the figure of the monster became clearer.

(End of this chapter)